Twisted Knife Blade Novels & Stories

Bella Russo never thought her life would change so drastically at 18. To save her family from ruin, she is forced into a marriage with Dominic Luciano Moretti, a powerful and ruthless mafia boss ten years older than her. On their wedding night, he takes Bella to his room, staring at her with eyes filled with lust he spoke to her directly for the first time " undress". Scared and trembling, she begged him for time, saying, “I’m not ready yet. I’m only 18.” But Dominic doesn’t care. He steps closer, his voice low and dangerous. “You should have said you wanted me to undress you myself... and I don’t mind doing that.” When his lips touch hers, Bella fights to push him away. Her hands press against his chest, but her touch only fuels his desire. hot breaths coming from his mouth, he thought to himself,how this little kid is able to get him this aroused,Dominic won’t stop until he has her completely.with a sharp move he unzipped her dress and started removing the dress, and slowly her boobs came to view, he gulped down nothing as he saw the size, it was unexpectedly lemon sized, he cupped her boobs in his hands causing her to moan out, the effect that had on him was unhealthy, he resumed kissing her crazily, Thrown into a world of passion and danger, Bella must find her strength while living with a man who sees her as his to claim. Can she survive the darkness of his world and uncover the love hidden behind his cold exterior? Or will she lose herself in the fire?

“I wish that, in your next life, you would spend 16 hours a day with your true love—just being together, even if in silence.” – Kate Leslie “I hope in your next life, you’ll only be able to work for someone else—never a boss, never in control. May you feel what it’s like to be commanded, even oppressed, in your job.” – Rex Leslie “I wish that in your next life, every single one of your companions would be from the underworld—no decent people, no respectable connections at all. May you experience the pain of having to interact with the very people you despise, and may you even lower yourself to fear them and obey, trapped by your own fears and prejudice.” – Max Leslie “I hope that in your next life, you’ll be gay—and not just any gay man, but the kind who is submissive, the kind who finds himself under another man. Not just one, either—let’s make two, no, three or maybe four. I want you to experience what it feels like to be completely dominated.” – Kix Leslie ...... Noah Leslie was a self-made successful businessman who unexpectedly got a chance to reborn. However, his new life was not determined by him, but shaped by his family. At first, he had confidence in his family's view of him, but when he heard their true wishes, he was shocked and unable to accept them: to fall in love and nothing but love, never to be a boss, interact with the mafia, and love men. Faced with these unbelievable wishes he could not agree with, Noah had no chance to argue. His new identity filled him with helplessness and rejection, but with no other choice, he had to accept this strange and oppressive second life.

In a city where werewolf packs rule like crime families, lone wolf hunter Lena Cross survives by staying invisible and killing traffickers who prey on her kind. But when a raid reveals a symbol tied to her supposedly dead brother, Lena is dragged into the territory of the most feared alpha alive. Rafe Volkov is power, control, and danger wrapped in a tailored suit. He doesn’t trust rogues. He eliminates threats. Yet Lena may be the only one who can stop a war threatening every pack in the city. Forced into an uneasy alliance, they uncover a trafficking network, a traitor within pack leadership, and a revolution led by the man Lena once loved as family. Desire burns beneath their hostility. Trust comes at a price. Loyalty may destroy them. Because in a world ruled by blood and dominance… loving the alpha might be the most dangerous choice of all.

TAYLOR MACKENZIE At first, I wanted to run away from my life, but I met him, Diego Salvatore. He trained me, helped me become stronger so I can avenge those who hurt me. At first it was clearly business until that night. And now, I want more nights with him, more days with him. This wasn't right, it'll drift me from my vengeance journey, but Diego Salvatore was my man, my very own. However, I'm torn between my hatred towards his father who caused I and my father pain, and his love for me. What's it going to be? Love sex or revenge? DIEGO SALVATORE. Taylor was just a nanny, a fucking nanny but somehow she's managed to cloud my thoughts, my visions, my mind and most importantly, my life. I was drunk that day and she walked in, playing her servant duties and yes I felt like having a woman by my side, she seemed to coorporate and we had sex. It was sex, everyone does it. However, Taylor's was different. It was supposed to end there but it didn't, I wanted more with her, I wanted so badly to be with her, over and over. It's fucking killing me, Taylor will be the end of me, but she's just a nanny, why does her presence makes me horny? Maybe she was bought by my father but she's mine and I wouldn't let anyone near or hurt her, not even my own father....

She grew up knowing she was a homeless omega. She was beaten and mistreated by her pack but she never lost hope. She put her head down, hoping that one day her mate will take her away from everything bad in her life, and give her a better life. After being rejected once by her first mate, she lost hope. Only the moon goddess didn't forsake her. Will she take him back when he comes begging?

