Twist Me Novels & Stories

Per my usual miss smarty pants makes an appearance. “So, want to play twister?” I smile sweetly. I’m not referring to the game. “Oh, does the big bad wolf just like to watch?” I tease. I’m doing all I can to press his buttons. Getting him mad is my pleasure. Cree stands there, consumed with anger. “Stop playing with me, child,” He sneers as his hand clasps around my throat just as I want it to, crave it too.

“Let it be what it is.” In that space, tangled together, teasing, laughing softly, pressing close, brushing fingertips along skin, Imani felt it—the delicate balance of desire, jealousy, love, and intimacy, mingling, stretching through them. She had never felt more alive. The night moved slowly, deliberately, each movement a small, thrilling pulse of connection, building a rhythm that was playful and intense, tender and daring.

"I am apparently very bad at Twister." "You seem coordinated," I said. "I am coordinated," he said. "Twister is not about coordination. Twister is about being willing to put yourself in a ridiculous position without caring how it looks. Valentina has no ego about looking ridiculous. I, apparently, have too much." "This is a self-aware observation," I said. "She pointed it out," he said. "Many times. With supporting demonstrations." He looked at the box. "Do you play?" "I used to," I said.

"Ye-ow!" "Twist," she finished triumphantly, giving my hair one final yank that felt as though she'd pulled out every strand by the roots before twirling it up behind my head, and securing it in place with the clip. "There. Sam, you great big baby. Open your eyes and take a look, okay?"

Twist coming in the next chapters just wait around and join the journey. I will see you in next episode till then take care see ya Bye Bye

She didn’t expect it perhaps. I drew closer to her, and gave her the torch. Then, I bent down a little for her to fall on my arms. She did. I lifted her with quite an amount of strength. Her weight was significant. She held the torchlight with her right hand, and her left hand was around my neck. Her left titty pressed against my chest. It was pleasantly soft. The feeling from that friction was awesome, but I didn’t allow it to interrupt my concentration. The current was turbulent, and the ground was slippery so loosing my concentration would result in something unimaginably bad.

It just pisses me off that he’s so composed, and all I feel is my stomach twisting into knots at the mere sight of him. Ignoring his presence, I keep my eyes on the clerk and open the Twizzlers bag to take one out. The man’s eyes dilate with lust when I slip the Twizzler into my mouth and roll it around my tongue seductively. “Mm…I love Twizzlers,” I say huskily. The man’s smile turns predatory as he reaches over and runs his fingers over my covered forearm. “I got something else you’d love, babe. Just give me your number.” I’m about to respond when Micah takes a couple of menacing steps in our direction, drops a twenty on the counter, and grips me by the elbow. “Keep the change.” He growls

Finally, I picked up, "yes, It's Winter here." "Enjoying your life, huh?" I hear a creepy voice from the other side, "I thought you would have left Aspen after witnessing the kiss." Now I know who is this bitch; It's Ave who destroyed my everything and with whom Aspen has given me the biggest wound. "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."

"And be crushed with your company? No thanks. I think following you will benefit me a lot instead. See? I am loyal to you now. You better pay me a triple amount of a secretary's regular salary every month, okay?" "...You are really a fool." "What are you—Oops. Sorry." Hansel suddenly bumped into a girl who is bringing several books in her arms. He quickly crouches down to pick up the books and give them back to the girl. Hansel smiled at her and apologizes for bumping into her. The girl also apologizes for her clumsiness before her gaze slowly falls on Keith who is waiting for Hansel. Keith only gives the girl a glance before calling for Hansel to hurry up.

He sings even louder, his eyes don’t lose sight of me, not even for a second. “Nothin’ feels better, no, no” He starts spinning me around a little faster now, a smirking forming as he was doing so. “We don’t gotta hide” I tighten my grip around his neck more, getting a little nervous I'd go flying out of his arms. “You just keep your hands around my neck, we connect, are you feeling it now” He caught onto what I was doing, he’s wiggling his eyebrows at me, with a big smirk on his face.