Twisted Novels & Stories

Her back stiffened with his words and she couldn't tell if he meant it or not, with how calm he was being. She eyed him as he lifted his hand, slowly, as if giving her every chance to drive the glass forward. She didn’t though. Her arm felt locked in place. Two fingers caught the wrist holding the bottle and she let out a scream at the sudden contact. Her fingers felt numb with fear, an immense amount of fear flowing through her veins. “Drop it, cara mia.” Her fingers spasmed open almost before the command finished registering. The broken neck clattered against the marble, spinning once before dropping and shattering into piece.

Twisted, sharp, almost alive. Then it burned red. And I knew. Veyrix. The name alone made my stomach twist. The old god. The one Freya dreamed about. The one that spoke to her in her sleep. I stepped closer. That’s when I saw the message beneath the symbol. A warning. “The wolf you love is no longer yours.” I froze. The words cut deeper than any blade. I felt like the earth dropped out beneath my feet. My chest tightened. I couldn’t breathe.

I thought again. But just then, I began to perceive a sweet scent of cologne mixed with ginger, so sweet that I could not help but to sniff. My legs were shivering, and my lips were shaking with excitement. But I didn't know what was making me so happy and also making my legs Shiver hard. Then, I heard the word that made me Shiver with even more excitement. "Mate! Mate!" My wolf screamed at me. I could feel the mate bond now, so strong that I wanted to be one with him forever.

That explained his frown and why he turned down Sergio's request to escort me to Tobias' house for the interview. The car that had brought me pulled up in front of a large, modern chateau that matched Tobias' aesthetics. It was challenging to read him. From my research, he was extremely private and uptight. The news of his anniversary a few weeks ago had come as a shock to everyone, and within hours, it had vanished as if it were an error. The underground cyber team of the Abyss had that information up their sleeves, making access relatively easy. His wife, Gianna Whitlock. The name sounded familiar—too familiar—but I brushed the thought aside.

"Sure" Unintentionally- Adrian's fingers brushed against her skin gently. To him—it was nothing But nothing was something to Carolina. Adrian walked away with the man. "Who ever thought we'd meet again?" A voice said behind Carolina. Woo- Jin. Carolina lips parted "Surprised?" He asked Carolina looked around for Adrian Not sure why, but she had to. "You don't have to be scared. I don't bite" he said, a smug smile curving on his lips.

“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.

His thrusts grеw morе еrratic, morе frеnziеd, еach onе a sеaring brand lashing across hеr sеnsеs. Sarah tееtеrеd on thе еdgе of thе abyss, еvеry fibеr of hеr bеing coilеd taut in brеathlеss anticipation of thе rеlеasе that dancеd maddеningly just out of rеach. Shе nееdеd it, cravеd it with a hungеr so primal it dеfiеd rationality.

The Twist was hidden in the technology. Earlier, Daniel had performed a "digital handshake" to bypass the gala’s firewall. He had told me it was to track Pierce. I didn't see the trick yet. I only saw the betrayal. I only felt the sting of being the fool who had helped the wolf into the sheepfold.

I want to break free, grab something sharp, and carve this twisted temptation out of my life. What the fuck is all this?