Romans & histoires Twisted Wonderland Fanfic

"I'm an orphaned witch that has no clue about her familial background. Everything I know about our world has come from Wendy or from beings that I have met. I have a friend who is a vampire and through him I have met others. Contrary to popular belief only one of them was a murderous asshole. So, I learned to form my own opinion of people based on their actions instead of the stories about them" Our bodies were swaying to the rhythm of the music when his eyes locked on to mine. It was then that something unexplainable happened. It looked like everyone else was moving around us with the speed of light, like blurred images passing by. Nothing mattered in that moment but him. Can he feel it too

Willow's POV I could feel the weight of sadness and determination in the air as I sat in the dimly lit room, completely absorbed in my spellwork. This spell had become my refuge, a way to distract myself from the pain of Dante's betrayal. As I carefully arranged the ingredients on the table, memories of our journey together flooded my mind. It felt like a lifetime ago when I had saved him from those witches, our paths intertwining in a twist of fate. Despite our differences, our love blossomed, transcending the boundaries of our supernatural identities.

She was absolutely beautiful, much more beautiful than I considered myself to be. The evil little troll in me wished she was disgusting and 600 pounds overweight. I couldn't help but notice all the pack members glancing at us from time to time. They all wanted to make sure the non-pack member behaved herself with Eddy's mate. Their loyalty was to her now. This princess was the one that they cared about. After all, she’d be the one who outlived me. She was probably a werewolf already, and if she wasn’t she’d be one soon.

“You belong to me now, Claire. And if you even think of running again... I promise you, there will be nowhere you can hide. No one you can trust. Not even him.” Each word felt like a brand against her skin. He stepped back finally, studying her with a smirk, like a spider admiring a struggling fly. “And sweetheart...” Mason added, voice a mockery of affection, “you have no idea just how big my web really is.” With a final wink, he turned and strolled out of the room — leaving the door wide open behind him. Claire collapsed against the desk, her knees buckling under her. The flash drive burned against her skin, heavy in her pocket.

I didn't know how to respond, I didn't know exactly what I saw, well I saw a wolf-man monster with red glowing eyes. Santiago sets the white metal medical box next to me on the daybed before motioning with his fingers towards my legs with the deep scratches caused by that monster’s claws. “May I have permission to touch your body?” He asked, looking at me for the first time in my eyes. I nodded, he didn’t have to ask me to touch my body in order to help me with this crazy scenario that had unfolded so quickly after I threw my hot tea in Kol's face. My life is turned from the right side up to upside down. I was dragged down this whirlpool of this new crazy reality of life now whether I wanted

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.

“How long will you deny, just how much can you take without breaking in the middle of each moment, when to the both of us and in the Gods eyes, you are so d*** in love with the Prince.” “You can’t.” “Just what can’t I do?” The teasing game and a tormenting one that he is rubbing and directly in Alliah’s face. The truth that she couldn’t deny even if she wanted to. “Now, now, now. Shall we dwell into the world of Wonderland, ‘once more?’” In that whispering tone, the book suddenly opens and flips faster, but beautifully lays each page and accumulates the readers' anticipation. Where then it stops and held to the part and very chapter that reads.

They have all felt so connected to her in many ways, the aura has made them that way. If it wasn't for Lavender the twins would have never had the fair of their dreams, Venus and Snow would still be in danger, Astro would have never had any friends, Zander would still be the shy Griffin, and Hades would have never seen the love of his life. The lights flicked on and off in a slow motion, a gush of wind came through inside opening the window. Hades and Zander flew to the window and slammed it shut, though the attempt was weak from the struggle to close. Although struggled to close on how much wind came in, Astro rolled his eyes grabbing his wand from the case pointing it to the window as he c

"It seems a bit complicated. There was a slight pause, he continued. “I'm engaged to Isabella, but I have a child with her sister who I happen to have a one night stand with, and I just found out about it.” Isabella now knows that I had a one night stand with her sister Sharon and am caught between them. I have no idea what to do. Alex let out a long moan. "Man, that's a tough place. But let me ask you this: Who would you like to be with?” Davis halted momentarily before he could respond.

The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I was living her life, but I was so utterly unprepared for the complexities of it. My gaze drifted to the weeping willow, its branches swaying gently in the night breeze, a silent witness to the chaos of my evening. This wasn't just about escaping my past anymore; it was about navigating a present that was far more intricate than I could have ever imagined. The real Isabella's life was a tangled web of relationships and secrets, and I was caught right in the middle, blindly stumbling through it.