The Twist Of A Knife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

How quickly could I grab one? "That will not kill me." Jacob smiled, nodding his head towards the knives as if reading my thoughts. I don't know what you're talking about." I told him as I turned the microwave off so my milk wouldn't be too hot. "If it soothes your fear, take one. I do not mind." "I'm not scared of you." I stated as I crossed my arms. Jacob raised his eyebrows but didn't comment. I turned around and continued to make my breakfast. "You need to replace my door, I can't have any more psychos coming into my place. One is more than enough." I said without turning back.

, Ava took a chance and knocked the knife from his hand kicking his hand. Virin didn't stop and damaged what was left of Darsh's body after Abhi's wrath. "This is for ruining our lives!", Kyra took her turn and slapped spitting on him. He took this as a chance and held Kyra around her throat and caught Priti with the other hand kicking Virin who lost his balance. Priti did all she can to stop Darsh from overpowering the twins as he sneered at her. "What now Sis? Wanna kill your brother?" She halted at this.

Andre even went so far as to yell, "Jane! I'm not dead. I'm your real fiancé, Andre! Come out and see me, Jane! I don't believe you've stopped loving me…" I opened the door and addressed everyone regretfully, "Look at this madman. He's delusional. Everyone knows my ex-fiancé died on the battlefield. How could he possibly be standing here now?" The crowd burst into laughter. "Exactly! How shameless of the Twilight pack to resort to such dirty tactics!" "In my opinion, Andre Ackhurst was never good enough for Jane anyway. His death is probably for the best. At least Jane stands a chance at happiness!" "Get lost! Don't stand in our way of courting Ms. Jane!"

Winnie’s POV "If you make a sound, I'll slice you ear to ear," a cold voice said into my ear and I suddenly felt something sharp at my throat. With a whimper I moved my gaze slowly to the side to see Trisha kneeling some steps away with a gun that was glinting in the moonlight, pressed to her temple. "Winnie," her voice trembled, tears running down her eyes. "Nobody has to get hurt today," the masked man leaning over me said, "Get up."

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 other girls aren’t concerned about that.” “Well, I’m not like most other girls.” “You’re not?” He scoffed. “I’d say you are. Ordinary lips…” His hands moved gently over my lips. “An empty gaze…” His fingers brushed my hair back. “A neck…” Immediately, I pushed his hands away. “What’s that?” he asked. “A knot.” “A knot?” He raised a brow. “To show how twisted you are?” He laughed softly. I pushed him back. “To show how strong I am.”

With a single grab and twist, he dislocated Dwayne's wrist and rendered him helpless. Everyone only saw a blur before the butterfly knife changed hands. They thought Elio had been stabbed, but now he had the weapon. How? They were stunned. What happened? "You're too weak to be playing with a knife like this,” Elio said disdainfully. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed up the knife’s twin handles. The blade flashed like a silver butterfly flapping its wings, making a metallic clattering sound. It was dazzling and dangerous. Black cloth flew everywhere. Dwayne’s vest was reduced to shreds, flying everywhere like a flock of black butterflies flying everywhere. Every cut slid past his flesh, se

One man down for me. The one with a ball-like stomach brought out a jack-knife. He throw it on his other hand then back to the other. He repeatedly did it while walking closer to me. He pointed the knife and lunged at me. I stepped backwards to evade his attack. I remained attentive watching his every move and waited for the perfect time to counter his attack. He slashed straight at me again. I inclined to the side and avoided it. I grabbed his wrist, docked under his arm, and twisted his hand behind him. He screamed but I didn’t stop twisting not until he dropped the knife.

He said and stabbed me in the arm with the knife and twisted it, pressing it deep. I screamed and lost consciousness.