Stories With A Twist Novels & Stories

he said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. The flight home was long, and somewhere over the ocean, the quiet of the cabin made it easy for the words to slip out. I told Alf everything. I told him about the first night I met Aleksander, how an innocent date had turned into captivity, the accusations of romance scams, and the impossible contract that followed. Alf listened in silence, his face unreadable, though I caught flickers of disbelief and something heavier beneath it all. “Do you know the nephew who did that?” I asked when I finally finished, my voice low.

she said. “Sometimes, they’re about surviving long enough to change the ending.” Claire met her gaze, feeling a tremor run through her. “Change the ending?” she echoed. “Yes, child. Fate can be twisted... if you’re brave enough to hold on.” Claire swallowed hard. The words struck a chord deep within her. Could she really survive this? Could she change her fate? Before she could ask more, the woman straightened up. “You must be careful. There are forces at work here you don’t even understand yet,” she said cryptically, her eyes darting toward the hallway.

Candice, the mystery woman that showed up out of the blue, has been filling me in on everything I need to know about why she is here and what happens next. My mind is exploding, I feel like I am stuck on a perpetual rollercoaster ride and I can’t seem to get off. Showing up like this, and trying to elucidate that we are destined for each other has to be the most absurd thing I have ever encountered!

Beth I secretly have a crush on Shawn Andersen, the school's only intersex student. Trey and his friends beat her on a daily basis because she's different. I know I say mean things to her, but I'm head cheerleader and most popular girl in school. I've watched her get beaten up enough. Today I'm going to walk up to her in front of the entire school and take her in a kiss. It's the third week of our senior year of high school and I want to spend it with her if she feels the same about me.

As Eric dropped her off at work, he planted a kiss on her lips and promised to call her during the day. At work, Sandra was determined to put in extra effort as she knew she needed to leave work early. Her boss was in a very happy mood as he talked about his two sons who were returning home after their holidays with his mother in Pennsylvania. He had missed them as they always gave him a run around when they were home. No doubt he enjoyed having his kids around as Sandra recalled one incident that happened at the shop when he scolded the kids for running around in the restaurant in fear that they might hurt themselves. After he had scolded the younger child, mike, he went and hid under an ol

The repercussions of crafting an intricate series of lies about my identity were far more severe than expected. The first deception regarding my background created discord within the office, and my fear of being discovered kept me silent. However, truth inevitably comes to light despite how elaborate the secrets and deceptions are. The burden of my concealed realities now bears down on me, as the exposure of my dishonesty triggers a series of events that could alter the course of my entire existence. "Marry me or get fired!" His harsh and uncompromising tone pierced through the air, ensnarling me with his gaze. His rebellious grin leaves me bewildered by a choice that could bind my destiny t

"I thought if I blackmailed Aspen with his secrets to dance with me and kiss him later to create misunderstandings between both of you, you would leave him." What? It was a misunderstanding that they both kissed? He was blackmailed into dancing with her? Listening to her, I held my phone tightly to my ears. My Aspen is innocent. Ave continues, "I thought you would leave him, and he will come back to me." She cries angrily, "But he is now a one-woman man who left me after the dance and has his man behind to punish me. But he doesn't know I will not stop before finishing you." I hear her creepy laugh from the other side. "Count your every second with him Winter. One day he will be mine. Then h

"Nothing. I just want to hear your answer." "Okay." He took a deep sigh and stared at the fountain. I locked my gaze to him as I waited and assume the answer I wanted to hear from him. "Every story, leads always end up to be with each other. It was because the story is written for them." He's right. "But if I were to be a author, I would let my character end up with unexpected one. It's not stupidity and I am not erasing the clarification that readers know. Sometimes, to be a better author, you will need a plot twist and there should be something unexpected." My face and soul lightened up upon what he says. "Is that all?"

His behavior deceived me into thinking he had let go of the past; that he had realized it was inappropriate for him to overly grieve the death of an ex-girlfriend. On my mom's birthday, Joshua offered to cook, but he poisoned all the food he made. He tied me to a chair and stabbed me over and over with a surgery scalpel. My blood splattered all across the floor as I pleaded with him to spare the lives of my family members. However, he had lost his mind. "Will Jackie come back if I spare their lives? Harper, you deserve to die! Why did you have to drink so much on that night? Did you see Jackie's car accident coming?"

“Work. Apparently, there is a stray asking for help.” --- Trigger Warning: This story is rated 18+. It contains descriptions of acts such as non-consensual sex, abuse, suicide, and other heavy negative emotional activity which some readers may find triggering. Please keep that in mind when moving forward with reading this story. Thank you! <3