Spicy Chapter In Twisted Love Novels & Stories

Not only did we win against the boys who were so cocky and adamant on winning but Spencer got to have her dream come true. Ryan stepped up as Spenc rubbed her hands together making us all cheer her on and as they stood face to face, the chemistry was obviously still there and very clear. "This is for being a dick." She stated before slapping his cheek as hard as she possibly could. The entire room was filled with cheer and screams and I'm pretty sure somebody was throwing alcohol everywhere out of excitement as Ryan backed away, pretending to faint as he held his cheek.

I even added a love diagram on top of it. I threw the book on the ground as I sighed. I feel like I am going insane. I thought about tomorrow and I can't help but think of them watching the fireworks as they kiss passionately. They are even walking down the pathway of the night street as they hold hands. Oh God! I am insane. Insane or not, I need to stop them from going tomorrow and it's all because I know Hilary is a witch, that's all. I have a long nose right now.

He walked away. Is he trying to twist my mind or something, or they’re already twisted when Hans flirt with that girl unknowingly in my presence. Am for sure coming to that party. 😈 😈 😈 😈 #TBC_ #Inspired by Mean Girls A/N: I don’t know how, but this chapter is a free chapter for you guys all. Don’t forget to review your thoughts.

doctor's statement gave chills to her spine though she already had idea about it but still confirmation of the news shook her with the waves of emotion. "Thanks doctor" she thanked her while caressing her tummy. Minute before she was unsure and anxious about her feelings because she is just 24 but now this news gave her immense happiness. Within fraction of second her frowns converted into pleasing smile and she couldn't stop herself from remembering the night which might have given her the fruit of their love. .................. End ................|| Let me know if you found any mistake. How was the chapter? ( If u remember one bonus chapter is pending so that chapter will give details of

“It’s delicious. Very sweet.” “Huh?” Charmine was baffled for a second before she cried out in shock, “Sweet?” She did not add sugar. Why was it sweet? She quickly picked out one to taste. It was spicy! She looked at him blankly. “It’s spicy!” Anthony looked at her lovingly. “My heart is sweet.” Charmine was speechless.

“Trust me, Maisie. All you have to do is taste my pastry and decide whether or not to hire me. I really hope it’s a yes. And after that, we’ll make this café a place packed with customers.” “I love your enthusiasm. But don’t get your hopes too high—I'm not even sure about the future of this place.” Maisie rolled her eyes before taking the pastry I handed her. “Well, I swear this wasn’t my best pastry, but it was the best I could do with the limited ingredients.” “Oh, shit!” Maisie’s eyes widened the moment she took a bite. I panicked a little, thinking maybe she’d burned her tongue. “Are you okay?” I blinked anxiously.

"What have you done to me? I can't seem to get enough of you." Tisha opened her eyes and stared at him as her heart began to race. She reminded herself that what she was doing was dangerous. She was playing with her heart and she was going to get hurt in the end because love or not, Spencer was bound to get married to Ashley. He had told her that she would not be able to stop their wedding, not that she wanted to. Spencer kept overriding her logic as his kisses set her body on fire. He planted wet kisses all over her neck while his hand slid into her top and slowly caressed her back.

I'll like to see how that courage and hate will turn into lust for me". Elara's eyes fluttered shut for a second, trying to block him out, but the heat of his body, the scent of blood and wine and that dark cologne, pressed in on her from every side. She felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly up and down the column of her throat, not choking now, just stroking, possessively, like he was petting something he already owned. Her pulse jumped under his touch, traitorously fast, and she hated how loud it sounded in her ears. "I'd like to see how much of me you can take in your tiny throat"

“Every Christmas. Every summer here. I sat there imagining bending you over the dinner table while my family talked about golf.” Heat pooled low in my belly. I hated my body for reacting. “You’re an asshole,” I whispered. “Yeah.” His hand slid down my side, bunching my dress. “And you’re soaked right now, aren’t you?” Before I could deny it, his mouth crashed into mine. The kiss was angry and hungry. Years of frustration poured into it. His tongue pushed past my lips, claiming, and I kissed him back just as hard, fingers fisting in his shirt. He groaned into my mouth and shoved his hand between my thighs, pushing my panties aside.

All that mattered was having a good time. I knew I couldn’t black out because I still had to get home somehow. So I decided to burn some of the alcohol off by dancing. Then the sexiest guy I’ve ever seen started dancing with me. If I could describe the hottest guy in the world, it would be him. He had jet black hair and hazel eyes, I was sure, though, that some of that amazement came from the alcohol coursing through my body, but I knew he was not ugly and that he was super fit. I could see his damn muscles under his shirt even in this horrible club lighting. I couldn’t help but think that I definitely chose the right night to come out without any babysitters.