Twisted Stories Novels & Stories

Now, each of them was kneeling, one more submissively than the other. Tired of wasting time, Simon waved his hand. Three bodyguards stepped forward. They grabbed all three of them and dragged them into the abandoned factory. Not long after, their screams echoed from inside. The metallic scent of blood seeped through the tightly shut doors. Even I couldn't help but shiver at this. "Ms. Esmeray, Mr. Stewart would like to meet with you," Simon said. His tone was polite once again as he invited me back into the car.

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.

Alessandro said as he picked up a thumbscrew. These were a particular favourite of his father’s, invented by some barbaric humans centuries before he was born. Alessandro had a room full of these as his most prized possessions in their family home. “Crazy things always happen during full moons. You know that.” “Not like this. This one here,” Alessandro poked one of the humans, “said there was a sex demon in the city.” “Sex demon?” “Succubus or incubi.” “Have you been reading fiction again? Those are just myths.”

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

I changed our position, I was on top of her, I thrusted in her mercilessly, still chocking her. I watched her cry as she begged me to stop hurting her. I was in control, and it turned me on. I finally climaxed. She couldn’t move her legs. Having a threesome with Lia and Jocylene would be a good idea; she has to get better at this. Leaving there, I called for the nurses to come get her. I remembered the call I received. It was from my right-hand man, my closest worker, Torillio; his calling repeatedly aroused my curiosity.

The twins, their eyes wide with interest, cuddled closer to their guardians, eager to listen to the story. Aveline and Killian, their voices interweaving just like the strings of an embroidered artwork, wove a story of two wolf pups, born beneath the Blood Moon, who had uncommon powers. They talked of the challenges the twins faced, the trials they overcame, and the unbreakable bond that guided them through haziness and threat. As the story unfurled, Liam and Luna tuned in eagerness, their creative impulses lighted by the stories of strength, cherish, and give up. They saw themselves within the characters, their own powers reflected within the story's enchantment.

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.

Soon enough, she found herself inside as she sat on a stool. “What can I get you?” the bartender asked. “Something strong,” she said. “Something that will make me forget.” The bartender gave her a look of concern but poured her a glass of liquor, which she drank in one gulp. “Another,” she said. And another. And another. The world began to blur. The pain began to fade, just a little. She made a promise to herself right there and then. “I will get everything back,” she whispered. “I will make them pay for what they did.”

I mean Adam my boyfriend, he never said something like that. “Put your hands up,” somebody interrupted. “Oh no, you got to be kidding me,” I whispered to myself. “What’s happening?” Chris asked me. “Robbery, a thief, and they are having a gun,” I blurted with a terror expression. The owner bash raised his hand and did nothing. Others in the place are sitting like a statue. “Why the humans are like this?” Chris snarled and got up from the table. “Hey, what are you doing?” I whispered. The humans? Why is he telling the humans? He’s human too. Am I right? I asked myself.

Aiden tilted his head and my throat went dry when he said, “Then why did I hear your voice moaning my name when you orgasmed with your fingers inside your pussy?” You can read Twisted Therapist on various online book platforms. This story is about Hayden’s best friend Aiden and his sister Ivy Knight. It has brother’s best friend trope, age gap, mild ddlg theme, very forbidden and a total steamfeast! If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.