Twisted Wonderland Ruggie Novels & Stories

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.

“Later, you’re treating me to turon. I’ve been craving it since yesterday.” “Turon? Banana dipped in melted brown sugar?” Ainara asked, and Marge nodded. “Fine. I don’t eat that. I hope they have carioca too.” It's a glutinous flour rolled in melted brown sugar. “We’ll find some.” She took another sip of her drink. “By the way, how’s that grumpy boss of yours? Isn’t he supposed to be good-looking? I just don’t get why he’s so grumpy when he should be happy with his love life.”

But in the free time, I used to enjoy it alone or sometimes with Sakshi. "It's our first Christmas together Love. I want to make it special." He says while stroking my cheek. I smiled at him and said, "Now let's go. We have lots of shopping to do. Today I will make your pockets hurt, Mr Warren." He chuckles at me, "I also want you to hurt my pocket, Mrs Warren. I have a big mansion to decorate, and I want the whole place decorated like this street. My employees want a Christmas party from me, and I don't think they will let me go away without giving them a party." His eyes sparkling while saying, I know it's his happiness that his employees loves and respects him. "Let's go this way. Love."

I thought again. But just then, I began to perceive a sweet scent of cologne mixed with ginger, so sweet that I could not help but to sniff. My legs were shivering, and my lips were shaking with excitement. But I didn't know what was making me so happy and also making my legs Shiver hard. Then, I heard the word that made me Shiver with even more excitement. "Mate! Mate!" My wolf screamed at me. I could feel the mate bond now, so strong that I wanted to be one with him forever.

There is a small door on the floor where it's a way that goes down to where they make a prison area, an underground prison probably likes an underground dungeon in a fantasy tsk yeah Sachiko fantasy your ass. "Why are you here?" Endrich quickly ask after seeing us then Donna pointed me. "She wants to see the captives we have here" she answered. Atreyu just nodded when I looked at him so I walked closer to them. I suddenly felt nervous, with every step I took my heartbeat increased. Why does it make me feel like this? What is this means? The air is suffocating the heck out of me, the nervousness ate my whole body. "They are the rogues we caught" Atreyu pointed the two rogues looking so mess-

He walked into a closet and a minute later, he came out dressed in a similar white shirt tucked into grey trousers and shiny black shoes. I saw faint bruising on my wrist, but I didn't have much time to think about it as he grabbed my other wrist and dragged me to the right and pushed open a wooden door. I was prepared to see a sketchy BDSM set-up, but I saw something stranger. This room had black carpet covering the floor and a huge throne was placed a step above the floor. It was a gilded throne with deep magenta cushions. There were various types of gemstones on the arms of the chair.

Adrian took note on it. Jeong Woo Jin. "Should I get Miss. Carolina?" The Butler asked. With a simple gesture, Adrian ordered the presence of Carolina. Wen Carolina arrived and she saw the letter and gifts from Woo Jin, A flash of anxiety Then— A kick. Adrian kicked the bags in anger, sending them flying to different directions while he kept his feet on one "Burn them" he said. "Nothing enters the house without my permission" he said in a warning tone as the guards packed the bags immediately.

You could only get in with an invite, and it was guarded by facial recognition and armed guys. We snuck in, you know, doing what we do best—lies, charm, and fake ID’s. Inside, the music was loud, the air thick with cigar smoke, and the crowd didn’t seem to care about sin at all. But in the back corner, under a red light, I spotted him. Older. Thinner. Haunted. Rafael Ardovini. He recognized me before I even said a word. “You look like your sister,” he said, sounding rough.

Handsome with a pointed nose,a sea blue eye ball and a dark hair which was styled backward,his looks were enough to make any woman melt before him but his cold looks and condition would make one have a second thought about him. He has everything a woman would want but he is in a wheelchair,a condition he wasn't born with but the condition life threw him in. He met with an unfortunate fate which took the life of his parents and made him paralyzed on a wheelchair when he was just ten. From a lively and carefree boy,he became cold and insecure because he felt like a liability to others but when he discovered who was behind the death of his parents,he became ruthless and that gave him the streng

I bet he was the one being auctioned yet his aura still gave off dominance despite his hands being handcuffed. “We’re just on time. That’s him,” Kyle whispered. Huh? Putting aside the fact that he was tall and physically fit, he was not as scary as I expected him to be. Was it just me stereotyping? I mean… Since Kyle mentioned that Xavier Hawthorn was a mercenary, I expected that he would scare me the first time I set my eyes on him.