Twisted Bonds 소설 & 이야기

I scoped the area to only see the two girls, I didn't know what the fuck their names were but I knew they were twins and I knew they were friends with her. As they walked past me, I stopped them. "Where's Isabella?" I asked, watching as they looked at each other before they looked at me. "We don't know" they both said in unison. This was some twin telepathy shit and I didn't fuck with that. "I'm pretty sure you do. Where the fuck is she?" I asked once again feeling even more angry. I hated repeating myself. "She just left. Don't bother looking for her." One of them said before they walked away.

When Mariano bargains, he gets what he wants". Bernard is a fragile, soft-hearted man. He will be off his job tomorrow. I found a replacement for him. "Boss, do you think this new man is a better replacement?" "Not better than Bernard, but he'll get the job done". I cared less about what went on at the asylum, I knew Bernard would keep to his word. But the new guy made me concerned. I was in a fix when I chose him. I can't tell if he will survive working with me. "His drive is the money." People who are easily swayed by money shouldn't be trusted", Torillio said in support.

The entity's consumption cycle locked into an infinite loop of anticipation and deferral. It was not dead. It was not even properly stunned. But it was occupied. Permanently, obsessively occupied, chasing a meal it could never quite reach. "One down," Jack said. "Twenty-eight to go." "Issuing bonds as fast as I can print them!" Ben yelled. "But Jack, each bond requires a fraction of our remaining capital as backing! We are burning through reserves!" "How much per bond?" "Approximately zero-point-zero-eight percent of remaining reserves."

“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.”

Sergio began, exhaling a cloud of smoke that filled the room with a faint smell of marijuana. “Sure, go ahead,” I urged, adjusting my sitting position. Since Sergio and his associates had rescued me from that accident, I had pledged my loyalty to him. Instead of stripping, he’d offered me a job as an assassin under Abyss—his mafia organization. I had been doing well, hoping my memories would return soon, so I could understand where I stood. It was clear I wasn’t married, so maybe, just maybe, I had a family that wanted me. “Tobias Whitlock just announced his marriage two weeks ago,” he informed me.

Heartbroken, they had devoted themselves to caring for her, hoping she would recover. But one day, the girl had died of a heart attack. After that, the couple had lost their minds. Whenever they saw a young blind woman, they would lure her home and force her to live as their daughter… Until eventually, they were sent to a psychiatric hospital. But their twisted behavior caught the eye of a wealthy madman who liked to toy with people. He secretly moved them to a remote island, hired doctors, and forced innocent young women into deep hypnosis so they would believe this couple was truly their parents while simultaneously ensuring their blindness would only last a week.

Seeing how much I liked him, Dad reached out to the Twilight pack to discuss an arranged marriage. But after I was abducted and my face temporarily disfigured in that fire, Easton had heartlessly broken off the engagement. It wasn't until I got engaged to Andre that Dad—hoping they'd value and cherish me—offered the Twilight pack a stream of trade deals. That was how the once insignificant Twilight pack rose to power so quickly. I knew the Twilight pack would neither give up those benefits easily, nor would they let me go without a fight. But I also wanted to make them regret everything they had done to hurt me.

He crossed his arms and rested his elbow on the armchair, his palm supporting his tilted head as if he were assessing the children. “Tales,” Raja called out, indicating he was scared. “I know,” was all Tales could mutter as he didn’t look away from the man’s face. He stared at it as if engraving the man’s face into his memory. He clenched his teeth. The man smirked darkly and stood at the center of the mezzanine. “Welcome to Twilight Organization. I am happy and excited that some of you will be part of our family,” said the twisted man.

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

Said the mother, wheezing and trying to avoid coughing. “Mama. Tell me.” Angela insisted, her eyes pleaded with her mother. “For my special case which is due to a complication. I’m gonna need 500k dollars to get started.” “When is it starting?” Angela asked. “As soon as I pay for the treatment.” “Where are we gonna get that kind of money, especially in time?” Angela said. It was a rhetorical question, they knew they couldn’t get that’s kind of money easily. “I just need a big scoop,” Angela said to her soon losing consciousness mother. “ Something that I can monetize.”