Stories With A Plot Twist Novels & Stories

Intense. Deep. Locked down tight. "If I'd told you, you would've been scared." A bitter smile touched his mouth. "Your best friend had just betrayed you. Everyone you knew disappeared overnight. If a guy you already hated suddenly showed up and said he wanted to help, would you have trusted him? "I'm sorry. This was the only way. You wouldn't suspect me. "So... are you happy now?" I let out a slow breath and closed my eyes. They suddenly stung.

Is she that person for me? Just as I was finishing up, there was a knock at the door. I wondered who that could be. I am on vacation, the only people that knew I was here were Mrs. Jones and Candice. I opened the door expecting trouble, but instead, I was greeted by the friends of Candice that helped us with the Job. They came inside and dropped four black giant duffel bags onto the floor. One of the guys, a burly-looking one said, “We come bearing gifts. We know what happened and we know why you had to leave, so we tracked you down to return what was yours. We took some money for ourselves for the job but these bags are for you and Candice.” After that, they just left, didn’t wait for us to

I gave him one more night before he caved and picked up the next book, I told him the order to read it in was publication order, he seemed intrigued by the complexity of the story line in the sense of how many generations it spanned. "Has he figured out what character you identify with the most?" Gi asked, as if it wasn't obvious. "I think in a book with only one ginger who happens to be artistically inclined and consistently down a parent, I don't think it's much of a mystery." I rolled my eyes as I joked and snapped my sketchbook shut. I rarely used it for anything other than assignments or yearbook/school paper things.

I gave it to him. After the call ended, I handed the phone back. Kent stood frozen, like his soul had left his body. Violet and the others looked just as shocked. "No... that's impossible..." Violet muttered. "How could she be Elon Claremont's daughter? Kent, she's lying. She has to be lying!" As if she could prove it, she lunged at me and grabbed for the wristband. "It's this thing! I'll rip it off!" Before she could touch me, I drove my foot forward.

“When it’s done. I reached another planet. That’s where I saw my doppelganger. You are all stupid to think that he’s the one who stole it. But Iam the one. You have never been able to find it. So, I gave you all a clue by taking his dead body from the grave. I know you dug it. Now you came here to see me. But you thought we both are working together. That’s wrong. I won’t work with anyone.” “It’s not him. Our calculation will never go wrong.” “It went wrong. There are many other piles of earth in this universe. I saw him living an extremely awesome life. His life is perfect. He’s happy. Everyone in the world has a different choice. Our life will be depending on the choice we take. Here I hav

It saves you from betrayal and heartache. ### Author’s note### There are times in life when you think everything is going according to your plan but can’t it be that your plan is working just because it is conducive to someone else’s plan. Tighten your seatbelts as many more secrets are left to be revealed, many more plots to be laid, and many more twists are yet to come. The ride is going to get bumpier………………… ######## How did you like the story till now? Let me know your thoughts in comments. ################

Something about this felt deeply wrong. This wasn’t how the scene was supposed to go. In his imagination, Vivian would fail to find a ride, realize she’d gone too far, and finally soften toward him. Maybe even apologize with teary eyes while sweetly asking for help. Then he would magnanimously forgive her and save the day. Instead— She apologized before he even finished talking. And offered compensation. What kind of plot twist was this? “You… I… this…” Vivian frowned impatiently.

How the tables turn upon us… How fate and destiny shock us… We all think we know our places in this world but in reality, we are all part of a broad story that fate is writing, where plot twists happen very frequently and throw one off his or her righteous path. Righteous path can be anything. It can be happiness. It can be prosperity. It can be a mission to get vengeance for your best friend’s death only for you to find out that you are going to die also because there has been a plot twist in the story that fate is writing. So yeah, I was going to fail Vera and be killed today. But then as consolation, I would personally get to meet her afterward in the underworld, see her beautiful face, a

Then, she said with a serious face, "You are just like a fortune teller, in fact, a very accurate one. If I really rejected him, he'd really planned on locking me up." Rachel smiled triumphantly and said, "Of course! I'm familiar with a lot of plots, you know." Sigrid asked curiously, "What else do you know? Tell me about it, so I can be mentally prepared." "Hmm...since you're married now, the next step will be to get pregnant. According to a romance novel's basic plot, once the heroine gets pregnant, someone's going to do something to her. If it were a torturous novel then there'd be a miscarriage. But if it were a sweet novel, the baby would be safe no matter what happened. Also, you'd pro

Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too. He took my hand and led me over to one of the few couches where we sat and talked for a while. The talking quickly turned into flirting and when he finished his beer, we went to the dance floor again. He definitely knew how to dance. He was sweet and irresistible. I never wanted to take my hands off of him. He was playing his cards right to take me home tonight and we both knew it.