Love Stories With A Twist Novels & Stories

“She’s mine, Shade! My privilege to touch her — even when I feel like being with someone else! Whatever the contract says, she won’t get to cheat. She definitely can’t file for divorce because of the kids, so she’ll be mine for as long as I need her!” At that, nausea rolled through me. The situation — and the tone he used — made me feel more hurt than ever before. They fell silent, but I didn’t need any more words. I had already heard far too much. Covering my mouth with my hand, I turned toward the bedroom, trying not to burst into sobs. Every step echoed with soul-deep pain, and my heart felt like it was tearing apart. So that’s the kind of game we’re playing. In love, is he? Oh, of course

"Stop it!" But the memory wouldn't stop. Late that night, in the Alpha and Luna's bedroom. Richard and Isadora smiled at me. "We already have your ceremony dress ready. Have you tried it on?" Isadora walked over and gave me a deep hug, just like she always did. Richard moved to join the hug, wrapping his arms around us both. In that moment, I plunged a syringe into each of their hearts. The needles slid into their veins. The poison worked fast. They died in each other's arms, their faces peaceful at last.

Lucy looked at William, at Catherine, at the twins playing in the sand. This was a victory, not the dramatic kind with triumphant music and climactic confrontations. The quiet kind. The everyday kind. The choosing-to-be-happy-despite-everything kind. They'd started with an arranged marriage, a business transaction designed to save a failing company. They'd endured schemes, murders, kidnappings, betrayals, medical crises, and trauma that would have destroyed most families. But they'd survived. More than survived. They'd built something real and lasting and beautiful.

"Darling, I know you couldn't get over my affair with Jackie, but I was in the dark! She lied to me! I'm on meds, so I won't catch whatever STDs she has. Let us get back together and start anew." Start anew? How bold of him to bring that up! "Joshua, did you really think I divorced you over STDs? Our relationship was doomed from the moment you drugged my family!" Joshua stumbled backward in shock when he heard the mention of drugging. "H-How did you…" He picked up on the clue. "Are you reborn as well?" I nodded. "So, do you still wish to get back together?" Joshua could not come up with a reply. He was too embarrassed to discuss our past lives.

She smiled brightly before kissing him beneath the moonlight. And this time— There was no hiding. No shame. No fear of society. Only love. The kind that survives cruelty. The kind that heals loneliness. The kind that finally gives two broken people a place to belong. Together. Forever.

Now, what will we do? I think back to 20 years ago when I almost lost everything because of a basic harlot. Andrew deviated from our marriage and had an affair with a woman called Miranda. I will never forget that name. She destroyed my life and I took hers. Now it is time I teach my foolish daughter the art of deception, manipulation, and getting away with anything. I will help her secure the man she loves, whether he loves her it not.

My father reasons. Adam chuckles at that. "I don't care about that as long as I am not insulted.” He waves it off. “And besides, in this modern world, no one sees the age gap of the couple if you use the word 'love' in the story." Adam says. He then turns to look me in the eye. "It's totally up to you. Either be there, or when my daughter walks down to the altar to find no one standing there, I will make sure to ruin the image that your family holds. I will make sure that you can never show your face in public again." Adam threatens.

She jumped up to her feet and over to him, tugging him roughly by the neckline of her gown. “What the fuck! Let me go” Liam wriggle in Lara grasp. He was the man, but in this weak girl’s body he couldn’t even fight even if he wanted to without getting hurt. “I don’t trust any of you rich folks. Did you do this to get back at me for spilling your coffee or did you do it to save your life?” Lara spat, venting out her anger on the frail figure in her grasp. “Lara c’mon, you have to calm down. I don’t think he did it intentionally” Kate tried to separate the of them. Lara freed Liam and stepped backwards, her brows furrowed in agitation as she ran her fingers through her hair.

Because sometimes the twist in love isn’t reunion It’s revelation

Love. END