Twisted Series Fan Art Novels & Stories

I shrugged before pushing the lid of the ink away and with a swift movement I jerked the ink bottle onto her face causing the ink to dribble down from her nose and chin to her outfit. She gasped, and I chuckled. "Now get lost" I shouted, and she cried before running out from there. winter's POV:- NOTE (don’t get confused read, whenever I am taking Sophia and winter’s name they both are the same person please remember, it I will talk about her sister I will inform you using sister word with some mean adjective) "Hmm.....so you're the new assistant of Mr Warren?" Two girls who I suppose work there scanned me from the head to my toe as I changed into a black office outfit provided by the staff.

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

Bernard closed the gap. “I will put you through the process practically. I know I have told you everything you need to do”, Damien nodded positively. “Excuse me, I’ll be back with my tools”. I was left alone with Damien. He took off his facecap and I could see it clearly. I was wrong. He had the face of a fierce hit man like Torillio’s; I preferred hanging around cute men. Damien was a turn off for me; “Lie on the bed please”. I did as he requested, he moved closer to examine me.

Shannon POV I could feel my anger rising, my heart beating hard, my feet trembling, my head flaming and I gnashed my teeth. I could feel my anger rising so badly that I had to clutch my hands to control my rising anger. "I am the one that is worth this position, not her and I can't allow her to have it." I growled in my head. My twin sister, Sharon, was about to be crowned the ambassador of the Blue Moon pack. I had always craved this position but she just came from nowhere and snatched it away from me just like that.

He crossed his arms and rested his elbow on the armchair, his palm supporting his tilted head as if he were assessing the children. “Tales,” Raja called out, indicating he was scared. “I know,” was all Tales could mutter as he didn’t look away from the man’s face. He stared at it as if engraving the man’s face into his memory. He clenched his teeth. The man smirked darkly and stood at the center of the mezzanine. “Welcome to Twilight Organization. I am happy and excited that some of you will be part of our family,” said the twisted man.

I was anxious but there was no way that I was going to let him know that he terrified me. “What was that?” He growled. “What was what?” I frowned at him. I was genuinely confused. “Back at breakfast. The fact you think you can flirt with another man in my presence is beyond me” he spat. His face was few inches from mine and I got a clear view of the tattoo that was intricated across his neck. It was an interesting one. “Look at me when I'm talking to you” he growled again.

“Consider it done.” “And the Volkovs?” Alessandro’s jaw ticked. “We don’t move yet. Not until I have proof.” The twins groaned. “Boring,” Matteo muttered. Marco added, “Can we at least blow something up for fun?” Luca took a step toward them, but Alessandro lifted a hand. “Leave them.” The twins beamed like they’d won a prize. But beneath Luca’s irritation was something deeper — a loyalty forged in blood and years of hardship.

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.

She asked "No" he turned to leave then his eyes fell on the painting with a blanket on it at the corner of the room. The painting of Adrian and Justin bonding. A sudden realization dropped in Adrian's heart. Did her painting come to life already? "Is something wrong?" She asked and Adrian just walked away. Carolina walked towards the painting and checked it out. A smile grew on her face "I finally accomplished something, didn't I?" She smiled proudly "It's not perfect though" she tilted her head then heard little footsteps behind her

“What more do you want from me.” “What I want..”, Brian said with a smile. “ Is to buy one of your guns.” Drake raised his eyebrows in curiosity, where was this man going with this. “And shoot you in the face. Just like those terrorists did to my nephew.” “Because I’m trash?” Drake offered. “Scum.” Brian spat. At that moment the audience burst out in cheers at how Brian had put Drake in his place. “That’s all for tonight, folks.” Brian said warmly to his audience both home and abroad.