Ready Or Not Twisted Nerve Novels & Stories

Where are my clock birthmarks? And what does it mean? My fate twisted?

“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.”

So, I chose to work today. Standing in front of the heat and constant shouting, my dizziness and nausea were getting ruthless. My vision was distorted, I couldn’t see anything accurately, my leg was becoming jelly, and I was finding it difficult to stand on my feet. “Kevin,” I called his name. “Are you done with the egg?” I somehow held his hand and balanced myself on my feet. Everything was swirling around me. “Are you okay, Lyra?” Kavin held me in his arm. “Kavin, I am not feeling well,” I murmured.