Twisted Tales Series Novels & Stories

Till the next story! SEQUENCE OF DESTINED SERIES #1 Alpha Queen’s Destined Hybrid #2 Alpha Twin’s Rogue Mate #3 Alpha King’s Damsel in Distress That’s all! Truly yours, Hiraeth Faith (marshmallowssprinkle)

Damn it. I tried to remember who was chasing me and their goal, but it made my head spin even more. What were they trying to get from me? What does this have to do with the accident I had the night Ares found me? What kind of world am I from? Is it possible that Ares and my worlds aren't so far apart, based on what I see in my dreams and the occurrence of scenarios in my mind? I was surprised to feel one of Scar's hands on my thighs, so I turned to him and ruffled his thick fur on his head. In response, he gave me a purr and a light dodge on my arm.

I felt said brother stirring beside me and went back to reading the note before he snatched it from me. Dear Twins, If you haven’t figured it out, this book is a fairytale rewrite of Robin Hood and a mature reverse harem book. Reverse harem means one female and multiple males, and in the end, the female gets all of them instead of having to choose. Don’t come looking for me, or you will just ruin the story. Though you have to at least try a bit because it’s expected. I’ll be at the castle trying to steal the treasure while you take on the train. What is going to happen at the castle? Well, you’ll find out soon enough. If I just tell you the story, it will ruin all the surprises. I will tell

It is taking a toll on me mentally and physically, and everything is just too much. I know this is not what you bargained for, but I promise to make it up to you soon. I have three more stories upcoming, and they are bloodier than all the things you have ever seen. One of them includes Book 3 of Twin Tormentors. So if you have not read it yet, make sure you give it a go while waiting for book three that will be published by 1st April. Now this I promise you, those three books are going to be amazing, totally worth all the wait and trouble.

I ask Marty after hearing his explanation. "In the middle of the four directions which is north, west, east and south. Montromey is the main palace of Arsel land but there are two smaller palaces too. Vampire palace and Taeyoan palace" oh my gosh then if they succeed in taking these two smaller palaces the paradise of Montromey will be gone for good. "Vampire palace can't be touched though as for we all know what's between us and them" Atreyu cleared. "Even though wolves and vampire are some kind of enemies many of these two race still befriend each other of course I'm one of them too I have vampire friends" Idris defend.

I scoped the area to only see the two girls, I didn't know what the fuck their names were but I knew they were twins and I knew they were friends with her. As they walked past me, I stopped them. "Where's Isabella?" I asked, watching as they looked at each other before they looked at me. "We don't know" they both said in unison. This was some twin telepathy shit and I didn't fuck with that. "I'm pretty sure you do. Where the fuck is she?" I asked once again feeling even more angry. I hated repeating myself. "She just left. Don't bother looking for her." One of them said before they walked away.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Gwendolyn waving her hands over Aurora’s body, which begins to float along at her side, following her towards Cassandra’s portal. I let out a roar, extending my wings, which are powerful enough to force the vampires around me to scatter, and chase after Gwendolyn. There are two vampires standing with Cassandra, guarding her portal; one of them charges at me, but I catch him by his throat and squeeze; my claws tear into his flesh and his head fully detaches from his body.

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.

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

I couldn't bring myself to call her mother, but I managed to loosen my stiff arms to rub her back, "It can't be that bad." "If that man touches one hair on your head, I swear-" "That's enough," the large man barked. It was then that I noticed that he had an accent and several tattoos running up his neck. And was that a gun tucked into his waist band? Who the fuck were these people? "Don’t fuck this up," she hissed into my ear before pulling away and dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. The goon grabbed me by my elbow and began to lead me up the stairs.