Twisted Wonderland Wattpad Novels & Stories

Hello readers We managed to update 18 chapters for Wonderings. We're trying our best to speed up the updates so we appreciate the patience and understanding. After we're done updating Wonderings, we'll be able to work on the next novel which is Shards of Time. We'll be able to update all of the remaining chapters to keep it up to date. Once again we apologize for the slow progress, author-nim is still in the hospital. We're working on author-nim's save files that's why we're still able to upload and edit the repeated chapters.

There was something mysterious and alluring about it that made her want to know more. “Well, let's say I just twerked things a little bit, but I'm telling you, there is still much more to be learned from this book, more spells and even stories. Long, lost stories and legends that its true contents have been altered and changed over the years, which are now told incorrectly,” Mathias said, opening up the pages of the book. “This is crazy, really. So my friend is a wizard?...a fucking warlock!!” Clara said, full of excitement and amazement.

Twiddling my finger not being able to find it I put my head through seeing a tower of books, pens, gum wrapper, lost toys, fabric, button, cat food, water bottles, and so much more. My eyes glimmered around, seeing that this could be a whole new world, afterwards my eyes fell on the wand that was right on top of the mountain, I stretch my mini body ready to grab it but the wand itself started scooting back from me. I went a little further holding on to the edge of the bag seeing on the bottom was a pool full of water. Wait, where did that come from?

It was also for the first time I actually wanted to get to know someone and be friends with them. Even after all the talk I gave myself I still lost my balance and fell. I was swoon and I was slowly letting myself walk into the quick sand. I allowed it to happen. I wanted to know Andre for Andre. “I am Maia,” I stuck out my hand for a shake and he took it gently shook it with that charming smile on his face. *** I was so lost in my day dream that I didn’t feel it when he walked in. I only felt the awful pain of my hair being pulled and my scalp screaming in agony.

The air sparkled with the promise of untold adventures, and the horizon beckoned with mysteries waiting to be unveiled. Faelan descended gracefully, wings folding with a subtle rustle. "In this realm, the boundaries between werewolves and vampires blur, and ancient conflicts hold no dominion. Here, the extraordinary nature of your love becomes a catalyst for transformation—a force that reshapes the very essence of supernatural existence." Davien and I exchanged glances, our eyes reflecting a shared understanding of the profound journey that lay ahead. The Nexus of Unity, a realm born from the magic of the Heartwood, held the promise of a future where the divisions of the past could be transc

With a final nod from the Spirit Seer, the heroes stepped back through the portal, ready to confront the looming shadows and unravel the hidden truths that had long been veiled. The heroes emerged from the portal, returning to the familiar grounds of the Enchanted Realm. The atmosphere crackled with tension, their minds brimming with newfound knowledge and determination. Before them, the Time Weaver awaited, his presence casting an ominous aura. Elysia stepped forward, her voice resolute. "Time Weaver, your twisted designs end here.

I scoped the area to only see the two girls, I didn't know what the fuck their names were but I knew they were twins and I knew they were friends with her. As they walked past me, I stopped them. "Where's Isabella?" I asked, watching as they looked at each other before they looked at me. "We don't know" they both said in unison. This was some twin telepathy shit and I didn't fuck with that. "I'm pretty sure you do. Where the fuck is she?" I asked once again feeling even more angry. I hated repeating myself. "She just left. Don't bother looking for her." One of them said before they walked away.

And most importantly, what did they want with us? "I hope you can swim," the one at my back whose dark mask had red stitching on one cheek said. "Are we going for a swim?" My blonde friend asked. The other one chuckled, "Something like that." With a grimace, red stitching bent and pushed open a hole in the ground covered by a metal lid. The smell that wafted up was rancid. I covered my nose and my eyes watered. "What's in there?" Trish asked in a small, unsure voice.

**Winter's POV** My mind was a whirlwind of uncertainty and determination as I clutched the decoy book close. A part of me feared the witches would see through the facade and refuse to help. But I had to try—I couldn’t return to my friends empty-handed. Reaching the edge of the mystical boundary, I paused, taking a moment to ground myself. The Moonshade Lilacs greeted me like old friends, their petals shimmering softly. I inhaled deeply, the magical aroma infusing me with courage. The boundary once again parted for me, wisps of violet mist swirling in its wake, guiding my steps back into the witch realm.

Mwanamalundi screamed from the roof, seeing her fall. She fell backward into the pond. But she did not hit water. The moment her body touched the surface, the Chozi la Ardhi reacted. It fed on the immense energy of the battle, the raw magic of the twins, and the distress of the "chosen one." The water didn't splash. It rose. With a sound like a thousand chimes ringing at once—a sound that cut through the gunfire and the screaming—the entire pond defied gravity. It lifted off the ground, carrying Mwajuma in its center. It stood upright, a towering rectangle of shimmering, violet liquid.