Free Tangled Novelas e Histórias

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) Book 4: Tangled With A Vampire (Moana & Alaric’s story) Book 5: Alpha’s Innocent Mate (Vlad & Leora’s Story)- Upcoming * In case of any queries regarding any story, please reach out to my inbox. Thank you again.

" I mean it's still frizzy but the ponytail brings out her huge ass forehead more." I scowled, planning to murder him before his sister does. As my mind swim with ideas on how to kill Kaleb, Katrina being so fucking observant today crouched and picked up something. That something happened to be the scrunchie I had in my hair. "Here, I think you dropped this." She said, giving it to me. Not thinking, I took it and with a glare started to put my hair back into a ponytail, only to soon regret it when Mira's voice screeched. " Is that a hickey on your neck?!"

He only wants my submission if I willingly give it. “Kittens are also messy,” I tell him in a teasing voice. “You are not messy, but you are cute and bite.” But then, Taran's voice goes from playful to serious very quickly, “Have you thought any more about me claiming you?” I tense. Yes, I have thought about Taran claiming me, but I don’t understand it. Of course, I want it, but I want to be the only one. “I understand that your claim will keep Bryan from marking me, but what else will it do? There has to be more than it is a magical shield.”

With all instructions issued, the sky outside was already beginning to lighten with the first hints of dawn. After I finished issuing all the commands, it was nearly dawn. I managed to steal a brief hour of rest before heading to the island where the wedding was to take place. I had only just emerged from the dressing room, freshly attired in my custom tuxedo, when a powerful grip suddenly clamped down on my arm. "Just what in the world do you think you're doing, Finn?" Dorothy demanded. "Do you have any idea how much irreversible damage your childish tantrum has caused?"

Only to find out that clean wears were on the bed, she smiled, picked the wears and slipped on them and while she dried her hair, picking the brush on top of the cupboard, she tried to comb it but she realized it was Tangled and she can't comb it without the help of someone. While thinking of just leaving the hair mess like that, she heard a knock, this time it was louder and more than once, "come on in," she said but Todd didn't pull the doorknob instead he knocked again, Thalia sighed in frustration. In anger, she stomped to the door and pulled it. "Didn't you hear me, Asking you to come in? Such a jerk." She growls at him.

Lily’s breath slowed. Not panicked. Focused. Because that— That felt dangerously close to truth. But not complete. “You’re twisting it.” “Am I?” Elara asked softly. Lily held her gaze. “He doesn’t try to control me.” Elara didn’t argue. Didn’t push. Just— Watched her. “That’s what makes it interesting,” she said. A beat. “He doesn’t realize he already is.” The words settled. Quiet. Heavy. Uncomfortable. Because somewhere— Under everything—

they chimed in unison, launching themselves at Claudine. She opened her arms, embracing the chaos that came with her tiny tornados. Ember climbed onto Claudine's lap, spilling coffee everywhere, while Ash tugged at her hair, playing a game of "Mommy's hair salon." Toys scattered across the floor as the twins' energy infectiously spread throughout the room.

he replied, gently stroking her tangled hair. "That reminds me, I have something that might cheer you up," Clayton said, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. Camden, fatigued by the emotional rollercoaster, pleaded, "Clayton, no more gifts, please..." However, he surprised her by pulling a hairbrush and detangler spray from the shopping bag he had brought. "Uh... Do you consider shampoo a gift?" he asked with a puzzled look. A wave of relief washed over Camden as she realized the thoughtfulness of his gesture. "You're a Godsend," she sighed with gratitude. Clayton settled himself on the bed behind her, gently working through the tangles in her hair. With careful hands, he applied the det

“The other girls aren’t concerned about that.” “Well, I’m not like most other girls.” “You’re not?” He scoffed. “I’d say you are. Ordinary lips…” His hands moved gently over my lips. “An empty gaze…” His fingers brushed my hair back. “A neck…” Immediately, I pushed his hands away. “What’s that?” he asked. “A knot.” “A knot?” He raised a brow. “To show how twisted you are?” He laughed softly. I pushed him back. “To show how strong I am.”

Trying every possible best to escape, but every plan of mine had been abortive. Alex had me wrapped around his fingers and under his mercy. I removed his hand from my waist and tiptoed to the bathroom. Splashing water on my face and staring at my reflection in the mirror, tears stung my eyes. My body was filled with red marks from Alex's constant biting during sex. I felt dirty and used. I needed to do something to leave. I couldn't take it anymore. My mind filled with thoughts of how i was going to escape even though it seemed almost impossible.