Twisted Love Chapter 22 Novels & Stories

“Yes.“ I wasn't expecting him to answer, he might think I was fooling around but his answer assured my whole being. “If you say you love me.“ “I love you.“ Probably the best night making me want to stay up all night, I'm afraid I might wake up the next morning losing everything again. “I love you more than you could imagine.“ Then he pulled me closer, I willingly closed my eyes as our lips met. I could sense that he want something more but his wound was stopping him so I pinched his nose. “Rest now.“ “You just said you love me, don't expect me to sleep as no confession happened.“ I kissed his forehead and hugged his arm. I care nothing anymore, I want to be happy and if being happy means cro

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

Xavier leaned forward, his hot breath fanned my ear as he spoke in a husky voice. "Looking for this, love?" ~~~❤~~~ End of second chapter. Thank you guys. If you like my story please vote for my story to show your appreciation. Love you guys.💞

Rhea Morreti, the female lead and the daughter of a Sicilian gang member; was meant to be a silent spy and was planted in the Vitale family to dismantle them from within, under the guise of an arranged marriage with Adriano Vitale, the son of a rival gang leader. But when her own brother, Dante, exposes her to further his own agenda, she becomes the scapegoat for a war she never planned to fight alone. Marked for execution, she barely escapes with her life—only to return stronger, deadlier, and carrying a secret that could shake the very foundation of their world. Even though Adriano Vitale never wanted the marriage, he didn’t want Rhea dead, especially since they had fallen for each other.

I would love to watch some of those wolves, who took pride in their control, squirm. He got out of his chair. “I don’t think it’s a good idea. The last thing I want to do is have you back in that bed for a month. When you see them it might make it worse.” I shook my head and concentrated on my sandwich. “I won’t do anything. I’m numb to all of this now. I want to meet the woman who’s taken the place I wanted to be in.” He stared at me as I put things back where they belong. “I want you to think about this before you decide you want to go.”

Pop, pop. Ixora shrugged dismissively. "You have nothing to worry about," she whispered. Cherry settled into the front seat, and Jake resisted the urge to smile triumphantly. Ixora pushed the hurt aside, smiling sadly. Cherry had no idea what awaited her in their destination. Does my twin still love me beneath the hatred? Well, only the future would tell. Ixora had a plan, one that would change their lives or destroy them forever. . . .

As we drifted into slumber, I couldn't help but smile, knowing that our love had the power to overcome any obstacle that stood in our way. Chapter 16 had revealed a deeper bond between us, intertwining our hearts and bodies in a passionate dance of love. It was a chapter that spoke of redemption, healing, and the profound connection that can be found even in the midst of chaos. Little did we know that the events of that night would set the stage for the challenges and triumphs that awaited us in the chapters to come.

At this woman who'd seen every lie I'd ever told and loved me anyway. "That's everything," I said. She kissed me. And we walked into the sunset like we had all the time in the world. --- End of Chapter 228

New love was strong, the alliance stronger, but the enemy had no heart, no mercy. The chapter closed on cliff-edge tension: love, grief, rage, alliance, and danger. The shadow waited.

BOOK 3: Chapter 20: Forbidden Love After that intense exercise, they both lie spent on the bed, tangled in each other’s limbs, their skin slick with sweat, hearts still hammering in their chests. The air between them is thick with heat, silence broken only by the sound of their ragged breathing. She’s nestled against him, fingers splayed across his chest, while his arms cradle her as if letting go would cause him to fall apart. He chuckles softly, shaking his head with a breathless smile as he brushes a few damp strands of hair away from her flushed face.