Twisted Threads Novels & Stories

The maid quickly hurried off, and moments later, a hot cup of coffee was served in the estate office. Andres was already dressed in jeans and a polo shirt. He paired it with loafers and sat in front of his laptop. He had two extra monitors beside him. The surroundings were quiet, but on the screen, a flood of emails greeted him. He opened his inbox—messages from the Manila office, contracts, bidding updates, names that seemed familiar but made no sense to him. The more he read, the more his head throbbed. He couldn’t understand any of it. It was like trying to piece together a puzzle with mismatched pieces.

His thrusts grеw morе еrratic, morе frеnziеd, еach onе a sеaring brand lashing across hеr sеnsеs. Sarah tееtеrеd on thе еdgе of thе abyss, еvеry fibеr of hеr bеing coilеd taut in brеathlеss anticipation of thе rеlеasе that dancеd maddеningly just out of rеach. Shе nееdеd it, cravеd it with a hungеr so primal it dеfiеd rationality.

I had even complained a bit about being exhausted. When I complained about a painful lower back, they sent me home without completing my shift. My patient was overweight and would not cooperate and use the lift we had to help him up. The stubborn jerk didn’t even look sorry when I walked out holding my back. While my employer appreciated the dedication I was showing, I needed to take a step back and take care of myself.

Said the mother, wheezing and trying to avoid coughing. “Mama. Tell me.” Angela insisted, her eyes pleaded with her mother. “For my special case which is due to a complication. I’m gonna need 500k dollars to get started.” “When is it starting?” Angela asked. “As soon as I pay for the treatment.” “Where are we gonna get that kind of money, especially in time?” Angela said. It was a rhetorical question, they knew they couldn’t get that’s kind of money easily. “I just need a big scoop,” Angela said to her soon losing consciousness mother. “ Something that I can monetize.”

Seeing how much I liked him, Dad reached out to the Twilight pack to discuss an arranged marriage. But after I was abducted and my face temporarily disfigured in that fire, Easton had heartlessly broken off the engagement. It wasn't until I got engaged to Andre that Dad—hoping they'd value and cherish me—offered the Twilight pack a stream of trade deals. That was how the once insignificant Twilight pack rose to power so quickly. I knew the Twilight pack would neither give up those benefits easily, nor would they let me go without a fight. But I also wanted to make them regret everything they had done to hurt me.

“The other girls aren’t concerned about that.” “Well, I’m not like most other girls.” “You’re not?” He scoffed. “I’d say you are. Ordinary lips…” His hands moved gently over my lips. “An empty gaze…” His fingers brushed my hair back. “A neck…” Immediately, I pushed his hands away. “What’s that?” he asked. “A knot.” “A knot?” He raised a brow. “To show how twisted you are?” He laughed softly. I pushed him back. “To show how strong I am.”

Adrien lived. And for that, she would fight until nothing was left of her. The Ancient’s howl deepened, shaking the void. The endless eyes blinked furiously, closing one by one, as though shielding themselves from her fire. You would defy me for him? Then let him be your undoing, The abyss twisted, The silver tether glowed brighter, and then split. But not broken. Not gone. Multiplied. Dozens of threads shot outward from the original line, weaving across the void like spider silk. Each one pulsed with faint light, fragile but real.

She is so tiny and so battered. "I don't know how much time she has left. She has been through a lot. Most of the bones in her body have been broken. I just got her blood work back. She has not been healing because she has wolfsbane in her system." I listen to Julie as I make my way closer to her bed. I place my hands on her body and let my light flow out. I picture all her bones being healed. I can feel my light flow back to me, knowing that she is not better. I can still feel the damage, and I don't understand why it's not working. Then I feel hands land on my shoulders. I know it is my mates. I can feel all three of them.

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.