Twisted Never After Series Novels & Stories

Claire felt like the ground beneath her feet had vanished. Ryan threw Mason backward, sending him crashing into a side table, which splintered under his weight. But Mason only laughed again, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "You think this is the end?" Mason sneered. "This is just the opening move." He dragged himself to his feet, brushing dust from his jacket. "I’ll be seeing you both very soon," he said with a mocking bow. "And next time... it won’t be so polite." Without another word, Mason slipped into the shadows and disappeared through a hidden passage behind the bookshelf, leaving nothing but echoes—and unanswered questions—behind him.

he laughed. “Don’t worry about that. I’m not in a rush. Let’s drink.” William chuckled — just earlier she had been desperate to find out about Gabriel’s other woman, but now she seemed to have forgotten everything. “The mood sure has changed, Ma’am,” William said. “William, just drink,” Jennifer replied. They continued drinking until Jennifer, already drunk, leaned closer to William. (At this point, the two give in to their emotions — both lost in alcohol and pain. The scene fades to black, implying they slept together.)

A month passed, everything seems to be back to normal, her life was gradually becoming less dramatic and she loved it, Aisha and Daisy's friendship became tighter than ever, they always protected each other more. Today, there was a charity event hosted in their school, they were both in charge and major contributors to the event. Everything was going as the mood was light, while they both danced together. All of a sudden, Aisha felt strange, the room seemed slow, she looked around, she could feel his presence, she looked at the door, she could have sworn she saw Daniel passed with an evil smirk on his face. She couldn't breath, the air was suffocating, she felt stiff, Daisy noticed this, she

Thiago mostly. We were sent to take a role as being in high school and it was only supposed to last a couple months. A couple months turned in to a year and here we are, still chasing after Austin and his antics because he's a little snake. To break it down, the schools lover boy Austin Reynolds was part of a rival gang who raped and murdered girls just for not being good at sex. If that wasn't bad enough they also took part in human trafficking with girls as young as 14.

Their defense is second to none, they attack so fiercely and powerfully. I could see a purple syringe sliding out of my Uncle’s sleeve. He surged forward sneakily, aiming the needle at my neck. I take a step back, squaring my shoulders as I hit his hand, which should make the syringe fall off but he holds onto it tightly. I break his arm, twisting it upwards as his bones bulge out, hitting his wrist as the syringe falls off. Immediately it rolls under my feet, I step on it with my shoes breaking it.

Slamming the door open abruptly, staring at Lucas, she stated out of breath, "The twins... the twins are missing, Lucas!”

I said, following closely behind him as he rose from the chair. “We’ll see who ends up worse off,” he replied, a playful grin spreading across his face. “Tell me!” I grabbed his shirt, turning him around to face me. “I put you inside bed, and lots of things happened,” he whispered softly in my ear. My eyes went wide open as he spoke. I snapped, pushing him backward. “You didn’t touch me! That’s what a psychopath would do. You are more twisted, Nick Leister.” “Hmmm, am I?”

He just couldn’t believe his life had taken such a turn. “Thank you” He mumbled after she was done fixing it. “I wonder how Lara is doing in your body now?” Kate thought out loud; “I think I should call her” She added and walked out ahead of Liam. Liam picked up his towel and strapped it around his chest, just as other ladies do before he walked out of the bathroom. His hair was dripping wet and he didn’t bother to tie a towel around it just like Kate and that was because he had not yet learnt how to tie the towel around his head.

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.