Twist Novels & Stories

“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.”

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

WINNIE I was convinced that I had stopped breathing at that moment. It took everything within me to still the tremor in my hands. “I can see you already having fun with your new husband” he spat the last two words with so much venom that I had to wonder if they were truly related. It was baffling that his own brother could detest him this much. His eyes raked over my body not so subtly and his eyes instantly darkened with hunger. I closed my eyes and shuddered internally for a brief moment.

Twillow swallowed notably knowing what she had to do so she could seal the debt and make it official. She extended a shaking open hand out in front of her, "H-Hold out your hand...like this." He gave her a puzzled look and then very slowly, Kendrick brought his hand up onto the table and unfurled his fingers so his hand rose before her like a nine foot wall. With cautious movements Twillow stepped closer. His hand was just so big raised up before her she couldn't help but be afraid. All he had to do was drop that hand or close it over her and that would be the end of her. They watched each other intently. Twillow stared at his enormous hand a moment, almost daring herself to do it. Then taki

"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.

LAYKEN Harper glances at me furrowing her eyebrows, shaking her head. “Have you gone insane? I don’t understand what’s going on, Layken?” Despite a frustrated breath, she continues to hold her signs aloft. Their faces showed amazement as they approached a moment later. With a smile and a nod to Harper, they came toward us, their arms intertwined, fighting their way through the sea of people. James yanks his hand from his sister’s grasp, sprinting toward Harper before engulfing her in a crushing hug. She shrieks in surprise and tries to pull away.

He looked at me and winked. “Why would you do that? Dig about him. Getting him out of my life. I mean, why would you?” “What do you think? Why would a man go to that extent, Lyra?” He asked me. I was confused with everything revealed and having a hard time assimilating everything. Things shouldn’t be this complicated between us. I and Nathan were just strangers, then why was the past so full of twisted. It tangled us with one another so badly that I was finding it hard to set myself free from him.

The song changes and this one's one I know and happen to like Twisted by missio starts blaring though the speakers. We watch as she jumps up begging her friend to dance with her but he just shakes his head, she asks again and he keeps shaking his head no tell he finally gets up and they make there way to the dance floor. The way she moves her hips and raises her arms then brings them back down running her hands against her body is absolutely hypnotic. The more I watch her the more I want her. The more I watch her the more my dads words creep into my mind. A group of guys comes over to her and her friend, one of the guys leans close to the both of them and says

Suddenly it explode in my face and its glistening glittery ashes-like parts reformed into a wand. "Woww..."I opened my palm and it rested on it slowly. As it touched my palm, I felt its pleasing coldness and smooth texture was amazing. I held it with both of my hands and checked every inch of my wand. It was fully detailed and elegant. It was Royal Blue twelve inches stick and a snowflake at the holder part where my thumb should settle. "Not bad," If I was not problematic and down, I would be jumping and bragging about how beautiful it was. I would keep saying how amazing it is. If the situation was just different. But at least, it left my mood up and brought me the courage to continue today

I challenged him before spinning to face him to use my left hand to attack again making him send out my right hand. I was like a little toddler that he just lifted in the air while holding my left hand. And because I was clever, I directly slid my right foot to his left shoulder over his nape to his right shoulder wrapping my leg around his neck. As if nothing of him had removed my leg from his neck and dropped me to the ground so hard, I could feel the pain in my back as if I had broken a bone. The pain I felt was momentary, so I quickly got up and tripped him causing him to fall. As if nothing happened to him, he instantly moved and stood up properly in less than three seconds. “You were