Twisted Emotions Novels & Stories

I couldn't deny the twisted attraction that had formed between us, despite the cruelty and manipulation that defined our interactions. But just as I felt myself beginning to surrender to his touch, Liam abruptly pulled away, leaving me feeling empty and used. The game he played with my emotions was cruel and unforgiving, a constant push and pull that left me teetering on the edge of sanity. I watched in disbelief as he walked away, a smirk playing on his lips. It was clear that he reveled in his power over me, delighting in the emotional turmoil he had unleashed. I felt a surge of anger and frustration rise within me, a fire burning to break free from his control.

he muttered suddenly twirling me around and pulling me back in to his arms again. "Business? Is this the kind of business every American man deals with or is this the kind of business somebody like my father would deal with?" I know it sounded super confusing but he didn't seem to be confused by it, which is all i wanted. "I'm sure you can figure that out on your own, you seem like a clever girl Savanna" He didn't leave me a second to even comprehend his words because as soon as he finished, he took my hand and spun me around, after two twirls he pulled me back in to his arms completely catching me off guard. His hands were now on my back, holding me in place in front of him; I could feel hi

Eric decided he would take her to the Palazzo; it was a lovely little pub for the elite. He wanted a place where he could have a quiet moment with her. He wanted to express his feelings toward her, uninterrupted. He could see she was tense as she barely engaged in a conversation with him, putting in a few words here and there. He did not want to impose himself, he was going to be gentle on her, though that was never his style as he always got his way with women whenever he wanted. He was attractive, well-off, and charismatic.

“What was that? After the place turned back we slowly lost our strength. “It was the strong dark spell called Tenebrous, everything will turn black and the darkness will eat you, you’ll be failed with sadness, anger, loneliness, and every dark emotion that would feed the spell. All the memories that caused these will torture you and if you fail to find happiness in your heart, it will end you. It is way worse than a nightmare.” Rina answered. Timor persist not looking at her and I only nodded. “Did she do that?” I asked while looking at the unconscious witch.

I know that Barrett is no more, so it is time to do away with his people. I start to storm toward the yard where everyone is watching like this is a sideshow attraction. I feel anger building inside me at what these people have done to my family and me, what they have done to my pack. I let my rage and anger take over. I feel like I can sense who is good and who is evil. I let the fire swirl out and find its targets. It was almost like the fire controlled itself. I let it do what needed to be done. I felt arms go around my waist, and I heard a voice in my ear.

"So I'm not just your fuck buddy?" "No." He said vehemently. "Hate me. Loathe me. Despise me. But, don't fucking love me. Otherwise, you'd consume me. More than you already do. Until there's nothing left of me without you. I've been telling myself this for days. It doesn't matter now. You're mine and I want you so much. Back at the Bratva, I closed off my emotions. It was the only way to survive. But, seeing you always increases my emotions tenfold. I'm not blaming what I went through for my actions. I'll make it up to you, but you're staying with me." He squeezed my thigh and I was pretty sure my panties were soaked.

The fact that he was trying to justify his dirty deed made me scrunch my face in disgust. "You got me fired on purpose for your selfish needs and just when I was desperate for a job, you tried to lure me with this fake job advertisement to become your partner and help you out. This was all a fucking plan. Fuck!" I let out a dry laugh, as the realisation sunk in and ran my hands through my hair in frustration and anger, "I must say, well played. God, you know what? You are the most selfish and arrogant person I have ever met. Stay the fuck out of my life," I shouted and walked outside, slamming the door shut behind me and rushed towards the nearest washroom to throw up.

The world tilted. Every emotion colliding at once. Confusion. Hope. Devastation. And something else he wasn’t ready to name.

I said all of this to make our parents face reality. But instead of accepting it, they turned on me. Seeing that I was unharmed and standing there, they went wild. They accused me of everything. "This was all Esmeray's plan! It has nothing to do with Essie! She wanted to marry into a wealthy family and made us do this. Please, let the three of us go and take your revenge on Esmeray instead!" I stood there, feeling stunned as I listened to their words. Any last trace of affection I had for this family was completely destroyed.

Simply go; that's all you can do to make things right. For a few moments, Sharon stood still, hoping her sister might change her mind. Isabella's face stayed frigid and unforgiving. "Fine," Sharon said finally, not audibly enough. "If that is what you want, Isabella, I will go." Sharon returned to her room and curled up on her bed later that evening and watched Ethan play with his favourite toy. Her head was spinning with contradictory feelings: rage, hopelessness, guilt, and a great loss.