Twisted Fate Of Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I love Melanie's rough side, but Shawn is so gentle and each caress was filled with love and compassion. Each stroke left a fire in it's wake, spreading until I felt like I'd combust from the inside. Each kiss felt like I was being cast under her spell, leaving me wanting more, but she isn't mine to take more than what's offered. I love Melanie in more ways I can explain, but a piece of me will always love Shawn and crave her next caress. I know Melanie feels the same for Beth, just by how she's holding her, broken while her wife lays in a deep slumber.

Is this a coincidence or somekind of twisted fate! There's no such thing as Fate where am from...

"Wasn't I good enough for you, Anya?" His stare was a silver needle piercing my heart. Good? He was better than good. He was perfect. No omega could ever dream of an Alpha’s love so complete. But before I could make a sound, a graceful woman stepped forward and took Lachlan's arm. "Lachlan, don't waste your grief on a low-life omega like her. Her soul is tainted. She was never worthy of your love. The Moon Goddess will punish her for this betrayal." "Once she's dead," she purred, "I will be by your side. Your true mate."

Love stories, moments of resilience, and unforeseen twists became not just narratives but cosmic energies that shaped the very fabric of reality within and beyond the mansion's walls. In the twist of this astral exploration, they encountered celestial gateways within the cosmic ledger, leading them to ethereal realms where the threads of destiny were woven into intricate patterns. Symbols on the pages, now alive with transcendent glow, guided them through astral landscapes where the transformative power of love, resilience, and unforeseen twists reverberated in a timeless dance.

These very qualities make you the thorn in the garden of my love, the barrier to the destiny Hyacinth and I are meant to share. But fate, dear one, is not without its sense of humor. Shall we let the wheel spin? A gentle roll of the roulette to decide who shall remain and who shall fall? Perhaps this time, the odds will not be so merciful. Prepare yourself, my lovely adversary. For even the strongest shields can splinter under the weight of inevitability. XOX

There was everything in that—every emotion of love and obsession. They were meant to be together but after a lot of sacrifices. The fate took a long sigh as it did what it was meant to do with just a little bit of cruelty as for someone there is just cruelty and no happy endings. But still they turn out fine because it's the cycle of fate and everything eventually fell into all the right places. *

Ava's pov: I got up, preparing to leave, but before I could take a step, he pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "I love you, unconditionally," he murmured against my ear. "And everyone calls that obsession. But I never forced you to love me. I never manipulated you. I never interfered when you were with Darsh—not until I found out he was cheating on you. And even then, I waited four years for you to heal before I ever made a move."

“I continued to love her. Knowing that no matter what, these men were flings, nothing more. I was to be her forever, and she mine. However, when I was eighteen, we officially were engaged. For the first time, I saw something in her eyes. Not hatred but resentment. The following months I killed five men. All of which I’d confirmed touched her. Touched my fiancé.” “I pleaded with her to stop, that she was to be faithful, just as I had always been. She scoffed at me. It was the first time she put be down for being the last in line for my own family. Our engagement was to be two years and when I turned nineteen, I found out in my birthday she had joined an orgy in France. That was when I took it

And why was my Fate has to tangle with him? Why do I have the misfortune of knowing Dylan Windell and lost in our passion that night?