The Man With The Twisted Lip Novels & Stories

Okay maybe I was getting a little too brave. He suddenly hit his bottom lip softly, almost as if he was figuring out what to say but in all honestly I didn't care. I couldn't help but look down his lip as he bit it, not aware of how good he looked right about now. But I had to compose myself as he was not biting his lip for some sort of sexual tension right now, or I'm guessing he wasn't. He slowly let go of his bottom lip, "Business" he muttered suddenly twirling me around and pulling me back in to his arms again.

"WULAN!" The person who pinned me down was been distracted therefore I grab the chance to kick his stomach and was about to hit him at the face when someone stopped my fist mid-air. "Gahala please stop." Gani beg and I throw him a dark look. "He's a wolf." I said matter of fact. "Yes he is. But he is not the way you think he is." He defended the man and even step infront of him. "He is still a wolf and you know he is an enemy." I glance at the man who still lying on the ground because I put some leaves on his feet and hands in order for him not to move.

I shivered, suddenly feeling as if something cold was sliding down my spine. The man looked strange. He was thin and pale, his arms and legs seemed oddly long. His fingers were crooked, and his cheeks sunken in his face, beneath eyes that seemed just a little too big and a little too dark. He moved strangely too – as if he was finding it difficult to control his long limbs. His mouth fell open as though his jaw was loose. His teeth and the inside of his mouth were rotten. Saliva was dripping from the sides of his lips.

He got a huge body but struggles below me a skinny stick lady who doesn't even know I could fight. “Look at yourself, what are you now? Nothing against a girl” Fe mocked. Oh shut the crap out you didn't even do anything but talk then almost got attacked. “Don’t you ever come here again to cause trouble and take the profits of the sellers here because if you do that again I tell you I will skin you alive do you understand?” I threatened them. Have I ever skinned someone? The nerve of me talking like I am pro with this. “Yes, ma’am” they all responded in unison. I let go of this man in front of me and stood up and fixed my clothing. Sheeez that felt awkward though.

**This is a torture chamber chapter. Please skip if it is not to your liking.** Harin was mesmerized by the young man's smile. It wasn't just a smile; it was a radiant, almost ethereal curve of light that seemed to rewrite the very air around them. He watched, transfixed, as the man, whom he later learned was called Twister, took his right hand, his touch surprisingly gentle. Twister began to massage the palm slowly, deliberately, as if imbuing it with a sense of reassurance, a silent promise of something Harin couldn't quite grasp.

he has a roguish smile on his lips. I bite my lips. This man has tied me down, how will I ever escape from him?

"I made the decision to spend some time out of town. to clear my head, as you know. That evening I visited a bar. Though it was not my regular scene, I wanted to briefly forget everything. Isabella leaned forward, her interest aroused. "Go on." Flash back The packed dimly lit bar had the murmur of chatter merging with the bass-heavy music. Sharon sat at the counter sipping her drink; the weight of her recent heartbreak hurt her heart. From next to her, a deep voice questioned, "Rough day?" She turned to find a man with a confident smile and sharp blue eyes. He was naturally handsome. his well-fitting suit suggested authority and riches.

“Oh, acting like a True-Blood?” the man sneered, his lips curling to reveal yellowed teeth. “Let’s see how much fight is left in your spirit when I’m through with you.” With a bruising grip, the man twisted Avery’s wrist, his other clawed hand raised to strike her across the face.

Gave up, disheveled, punished well, she did not care. And what? What can be done! On the driver's seat, the man's eyes flickered down, suddenly deep, you twisted your head, magnetic deep voice said, "Good, you want to know, I will fulfill you." After saying that, a long arm, then hooked Jane Tong's neck, to the body, the other hand, ruthlessly in Jane Tong's lips rubbed and rubbed, his low voice, in the quiet carriage, ghostly sound: "You know what? I'm sick of your lips being tainted with someone else's breath." The belly of his thumb, constantly rubbing Jane Tong's lips, suddenly leaned down, to Jane Tong's lips, ruthlessly ...... a bite!