Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Trevan pov Why'd she leave me? I growl lying in my bed. I frowned and got up to take a shower. I need to find her and bring her back. I spent the next several months traveling over all the dark unseelie lands, going deep into the darkness with no luck. Perhaps she doesn't want to be found, I sighed to myself. I returned home and my parents informed me that they have a young woman they think I'd be interested in. I rolled my eyes and frowned, but agreed to meet her. The following afternoon a tall blonde fairy woman gets introduced to me by my parents. Her name is Tori and she is very forward. We are in my room and she currently has her mouth wrapped around my erection and licking it like craz

Love stories, moments of resilience, and unforeseen twists became not just narratives but cosmic energies that shaped the very fabric of reality within and beyond the mansion's walls. In the twist of this astral exploration, they encountered celestial gateways within the cosmic ledger, leading them to ethereal realms where the threads of destiny were woven into intricate patterns. Symbols on the pages, now alive with transcendent glow, guided them through astral landscapes where the transformative power of love, resilience, and unforeseen twists reverberated in a timeless dance.

For an infinitе, suspеndеd momеnt, shе knеw nothing but thе whitеout hazе of rеlеasе, еvеry worry and hеartachе sеarеd from еxistеncе in thе firеs of hеr climax. Whеn awarеnеss finally bеgan filtеring back in, it was to find hеrsеlf cradlеd in Tylеr's arms, thеir swеat-slickеd bodiеs still еntwinеd in thе tanglеd aftеrglow. Hе prеssеd tеndеr kissеs along thе slеndеr column of hеr throat, his touch infinitеly gеntlеr than thе brutal possеssion that had prеcеdеd it.

"And we may have just entered a world far more extraordinary than we ever imagined." The Lycanthrope's Whistle had opened a doorway to a realm beyond their wildest dreams, and Tiffany and Hailey knew their lives would never be the same again. With newfound determination, they embarked on a quest to uncover the truth behind the whistle and the secrets it held. Little did they know that their journey would take them deeper into the heart of the supernatural, where danger and adventure awaited at every turn. ** Third Person's POV

He mused and only when the knife cluttered to the ground, I took a breath, but that was short lived as he twisted his hand in my hair and connected our mouths together. I gasped and he used it as an opportunity to plunge his tongue inside my mouth. I moaned in protest, but he didn't let go of my wrists. Spicy peppermint. That's what he tasted like. I wanted none of it. He acted like a king claiming his ownership on an untouched land. He was conquering my mouth. Dominating it. When he finally let go, we were both panting. His eyes focused on my lips and slowly drifted down to my breasts. He adjusted himself in front of me and I heard the click of a lock. I didn't think twice before going out

Shit, that confession is stupid if he doesn't want me then he shouldn't have told me about it. “You crawled,” she said seriously that made me blink twice so fast and tilt my head to the right. Later on, she blurted into laughter while keeps on pointing at me. “That is funny if only mom and dad were here and saw that reaction of yours. Of course, you walked on your two feet moron. How can you not know how you got home? What is happening to you?” she explained still laughing. “What happens when two werewolves mated to each other but the other rejects its mate?” I asked and my sister Akira suddenly stopped laughing and she gave me a confusing look before she gazed at her mate Scar.

"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

The large diamond glimmered in the light. Picking up her hand in front of all in the room he shouts ," she is mine!" The diner erupted into loud applause and whistling. Willow stood dumbstruck, she could not wrap her head around what had just happened. She reread what she had written in a frenzy and shook her head. She wondered what was wrong with her. This story seems tricky. She wondered since when was she into lying wizards and a force marriage. Her brain was really playing tricks on her.

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.

WINNIE I was convinced that I had stopped breathing at that moment. It took everything within me to still the tremor in my hands. “I can see you already having fun with your new husband” he spat the last two words with so much venom that I had to wonder if they were truly related. It was baffling that his own brother could detest him this much. His eyes raked over my body not so subtly and his eyes instantly darkened with hunger. I closed my eyes and shuddered internally for a brief moment.