Twisted Wonderland Female Characters Novels & Stories

she yelled and walked out of the dining room. She stops just at the entrance of the dining room and looks back. “You” she said pointing to the lady who was suppose to prepare the food. “You are fired and also whoever allows this wretched step sister of mine to enter into the kitchen,” she said and left. The two ladies sigh and go in to pack their things knowing they dare not defy the order. The maids scatter around to think of what to cook for the unsatisfied daddy's princess. There was a bell ring at the door, Lauren rushed to the door. She opened it and saw a strange face.

I simply responded with a hum, leaned back, and closed my eyes to rest. Even though I stayed quiet, Estel couldn't suppress her urge to boast. "Esmeray, that woman is Julian Stewart's wife. Did you know that? Julian told me I looked just like her when she was young. Once she's gone, I'll be the next Mrs. Stewart." In the past, I would have advised her to stop dreaming. This time, I congratulated her instead. "Wow, congratulations! When that happens, can you get me a job at Stewart Corp?"

He crossed his arms and rested his elbow on the armchair, his palm supporting his tilted head as if he were assessing the children. “Tales,” Raja called out, indicating he was scared. “I know,” was all Tales could mutter as he didn’t look away from the man’s face. He stared at it as if engraving the man’s face into his memory. He clenched his teeth. The man smirked darkly and stood at the center of the mezzanine. “Welcome to Twilight Organization. I am happy and excited that some of you will be part of our family,” said the twisted man.

The spell my mother placed trapped all the magic to Lunar Isle. How many witches exist in this world unaware of their power? Aisha nudged the door at her back shut. “How about you tell me why you want to find him, and maybe I’ll tell you where he is.” There was something about this woman I connected with. Even after drinking the potion that suppressed my emotions, I felt a strange form of kinship with her. A woman thrust into a world created and ruled by men. Forced to bend to their wills. Forced to remain under their thumb.

She had done that countless times, after all she once considered her a friend but that era was over. “Do you think the world revolves around you, Miss Whore?” She asked scornfully as she rolled her eyes disdainfully. Mirabel gritted her teeth in annoyance as her eyes reddened in anger. She stood up instantly as her palm landed on Emilia's cheeks. Emilia wasn't expecting the sudden attack as she staggered backwards from the impact. “That's exactly how a whore behaves, you uncultured fool.” Emilia chuckled softly as she wiped off the blood from her cracked lips. In the twinkle of an eye, she lifted her hand as it made its way to Mirabel’s cheek.

Pia added, “she’s always around. Always in his orbit. And she’s not exactly shy, you know? She’s confident. Smart. She knows how to get what she wants.” Isabella’s voice was low. “Are you saying she wants him?” Pia gave a small, innocent smile. “I’m just saying… if she did, no one would stop her. And the rooster never says no when the hen comes close, right? Any man wouldn’t say no to Ainara. Miss Del Carmen is a very beautiful woman. Very alluring, like she can get any man she wants, and Andres is a man—” Isabella stood abruptly. Pia blinked. “Wait—Isa—”

Just stared past me. At the chain on her ankle. I ran back. “Zia!” I shouted. “There’s someone here!” Alessia’s POV The moment I saw the girl, everything inside me ignited. She was real, alive, and trapped. Ambrose broke the lock with an old crowbar. The girl didn’t say a word, didn’t cry. She just leaned into me like she’d been waiting for rescue her entire life. I held her tighter than I’ve ever held anyone.

"We have gardens to tend, sweet Rose Blossom. Then, I must train you on weapons, and reveal the secrets of I and Ambrosio's labs. I shall give you a spell that will let you talk to my animal citizens… and an animal guardian of your own." Catarina helped Rose up, and they walked hand in hand out into the Ikapati Peace Gardens as pink dusk tinged the sky. A great adventure was about to begin. Of love and trickster bargains, of war and pain and sacrifice. Of cursed queens, magick lands, and the secrets Of Aswang Mountain. But Rose knew none of that. All she knew was she wanted to get to know Catarina, Ambrosio, and the magickal world Rose had been thrust into.

Kirei’s brow creased as she tried to absorb this information. “No, not really, it was just when I looked up their names they were women who were quite known. There was the Dark Witch who came from the Westershire coven, The Enchantress of the elven forest, there was also the Holy Maiden, and The Sorceress of the twin tower of Gulas to name a few.” Those were the names that she could not forget as they were all well-known magic users even in the east. “But those names were quite renowned, my lady,” Kirei was now breathing harder than normal.

I stood there, frozen in awe, as the surreal landscape of the dreamwalk unfolded before me. Yet, despite knowing that this realm was prone to distortions, I was still utterly astonished by what I saw. The girl who came into view as I rounded the corner was unmistakably Haven, the same fiery spirit I remembered, with her wild red hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of flames, and her deep green eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint.