Twisted Series Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

Raja sneered. Meanwhile, Tales moved like a vulture, hunting down the conspirators. They weren’t fighters; as they struggle to run for cover, without hesitation, he cut through them one by one. Each strike was quick and with precision, within minutes, the room grew eerily quiet. Blood splatter everywhere. But something was off. These men, if they're truly the executives of the Twilight Organization, they would have dozens of guards if they're going to meet the notorious Dante of scorpion.

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.

The door opened before she could knock, and her mother gasped out. "Sharon!!" Mrs. Miller's hands came to her mouth and her voice shook with so much emotion. Sharon grinned weakly. "Hi, Mom, I am back home." Chapter 1: Homecoming "Sharon!?" Her mother gave her a tight hug, she was careful and avoided pushing Ethan on her arms. "Oh, darling, you're back! Look at you and who is this young prince?." Sharon's mother replied full of excitement. "This is Ethan," Sharon softly stated. “Your grandson.”

I feel like I'm being torn apart like paper and got burned. "Sachi what's wrong?" Idris immediately approached me worried but I couldn't answer. I just kept screaming and like a worm twisted while Idris didn't know what to do and carried me to the front room. I can't stand the pain I'm feeling. What is happening to me? what is this? I felt water dripping down my face and saw Idris' eyes watering. "P-please help me, I can't stand the pain it's piercing through me" I beg as my eyes launch to flow some water. I did nothing and bit Idris' hand that was holding me to ease the pain but it didn't.

There was something about him that drew me in, something that made me want to know him on a deeper level. And so, as we lay there, our bodies entwined and our hearts beating in time, I knew that this was just the beginning of our story. The aftertaste of chili flakes lingered on my tongue, a faint echo of the inferno that had just raged between Spencer and me. It wasn’t the first time we’d used a little spice to liven things up, but this time, the heat seemed to linger in the air long after our bodies had cooled. Spencer, however, wasn’t finished fanning the flames. He lay sprawled on the bed, a picture of post-coital smugness. “Thanks for that,” he said, his voice dripping with something fa

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

"I promised myself that I wouldn't touch you because I know you are vulnerable right now but what do I do about the way I feel, Tisha? I am going crazy for you and as much as I try, I cannot will my mind away from the pleasures that lay in between your legs. What do I do, Tisha? Please tell me what to do." Tisha knew that this was inevitable as she had already foreseen it and the truth was that she also wanted it. She knew it wasn't right but she still wanted it. Her hands moved to Spencer's shirt as she began to unbutton it, "it's okay Spencer, I also want this." The moment he heard Tisha's words, Spencer felt a rush of emotions and devoured Tisha's lips without holding back.

The Song reached its ultimate crescendo—pure, unfiltered, infinite passion remaking reality itself in the image of love without shame. In the radiant, molten afterglow, the group lay together at the pinnacle. Vespera nestled between me and Silas, her body trembling with aftershocks, flushed and gloriously used. Draven held Sable close. Lorien and Wren rested entwined. Rook’s powerful arms sheltered them all. Vespera looked up at us with shining, blissed eyes. “Ninety chapters… and the inferno only grows hotter.” I smiled, kissing her cum-smeared lips. “And it will burn for eternity.”

Handsome with a pointed nose,a sea blue eye ball and a dark hair which was styled backward,his looks were enough to make any woman melt before him but his cold looks and condition would make one have a second thought about him. He has everything a woman would want but he is in a wheelchair,a condition he wasn't born with but the condition life threw him in. He met with an unfortunate fate which took the life of his parents and made him paralyzed on a wheelchair when he was just ten. From a lively and carefree boy,he became cold and insecure because he felt like a liability to others but when he discovered who was behind the death of his parents,he became ruthless and that gave him the streng

Imani was caught in the middle, and she let herself feel it all—the fire, the teasing, the tension, the love, the desire—and it coursed through her like liquid heat. The night stretched on, long and slow, a dance of intimacy, closeness, and teasing. Deep down, Imani knew the fire between them had crossed a line. Once crossed, nothing would ever be the same again.