Twisted Lovestruck Mga Nobela at Kwento

"My body, my first touch, my first kiss... even my entire ego and pride, I threw them at your feet while begging you not to leave! But you... you actually said that you love your trash husband that much?!" Tristan let out a bitter laugh, one filled with pain and jealousy that burned through his soul. His obsessive sense of possession had now taken root deeply within his chest. If Vivienne considered their relationship nothing more than a physical transaction, then Tristan swore he would turn that transaction into a cage she would never be able to escape for the rest of her life.

I said sarcastically. His jaw tightened. “I never claimed to be Prince Charming, and my love isn’t a fairy tale type of love. I’m a fucked-up person with fucked-up morals. I won’t write you poems or serenade you beneath the moonlight. But you are the only woman I have eyes for. Your enemies are my enemies, your friends are my friends, and if you wanted, I would burn down the world for you.”

Her eyes swollen from crying, her face was pale, but her gaze clearly showed wrath. She asked coldly, "What do you want, Sharon?" Sharon stopped, the words lodged in her throat. "I want to fix this," she said quietly. "I want to make things right between us." With her arms still crossed, Isabella laughed sourly as she walked squarely into the doorway. "Do you think you can fix this? So you believe you could make all of this right? Sharon, you already ruined everything. My trust in you, my relationship with Davis, my whole life all of it is falling apart because of you." Though she forced herself to remain cool,

Charles said, "I know it's hard for you, Dr. Summers, but the evidence at the scene was personally evaluated by your mentor, whom you respect the most. He has never made any mistakes throughout his career, so you should be well aware of what that means." He tightened his grip on the cigarette box as he continued, "Please stop torturing Ruth. She's been suffering all this while." Michael scoffed. "Who hasn't been suffering, then? Elena? Me? Or poor Shirley? Because of that monster's selfishness, Elena was stabbed 56 times at the door, and the culprit is still on the loose! "You people have no idea what it's like, but you want me to forgive her? Listen here. Even if she were burned to ashes ri

“Sienna, honey, you need to get laid. Badly.” My face burned. “I’m serious.” “Yeah, and I’m Jennifer Lopez.” She wiped a tear from her eye. “You think you met a dark, brooding, Italian mafia boss at some fancy gala, and he just… what? Swept you off your feet and whispered sweet nothings in your ear?” I opened my mouth, then closed it. That was exactly what happened. Ariana leaned forward, still smirking. “Let me guess — he had dark hair, a five o’clock shadow, and a suit so sharp it could cut glass?”

“ I love you “ I heard him whisper in between kisses as he grabbed my ass and carried me up in his arms . I wrapped my legs around him, kissing him hungrily . I knew how much I wanted him and I wanted him at that moment and in that place immediately . It seems like Trevor got the sign because the next moment , he put me on the ground and kissed me while grabbing me and pushing me to the glass there . It was just like something happened in a twinkle of an eye , because the next moment , I felt his hard dick poking my ass . Trevor sulked in my ear as he dragged down the show t I was on and before I could tell what was going on his hard dick was deep inside my pussy , drilling my hole to my max

RIN POV Falling in love with him? It would be a mistake coated with sin and lust. The kind that rots you from the inside. One you regret the second the rush fades. My phone buzzed. “You took the pill yourself. We just made you forget that part. And left the part where you tripped. You aren't the first,” the message on my phone read. I scrambled to my feet, my forehead damp with sweat and my heart pounding against my ribs.

As I rubbed my moist tip along her slick slit I asked her, "Are you sure about this lover? You know I like it any way you like it." "I let you tie me up at night, to wake me and have your way with my body - you have never abused my trust. We made love twice so far today, I know you felt it too. I have never trusted anybody as much as you, and I guess I have always been curious about rear entry, I was just limited by the trust thing. Seeing the picture of my old lover put it to that asshole Victor guy's dark hole was a turn-on because I remembered how the Tulip stalk felt in me and it got me curious. Not curious enough for anal... but yes, I want to try it. So put it to me and make your lover

Seeing how much I liked him, Dad reached out to the Twilight pack to discuss an arranged marriage. But after I was abducted and my face temporarily disfigured in that fire, Easton had heartlessly broken off the engagement. It wasn't until I got engaged to Andre that Dad—hoping they'd value and cherish me—offered the Twilight pack a stream of trade deals. That was how the once insignificant Twilight pack rose to power so quickly. I knew the Twilight pack would neither give up those benefits easily, nor would they let me go without a fight. But I also wanted to make them regret everything they had done to hurt me.

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.