Entwined With You Novels & Stories

To vaporize it as though it’s a cancer and I’m radiation. “No…” I shake my head, tears blinding me, my entire body trembling. “Not me… You don’t get me… She belongs to me, and you don’t get her either.” I anchor myself in her. Feeling her pulse in my own, her pain in my pain, her sadness in my heart. The twin bond is reuniting us in a way that hasn’t existed since we were forming in the womb. Two become one. Shielding us both from this evil entity. Bound by a need, a mutual love to protect one another in our own way. “I’ve got you…” I whisper, voice raw, tearing up as I filter words between the lines of the incantation. “I’m not letting it take you… I’m not letting it take me either…”

We walked it together flames entwined bodies entwined hearts entwined. Our story remained a living flame. Deep. Passionate. Forever burning.

Stay far away from ungodly men. I listened. I really did. I followed every rule like my life depended on it. But the second he's in the room, all that discipline evaporates like smoke. Poof. Gone. I need to stay the hell away from that man. How can I be engaged to one guy and have my mind tangled up in another? The wrong one, at that. The dangerous one. How the hell did I end up like this—caught in the orbit of someone whose very presence screams trouble, yet he looks right through every wall I've built and sees the real me underneath?

Forever growing. Together.

“Then we resist. Together. Always together.” The twins moved closer, instincts flaring. Flame snapped outward, heat bending the void around them; frost spiraled in intricate patterns, delicate yet resilient. Their combined energy began to form a lattice again, weaving fire, ice, and the core of their bonds with Kael and Lyra into a pulsating, radiant network.

Twisted into the web. Holding it shut.

“Why does he want to send you on something so dangerous? He knows you can't do it. Why do I always feel like that man is hiding something?” “Hmmm,” I muttered, half listening to him as one of his hands moved from my waist and was working its way underneath my skirt. “Do you like this?” Anthony nibbled the nape of my neck, sucking gently on it. I could already feel his touch against my bare dick as his hand was lost in my boxers. Fondling, teasing, squeezing gently. A louder moan escaped my mouth. “Are we alone?” I managed to say, even though it felt like electricity was pulsing through my body.

My mind was a whirlwind of emotions, a tangled mess of feelings I couldn't quite sort through. I’d never felt this way before, but deep down, I knew. This strange connection between us was because he fed on me. When his heart quickened, mine followed, a synchronized rhythm I had no control over. I felt connected to him, drawn into his world, his influence coursing through me. If words could describe it, I’d say I was caught in his trance, an invisible thread binding us together.

Should have thrown it in the laundry, ignored the way my pulse hammered just from holding it. But instead—I pressed it to my face, inhaling deeply. Her scent flooded me, sweet and cruel. Fuck. The second she filled my lungs, something dark and possessive coiled inside me, sharp and unforgiving. My body ached. Not just from want, but from something far more dangerous, more intoxicating, a need. She should be mine. I dragged a hand through my hair, my breathing harsh as I collapsed on my bed. My free hand dipped lower, palming myself through my slacks, fuck, I was already leaking— I wrapped my hands around