Twisted Love By Ana Huang Novels & Stories

"I believe you. Don't worry…" Just then, a small scalpel sliced into Michael's chest. "Damn it!" When Charles saw Michael's figure wavering, his expression shifted as he hastily took out his gun. "Don't do anything stupid, Shirley!" Michael's face was filled with disbelief. "W-Why?" "Because I love you, Michael." Shirley quickly removed the scalpel from Michael's chest. Then, she held it against his neck as her vicious smile contorted. "I was the one who fell for you first, but Elena got to you before I did! You even had a sister who's nothing but a ridiculous eyesore!

Her emerald eyes glisten as she checks each page of the album, humming a lullaby that matches her mood. She raised her head and looked at the door when someone knocked, still smiling ear to ear. "Please come in." She answered kindly. Her voice was sweet with an American accent. A woman in a dark suit wielding a katana on her back lowered her head when she entered and saw the woman. "Madam? We have already executed your plans." Her protruding green eyes went wide blissfully when she heard the good news. "That fast? Excellent work! Finally." She stood from her seat and proceeded towards the glass wall, which faced the sunset in the west. Her face is beaming with joy, but deep in her eyes, even

The candles here and there created those I*******m aesthetics that were in trend these days. The end of the fall season and the coming of winter mingled the night chilly air perfectly with humidity. The perfect weather for a romantic date. A slow romantic piece of jazz music started playing, and it lifted the mood instantly. The soft tune of the piano with the trumpet crafted the atmosphere, sultry and dreamy. “You didn’t need to go through this much, Nathan.” She placed her hands on the table. “But all of this is so beautiful. I love it all.” “What you are giving me in front of that is nothing.”

She will drive me up the wall. She kept putting more and more makeup on her face. I guess she's hiding all her fakeness underneath those layers. So much for a man who by the sound of it is not interested in her. Her vanity is blinding her to the truth in front of her. I've never been in love, I don't know what it feels like but iI wouldn't force myself on anyone. I shook my head and just let her be, she's none of my concern anyway. .....................................................................

On an abandoned road, a black Jeep Wrangler was speeding in the opposite direction from the city of North Bay. The atmosphere outside was calm with nothing visible in the sight except for the illuminated road and vast spread of darkness. A beautiful girl was lying in the backseat of the car. Her fair skin was looking like porcelain under the light coming from the full moon. Her eyes were covered with a black cloth and her limbs were tied with ropes. She was wearing a beautiful wedding gown and looked like a fallen angel. She was not sleeping but unconscious.

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

She whispers, but I get her feeling. It takes a lot for Hazel to open up with anyone. If she is saying or confessing her love for anyone, then I must say that person genuinely wins a Nobel Prize. In my eyes, that’s the greatest thing to do. Making Hazel secure enough so she can be vulnerable enough to talk about her feelings is an outstanding achievement for humanity. And Brian did that. He did the same thing with my heart, too. With his silly words, stupid behavior, annoying frown, bad temper, cute smile, intense sex, sweet gestures, hungry kisses, unlimited tolerance for my rubbish, he wins my heart in a heartbeat.

Chang'e retorted and took another gulp of her wine and poured more into it. "Twisted, yes.. I am a twisted person." Xuan Wu turned his gaze to meet hers, "Do you dislike me now?" Xuan Wu leaned closer toward Chang'e when she poured the wine from the cup to her mouth. Watching Xuan Wu's action, her hand froze. Xuan Wu stopped leaning closer when his face was close to Chang'e, close enough to feel each other's breathing. "Because you know I am twisted, maybe I should lock you in my palace." He whispered as twisted smile appeared on his face. But..

I even added a love diagram on top of it. I threw the book on the ground as I sighed. I feel like I am going insane. I thought about tomorrow and I can't help but think of them watching the fireworks as they kiss passionately. They are even walking down the pathway of the night street as they hold hands. Oh God! I am insane. Insane or not, I need to stop them from going tomorrow and it's all because I know Hilary is a witch, that's all. I have a long nose right now.