Novel & Cerita Twisted Love Read Online

Trevor smiled. "Right? I didn't know I could be so corny ... Ahah... See what you're making me do?" Max touched the back of his neck sheepishly. "Anyway, I want you to know that no one else makes me feel the way you do. You helped me see a flower blossom in the desert ... You are so special to me and I swear it will always be that way. I would do anything for you" Max took Trevor's hand tenderly "So you think you can trust me on that and give me your love?" "Do I really have any choice? It seems I can't live without you"

He started moving those fingers, watching me with lust filled eyes. "Slowly, my hatred for you turned into fondness. You became my rock. You became my home. You know when you bought me a car? There was a picture of you in the glove compartment. When I got really angry, I touched myself and wiped my fingers on your face in the photo. I love confessing my sins to you. I secretly love when you tell me what to do. I love when you tell me to call you daddy. I love you so much Geo. You are the only love of my life. " "Fuck." He cursed and placed his tongue between my legs, probably because of what I said about his photo. He bit my clit and I screamed.

“Why are you surprised? He kicked me out of the pack. Out of my home. Turned Týr into his own twisted Alpha. If any king would need to be removed…” “Auri, don’t say that. You don’t mean it.” Her head rested on my chest, her legs interweaving into mine. “How could you still love someone like me, Hector? How did you not become twisted like him?” I sighed and pressed my lips to her forehead. “Maybe because you weren’t mine to begin with. I never had that possessive feeling. I loved you absolutely but you were not mine. Never were mine and I convinced myself never to be mine. How could I twist myself when I already felt like I was being a terrible Gamma, falling in love with my Alpha’s Luna? Was

She could see the war in his eyes, the constant tug between the ruthless leader and the man learning how to love, how to trust, how to feel without fearing the consequences. She pressed a kiss to his chest, over the beating heart that had softened for her in ways she never thought possible. “Come back to bed with me. Just for a while.” He hesitated, then finally nodded. As they walked back hand in hand, the storm began to calm outside, but the one within them still stirred quietly, dangerously, like a tide gathering strength beneath the surface.

As her breath caught, we gazed at each other for such a long while, two individuals burnt and lost and who had loved in the wreckage. Then I gave a kiss of love to her. Hard. It was not sweet nor soft. One loud, gasping instant joined desire, grief, and wrath. My hand did support the back part of her neck as my fingers did twist through all of her hair. Her hands squeezed against my chest in fact, and her lips separated under mine. She tasted tequila and distress. Her midsection felt my other hand glide down its form, pulling her nearer. I secured her to myself then. She in part whined for an acquiescence, in part for a resistance.

The walls felt like they were closing in on me, pressing against my skin, making it hard to breathe. I wiped my tears away quickly, but I hated that he had seen them. I hated how Scout had shamelessly flirted with Tiana right in front of me, as if I wasn’t even there. We were married, even if it was just a fake marriage. Did that not mean anything to him? Did he really have to disrespect me like that? And then, there was that kiss. I touched my lips, the memory of it still burning there. He had stolen my first kiss. My first kiss wasn’t supposed to be like that. Not with him and not like this. I clenched my fists, swallowing down the overwhelming emotions threatening to consume me.

He looked at the dark television then the golden cakes on the floor, he reached out with a trembling hand, picking one up. He took a bit, swallowing it like it was poison. I should have felt victory but it left a sour taste in my mouth, feeling like a villain. Then a text came in. “The body in the hospital or the Omega you keep hidden, which one do you love more, you are a sick human Kieran Vale, or did you put the other Omega in there from fucking him into a near death state.”

I'll like to see how that courage and hate will turn into lust for me". Elara's eyes fluttered shut for a second, trying to block him out, but the heat of his body, the scent of blood and wine and that dark cologne, pressed in on her from every side. She felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly up and down the column of her throat, not choking now, just stroking, possessively, like he was petting something he already owned. Her pulse jumped under his touch, traitorously fast, and she hated how loud it sounded in her ears. "I'd like to see how much of me you can take in your tiny throat"

“I see you, Cain. I see you.” His hands slide up my back, holding me close as I ride him nice and deep. Every thrust makes my clit grind against him, and the pressure keeps building in this warm, heavy way that feels dangerous. “I’m terrified I’m falling in love with the wrong twin,” I admit against his mouth, my voice cracking as I start to shake. Cain wraps his arms around me tighter, one hand cradling the back of my head. He kisses me slowly still buried to the hilt inside me. “You’re not,” he murmurs, his voice thick. “You’re finally falling for the right one.”

Carolina sat curled up in the velvet armchair beside the fireplace, a book open in her lap but she had not turned the page in ten minutes. Instead, she stared at the words without seeing them. “How am I supposed not to fall for him,” she whispered to herself pressing the book against her chest, “when he notices things like this?” She hated that her heart softened for him, she hated it because Adrian was cruel, cold and dangerous. And yet somehow, he remembered the exact edition of her favorite book, that alone makes her stomach growled. With a sigh, she placed the book down and headed toward the kitchen but she slowed when she heard voices.