In a world where allies can become adversaries in a heartbeat, one woman discovers that the person she's been hunting is the only one who can save her. Dynasty thought she knew her enemy. For three years, she's tracked the elusive operative known only as "Victor"—the mastermind behind a series of devastating attacks that cost her everything. But when a conspiracy far more sinister emerges from the shadows, Dynasty finds herself in an impossible position: trust the man she's sworn to destroy, or watch the world burn. He's brilliant. Dangerous. And he knows her better than anyone alive. As the line between enemy and ally blurs, Dynasty must confront a terrifying truth: sometimes the perfect enemy is the only perfect partner. But in a game where betrayal is currency and trust is fatal, can she risk everything on the one person who has every reason to want her dead? A pulse-pounding thriller of cat-and-mouse tension, unexpected alliances, and the razor's edge between hatred and something far more dangerous. Don’t miss out on the captivating read that is "The Perfect Enemy." You won’t regret diving into this thrilling tale!

Kyla is Reece’s loyal secretary by day and his secret lover by night. Coming from a life of poverty, she’s used to being invisible to the rich. What Reece doesn’t know is that his powerful mother is behind it all—secretly paying Kyla to keep Reece distracted while she finds him the perfect bride from high society. But Kyla makes the one mistake she swore she wouldn’t—she falls in love with him. When the weight of their unequal worlds becomes too much and Reece's mother finds him a future wife, Kyla decides to walk away from both her job and Reece, hoping to escape the pain before it’s too late. Now, Reece faces an impossible choice: follow his mother’s plans and marry the perfect bride, or risk everything to fight for the woman he never realized he couldn’t live without. But will Kyla’s love be enough to break through the walls of wealth and control that surround him, or will their passion burn out in the shadows?

I couldn’t cum ,not once in two years with him nor with someone. Then Sophie,my best friend….slid a card across the table. Dr. Vincent Kane; Specialist in women’s sexual dysfunction. The man who could fix what felt permanently broken. She didn’t mention he was her ex-husband Or that his “program” meant thirty locked days at his private estate. No sterile exam rooms, Just silk-draped suites, candlelit treatment spaces, and a discreet staff who vanished when he entered. In our first session he asked me to undress behind a screen and i did. When I stepped out in the thin robe, his gaze dragged down my body,slow, deliberate,before snapping back to my face. His throat worked. “Lie back,” he said, voice rougher than the day before. His gloved fingers parted with me for the exam. Clinical and professional until they lingered, circling my clit with the lightest pressure, testing responses I didn’t know I had. My hips jerked. A gasp tore from my throat. He froze, knuckles white on the table edge, breathing hard through his nose. He didn’t stop….Night after night the sessions grew bolder. His mouth replaced fingers, tongue stroking in slow, deliberate circles until my thighs shook and my back bowed off the massage table. When I finally shattered, clenching, crying out, soaking his chin, he pulled back, lips glistening, eyes black with something feral. He pinned my wrists above my head one evening, cock hard against my thigh through his trousers. “This is still therapy,” he growled, grinding once, twice. “Tell me to stop.” I arched into him instead, nails digging into his shoulders. My ex is threatening to leak photos, ruin us... Sophie keeps texting: How’s the retreat? He’s helping, right?

What’s worse than being a vampire whose mate Ran out on you? …one that has been left to starve. Running a mortuary is already a headache but when salvation comes with a high price tag, her name, Emma Carter and she’s about to be my new obsession, one i refuse to let go. but first. i have to buy her.

Emelia's home from college and she's done pretending to be a good girl. The second her mother's car pulls out of the driveway for a two-hour appointment, the bratty little tease makes her move. Wearing nothing but a soaked black thong, she struts into the living room, tits bouncing, and plants herself right between her stepdad Marcus's legs. "Tick-tock, Daddy," she purrs, slowly peeling the thong down her thighs so he can see how obscenely wet her tight pussy already is. "Mom's gone for two hours... but I only need fifteen minutes to climb on that thick married cock and ride you like a desperate little slut." Marcus tries to resist. He really does. But Emelia just smirks, spreads her legs, and starts rubbing her dripping cunt against the massive bulge in his pants. "I've been dreaming about this for months," she whispers, grinding harder. "I want you to stretch me open, Daddy. I want you to ruin my pussy and pump me so full of your hot cum that it's still leaking out when Mom kisses me hello later." She leans in, biting her lip with pure brat energy. "So what's it going to be? Are you going to be a good stepdad and send me to my room... or are you finally going to let your filthy stepdaughter bounce on your cock cowgirl style and beg you to breed me before she gets back?" Because Emelia isn't leaving until she gets exactly what she wants a deep, raw, creampie from the one man who's supposed to protect her. Some lines should never be crossed. Emelia's about to ride right over them.