Twisted Story Novels & Stories

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.

I must find a way out here before these people kill me! Suddenly, the atmosphere went silent. I took a deep breath and tried to sense the presence around me, but I could only hear the crickets and the noise coming from the trees' swaying branches. Trying to hold my balance, I crawl towards splashing water, which I assume is a waterfall not far from where I am. "Ahhh!" I startled when someone aggressively pulled my hair, causing me to twist in pain! "Do you really think you can outsmart me, Luna?!" A man pulled me closer to his body and strangled me as he whispered in my ears. I can smell his stinky breath and sweat!

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“My what?” “Your fiancée. Remember you told her at your cousin's wedding that you were engaged.” Sebastian cursed under his breath. He remembered now. His mother had been so persistent, so annoying, that he had blurted out a lie just to make her stop. He said he was engaged to someone. He had planned to make up a breakup story later. But then he forgot. And now his mother was coming to meet a woman who didn't exist. “This is a disaster,” Sebastian muttered.

This whole place was starting to look like a maze. “I just have to get out of here soon,” he mumbled to himself. He wasn’t a fan of books, but he was going to do all he could to make sure that he found the truth. Finally, he settled on 4 big books that were laced with images of tree monsters. They were actually a thing, and it was crazy that no one had realised this till now. He pulled the books to the nearby table and dumped them on it. One had a lock, and he skipped that since he didn’t have a key. Focusing instead on the other smaller books.

He made it so. To be honest, I never had a chance, he was playing for the win and I lost. Maybe I was right to think that I could never have the happily ever after, and he wasn't giving me one. Because his love was all Dark and Twisted. (This is the second book of a Duo Series, Readers are advised to read the First book- 'CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance', before this book.) #WrongReasonRightOne #Mafia #Dark #Twisted #Steamy #ReadtheWarnings #SensitiveThemes #Dominant #Caged #Kidnapped #Revenge

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.

The neon sign flickered — Java Haven — casting an unsteady glow over the worn-out chairs. Sliding into a booth by the window, I pressed my palms against my face and exhaled. “What the hell just happened?” I muttered under my breath. I left him. Mid-dance. Mid-sentence. I should’ve felt powerful. Like the heroine of my own story — bold, untouchable. But instead, my mind was a mess of dark eyes and rough hands, of lips too close to my ear and a voice too smooth to be safe. I pulled out my phone and texted the only person who could untangle this madness.

"Tell me who sent you here. I will not do anything to you. I will not hurt you just tell me the truth. Tell me why you look like my wife." My heart clenched when I heard something in his voice. He sounded... begging. I swallowed hard. I wanted to remain strong infront of him. "I am probably her long lost twin sister." I do not know if I am making any sense but do I have to be? No. I do not. It is better for me to be nonsense. Greval is smarter than what I have expected him to be. He will try to twist my mind by his words. He can able to make me admit without me even realizing it. And that is the reason why he is the most cruel Don. He knows how to play games without you even knowing that you

** One year later. The twins’ first birthday was a whirlwind of balloons, cake, and laughter. Alejandro and Antonio—named after Andres’ grandfathers—clapped their tiny hands as the family sang, their giggles filling the air. Celia sat nearby, frail but smiling, her eyes shining as she watched her grandsons. Shortly after the twins celebrated their first birthday, the house was quiet. Celia lay in her bed, surrounded by family. Ainara held her hand while Santino held the other. Andres was there with Jaime, who couldn’t stop sobbing even though he knew this moment would come.