Twisted Times Novels & Stories

That explained his frown and why he turned down Sergio's request to escort me to Tobias' house for the interview. The car that had brought me pulled up in front of a large, modern chateau that matched Tobias' aesthetics. It was challenging to read him. From my research, he was extremely private and uptight. The news of his anniversary a few weeks ago had come as a shock to everyone, and within hours, it had vanished as if it were an error. The underground cyber team of the Abyss had that information up their sleeves, making access relatively easy. His wife, Gianna Whitlock. The name sounded familiar—too familiar—but I brushed the thought aside.

Twice in a roll, meaning that there was no going back. When he lifted his head again, it was Freya looking back at him. Apparently, his wolf was satisfied enough that he was willing to retreat. Dante wasn't surprised by his wolf's eagerness to repeatedly mark her numerous times. But he was surprised that Freya had let him do so twice. By abruptly more or less chomping on her shoulder, he had not just marked her, but also partially imprinted her. Meaning that most of her emotions would be gone.

Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate. “Mom!” Orion called me while running in my direction. He’s six now and Radian would be turning five. “They're here!” He said and held my hand. He pulled me to the field and saw the Alphas with their wives. It’s been five years since that day, and we kept the alliance. “I must say welcome,” I said and smiled. “You are late, Miradel.” And she appeared next to me. “Your, I have been here before them.” She denied, “Right, Orion?”

Grandma wiggled her eyebrows at the last line. "Grandma, If I say you will see your two grandchildren instead of one in the next seven months, how will you react?" Grandma didn't understand Aspen's words and looks at us getting confused. "Grandma, Winter is pregnant with twins," Aspen says grinning happily. The next thing I know is I'm in Grandma's embrace. "I'm so happy. I never thought you guys would give me grandchildren so soon that too with twins. Today's generation wants to enjoy their married life and thinks about having children after six years of marriage. Thank God I'm lucky. And here somebody used to say he didn't want to marry and now he is starting a family!" Grandma teases Aspe

“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.”

** 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.

He took his chip and looked in sorrow. “We can’t able to stop him. He's going on time. Now what will happen?” I asked Chris hopelessly. “Everything’s going to change. We will go backwards in time. It’s not the time machine you have seen in tv shows. It has far worse consequences. We all will be late 18th century or 19th century. The worst part is no one will remember anyone." “Unbelievable. how can I forget you and Maddy, Alex?"

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

I spit out, gripping the handle of my boxes, trailing right behind him. No way in hell was I leaving what belonged to me to this insufferable creature that is Chris Blackwood. My late husband of 2 brief years , Kelvin Blackwood , had thought it so kind and lovely that the multi billion dollar empire he left behind, other for me to claim my inheritance and for Chris , his stepbrother to claim his share of the family conglomerate , I and Chris had to cohabitate in the family Manor for 30days, no staff no help..nothing in order to “revolve our differences and effectively run his empire”.

"Why are you suddenly interested? You dismissed the idea before. Why the change of heart?" ​Dawson leaned in closer, his voice a low conspiratorial growl. "I’ve thought about it. I dismissed it because you were going to try it alone. But if we join hands... I’m sure we can make something work." ​"And why should I partner with you?" Woo Jin asked with a teasing smirk. ​"Because I know Moretti in ways you don't," Dawson said, leaning back with a cold stare. "We’ve been in this game for years."