Novel & Cerita Twisted Stories

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THE BOOK IS NOW RELEASED, YOU CAN ADD IT TO YOUR LIBRARIES! TWISTED MARRIAGE- A DARK MMF MAFIA ROMANCE A. Gupta

Shit, that confession is stupid if he doesn't want me then he shouldn't have told me about it. “You crawled,” she said seriously that made me blink twice so fast and tilt my head to the right. Later on, she blurted into laughter while keeps on pointing at me. “That is funny if only mom and dad were here and saw that reaction of yours. Of course, you walked on your two feet moron. How can you not know how you got home? What is happening to you?” she explained still laughing. “What happens when two werewolves mated to each other but the other rejects its mate?” I asked and my sister Akira suddenly stopped laughing and she gave me a confusing look before she gazed at her mate Scar.

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.

I turn to face the door as he walks in. “That seems to have gone well. Seems Mrs. Hernandez is everything they say she is”, my dad smiles, as if her being a total psycho is the best thing ever. Twisted minds, I guess that’s what we all are in the Mafia, just in different ways, but all still twisted. “Yes, seems it’s an easy task and we will have a very powerful ally for life. It’s a win, win situation for us”, I grin, thinking about how to put that new connection to good use.

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

I have to stand for a few seconds as sweat breaks out in tingles under my arms. "Room service," a man says from the other side of the door. Shaking, I let him. He pushes a cart inside, sets it up, and pauses. "Anything else?" he asks. Expecting a tip. But unfortunately for him, I have no money. "No, thanks, that's everything." He frowns but leaves. I shut the door behind him, lock the deadbolt, then practically run to the bottle of champagne. I don't bother pouring it into a glass. I break out the cork then pour it down my throat, my hands trembling at the thought of Gregory Callahan looking into the fake story Scar spun them.

Imani whispered, voice low and breathless, fingers tightening around theirs, “I never imagined it could feel like this… all of this.” Zariah leaned closer, cheek brushing along hers, lips tracing the curve of her jaw with slow, teasing warmth. “Neither did I,” she murmured, voice soft, playful, deliberate. “But I wouldn’t change a second of it.” Every word, every brush of her fingers, carried a spark, a thrill, a daring sense of discovery that made Imani’s chest tighten in delicious tension.