Twist Novels & Stories

A crooked smile appeared on his lips as one of his hands moved from my waist and slid up my spine to wrap around my nape. He pulled me closer while moving his other hand to tuck my hair back and out of my face as he leaned closer. The feeling of a million butterfly kisses erupted over my skin when our lips touched. If I were in my right mind, I would pull away and tell him I changed my mind. If this was my response to him, I would either lose my mind and heart or lose myself to him completely.

His thrusts grеw morе еrratic, morе frеnziеd, еach onе a sеaring brand lashing across hеr sеnsеs. Sarah tееtеrеd on thе еdgе of thе abyss, еvеry fibеr of hеr bеing coilеd taut in brеathlеss anticipation of thе rеlеasе that dancеd maddеningly just out of rеach. Shе nееdеd it, cravеd it with a hungеr so primal it dеfiеd rationality.

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?

She hit send, then looked up — just in time to see Isabella glance toward Andres’s desk. Still no reaction from him. And Pia knew. This wasn’t about food. It was war. Isabella was marking her territory and the woman would do everything in her power to have Andres back. She might interfere with Pia’s work, but she had to admit — things were getting boring without a twist. And Isabella was the perfect twist of it all. She might even get a raise if she handled this well. Pia felt excited!

He was Maa Shaa Allah. May Allah guide him to the right path and make the Quran be useful to him this life and hereafter. I carried Rodiyah who was Taye* and twirled her around, she was giggling showing her gum while Mor'diyyah who was Kehinde* started crying. (Taye - the first among the twins and Kehinde the last). I carried her also, "awww, jealous baby" I cooed at her while she started to giggle, also showing two pearls of milk teeth. "Aww baby, you've poo" I wrinkled my nose.

I crept even closer as my grip on the knife's hilt tightened. The man seemed lost. "She… Where is she…" Just as I was in range, he suddenly flew into a rage, roaring loudly. "She's dead! She's dead! You have to die too! I want you dead!" His sudden outburst caught me off guard. He lunged at me and wrapped his hands around my neck. I staggered, barely dodging a fatal grip. He wouldn’t be able to snap my neck in an instant, but he was so strong that I couldn't break free.

She just nodded her head and we proceeded to fix each other up. Her natural scent smelled like coconut laced with shea butter, it is extremely intoxicating. I tried to compose myself, hopefully, she doesn’t notice. It is especially hard to compose myself when her lips look that inviting, so full and soft-looking. Perhaps she thinks I am a creep for looking at her so much. I thought that I was pretty clear on not wanting to pursue a woman that was gifted to me, but how can I resist?

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Adriano says jerking me from my thoughts. "Truce" I agree, lying to his face. Smiling, I offer him my hand. Sorry Babe I think as I help him up from the floor, I made a deal with the devil and it's your soul that he wants.................. [Song: Black widow - Iggy Azalea feat. Rita Ora]

Twisted I always had fear of death ever since I became aware of the clock birthmark engraved on my left palm. I always hate celebrating my birthday because it always serves as a reminder that I'll die young. My parents told me that among our generations, I am very different because my two clock birthmarks have the same date. Because of too much curiosity, I tried researching and reading stories and blogs that tackle different painful tragedies.