Tangled The Series Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Scout leaned in slightly, his voice low and teasing, while Tiana responded with giggles and playful touches. Then, to my utter horror, she reached for his collar, tugging him closer like she was about to kiss him. A sharp, unexpected rush of anger shot through me. What the hell? I wasn’t jealous. I wasn’t. But something about the way he let her touch him,so freely and casually infuriated me. Had he forgotten that we were married? Even if it was fake, he was embarrassing me, making it seem like I didn’t matter. Fine. Two can play this game.

“Where’s the heartbreak? The cheating scandals? The unexpected plot twists?” Gladz chuckled, shaking her head. “Not everyone wants their love life to be a soap opera.” Cassie shot up, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, you’re missing out. Love is supposed to be thrilling. The push and pull, the angst, the desperation—” She clutched her chest like some tragic heroine. “Will they? Won’t they? It’s the spice of life!” Mica snorted. “Cass, you’ve been watching too many trashy telenovelas.”

Everything smelled faintly of lavender and night air, yet it all felt wrong. She shut the door softly, as if loudness might break something fragile that hadn’t already shattered. At her desk, the laptop's glow painted her face in shifting light. The cursor blinked on an empty document, she stared at it until her eyes blurred. She’d opened and closed the same file at least ten times, trying to write, trying to feel normal again. Every sentence she typed came out twisted— brittle. Delete. Type again. Delete. The memory replayed in fragments. The tension in Xander’s eyes, the way his voice broke between anger and desperation, the moment his hands gripped her arms too tightly.

He stood there listening to his mother with no care in the world of what she was saying. After Mrs Hazel was done. Andrea took a seat opposite her and said. “Mom, there was no engagement last night. Christine made it all up. If she got engaged last night it wasn't from me.” Andrea said. Mrs Hazel was shocked. She couldn't say anything else she stared at Andrea, “Has he lost his mind? But I saw your picture with her, and the engagement ring on her finger. What are you saying, Andrea Hazel?” Mrs Hazel asked him in a confused tone.

Welcome back for my previous readers, and for those who are new to my stories. This book is the fourth book in my Twist of Fate Series: - The Wrong Alpha - A Twist of Fate? Delilah can't wait for her boyfriend to turn seventeen, for him to meet his Alpha wolf and be able to finally sense his fated mate. She's long since been predicted as his fated mate and they make the perfect couple, surely fate couldn't take an unexpected twist and take Delilah on a painful path she didn't expect?

“The problem isn't you… it's me…” “How…? What…?” I asked as I was trying my best not to let myself give in to the tears. But deep down, I was wondering what exactly it was that I had done wrong. With Troy, I had denied him rapid access to my body. But with Dylan, I had been generous with my body and that made me immensely frustrated. What exactly was I meant to do to keep them from treating me the same way? It was all beginning to look like some sort of conspiracy between the two former teammates. I was totally confused as I was beginning to suspect everything.

Lila tossed and turned in her bed. Her mind was too restless for her to sleep. Annabelle’s revelation about Andre’s involvement with the Robinson family refused to leave her mind, and it had rattled her more than she had admitted to Annabelle. She had left her past behind with the hope that it would stay buried, but now it felt like that hope was slipping through her fingers. Andre was still reaching for her, determined to drag her back into the chaos she had run away from.

I froze on seeing a shadow in my room. I couldn’t breath although it was a secure house I couldn’t just pinpoint why I was that scared to my bone marrow. I gathered all the courage I have in me and shouted “WHO’S THERE?” Flipping the light switch on I saw that it was Jasper shirtless on the bed I gasped heavily out of fear and shock from his body He was so hot. I couldn’t believe my eyes. He looked so much like Felix. His chest down to his structured stomach that was divided into six down to his waistline and waistband.

Camden pleaded, her voice choked with a fresh wave of sobs. Matt stepped forward and rested a reassuring hand on her shoulder as Clayton's fists clenched. "I'll stop baiting him," he said ashamedly. "I didn't think about how much it would hurt you." Camden reached up and covered Matt's hand with her own, grateful for his support. "Why are you touching her again? Why are you touching him?" Clayton demanded, his anger starting to simmer again as he shifted his gaze from Matt to Camden. "Clayton, he's got his hand on my shoulder. There is nothing sexual or suggestive about it. Why are you getting so worked up?" Camden asked, her words laced with annoyance. "How does it feel?" Clayton asked Camd

Paige teased as she tapped them on their foreheads. Her subordinates smiled sheepishly and announced that they were going back to work immediately. “Me too! I’ll do my best to finish my task for today. I can’t wait to get home and read the new chapter of my favorite fanfiction!” “Yeah, I can’t wait to continue. I’m still at chapter 300!” “What are you talking about?” Paige asked with curiosity. “It’s a popular fanfiction about Mr. Cedric and Ms. Maia. Its title is ‘Will You Marry Me, Again?’”