Twisted Wonderland X Reader Angst Novels & Stories

He said, trying to walk away. "One more thing."Alex said, driving himself towards him. "Do it in secret,I don't want my uncle finding out about this secret of ours else you won't live to see the next Christmas."He threatened. "I understand.. sir."He stuttered before walking away. Finally he got the woman he had been searching for, that is the best news he had heard since his parents death. The door opened almost immediately revealing a man in his fifties accompanied by a young man who was almost the same age as Alex.

But instead, every emotion—anger, curiosity, and fear—flared up inside me, intertwined until I could no longer distinguish one from the other. I stepped back, desperate for air, but he closed the distance, always a step closer, constantly reminding me that I wasn't truly free from him. “You don’t get to lecture me about the abyss,” I shot back, my tone sharper than I meant it to be. “Not when your hands are just as stained. Not when my sister’s ghost still hangs between us.” The name we never uttered lingered in the air—Isabella. My sister. His wife before me. My torment. My fixation.

The happiness radiating from the twins was enough to wipe the sting away that Tori's anger had left behind. I could taste Kade's surprise, as though he was still finding it hard to believe that I had come back. Alec felt the same, random rushes of awe coursed through him when he looked my way. I could feel Tori's anger diminishing, leaving behind a dull throb that spanned my forehead. Even though her anger was beginning to fade, I could still feel her caution. She wanted to trust me, but I knew it wouldn't come easy. I wasn't sure how the twins managed to trust me, but I had a feeling the mate-bond was coming into play. At the mention of my almost capture, Tori's face hardened. A fierce surg

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.

She answered making me look at her, it sounded like she was starting to believe that this was something different. "Really?" I asked making her nod "I'd still be careful. I'm not about to tell you what you can and can't do but if you really think this is right then just trust your instinct. But be aware. This isn't some usual high school romance. This is Jason McCann" After about another 2 hours of finally finishing the awkward conversation about my encounters with Jason and then our attempts on studying but it turning in to a jam session of her attempting to twerk, it was now dark out and we were both drained.

All thoughts I had fled my mind when I felt Xander’s tight grip on my abdomen. His warm breath fanned over my neck, making me breathless, early in the morning. I had crossed every limit with Xander and did everything that there was to do but every time he touched me, I felt that it was the first time. He always makes me breathless more than that he makes me senseless. All sense of things left my body when it was Xander. Maybe he was a warlock, and he did his frowned upon magic to keep me under his control.

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.

Tiernan whispered, and I swung my gaze back to him just as the twilight magic surged through me. While it was still tingling beneath my skin, I leaned toward Tiernan. His hands slid around my waist and pulled me closer as his lips laid over mine. I could feel the magic rising inside me; condensing beneath his hands. I opened my mouth to him and with the first touch of his tongue, the magic was released. Effervescently bright, it sparkled on my tongue like champagne and sparked between us like a live wire. Tiernan's arms jerked me tighter against him and, for a moment, I thought I was levitating, but then I realized that Tiernan had simply lifted me off the ground.

with that mouth full , I toss the collar to him and begin to walk out. I am so angry and annoyed at Alexander’s audacity that I forget that I am wearing high heels that I struggle to walk in. I walk at a fast pace until I feel my ankle twist making me loose my balance and falling forward. I hold my breath waiting for the moment for when I come in to contact with the fall but that moment never comes. I slowly pried my eyelids apart , and see the face of an angel. ‘Xavier…’ I say his name. His arms are wrapped around my waist , his face so close to me I could smell his special scent.

“I’ll be fine, sweetheart. Ann will be over soon. Just promise to stay here and not to wander out too much. If we hit the bee-hive, they’ll swarm. I don’t want them catching your scent. Okay?” I nod, at least glad I get to spend some time with Ann. He leans down without warning, his lips pressing to my cheek. I surrender to my wolf, who is edging me to kiss him outright and I do, feeling him reciprocate. My back is slowly pressed into the doorway, his hands wanting to search me all over but instead he refrains, letting them rest easily on my hips while our kiss dwindles. I want his eyes, and he watches mine, before turning to shift with my oldest friends and run toward the heat of a battle I