Twisted Love Series Book 2 Novels & Stories

I whispered, my voice trembling slightly as I glanced nervously around the room. My heart pounded, but I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or the sudden rush of emotions seeing him again stirred inside me. Vito stepped closer, his presence overwhelming as he towered over me. The distance between us disappeared in an instant, his hand reaching for mine before I could pull away. His touch was warm, familiar, and it sent a wave of unwanted nostalgia coursing through me. “Maybe not,” he said, his voice low, steady, pulling me in like it always had. “But I am. And I’m not leaving until we figure this out.”

“Let it be what it is.” In that space, tangled together, teasing, laughing softly, pressing close, brushing fingertips along skin, Imani felt it—the delicate balance of desire, jealousy, love, and intimacy, mingling, stretching through them. She had never felt more alive. The night moved slowly, deliberately, each movement a small, thrilling pulse of connection, building a rhythm that was playful and intense, tender and daring.

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"

She stands up from the bed, glaring at Lauren. Lauren knew what was coming for her, so she shifted back a little bit. “Don't you dare move,” Melissa mumbled. She stretched her body and held Lauren's hair. Lauren yelps in pain, and Melissa tightens her grip on her hair. “I am sorry, I won't do it again,” Lauren pleaded. Melissa chuckled and let go of her hair. She wanted to cause more pain to Lauren but she changed her mind trying not to ruin the nails she had done the previous day.

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.

“Tell me now. Do you love me? Will you return my feelings? Will you want me as your wife?” He lifted his hands to rake his fingers through his hair, until realizing he wore a scarf and couldn’t remove it. He growled and paced in front of the window, flexing his hands by his side. The ache in his chest intensified. What was wrong? Something ailed him, and he wished it would leave him in peace. Did he love her? Angrily, he shook his head. No. How could he love a spy—someone who purposely tried to kill him? He faced her, his ragged breath coming out painfully now. Sadness coated her expression, but she lifted her stubborn chin and squared her shoulders. He shook his head. “No, Isabelle. I don’t

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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.

He actually never did anything except mourning for her disappearance. Maze already read his thought and sneered," You never even tried to solve the predicaments with the one you claimed to love the most. How can I dare to fall in love with you then? How can I trust you with my heart when you couldn't take care of the heart of your first love. The one who slits throats without any second thought can never love someone. You can never love someone. Please leave before I end up acting on your will. Please don't force me, I'm not yet ready to accept you," Maze tried to move out of his grip but he held her tight and with tears in his eyes whispered in a barely audible tone, "Then give me one last

The love I knew now was something harder and more honest than that, it was a kind of love that has been tested, fractured and set aside, then picked back up. Love is tender and kind, especially when you find the right person. You’ll know this because it won’t feel like a battle you are constantly losing and it won’t feel like walking on ice, always braced for the moment the ground gives way beneath you. Love is Bruno De’ Luca. THE END Book Two Coming Soon. (Probably on Monday) A/N Hi! We’ve come to the end of Bruno and Isabella’s story, though they will still appear in the story of Leila and the Barbarian Prince. Book Two will continue inside this same book, any other information will be ann