Twisted Novels & Stories

"This is not good. As warlocks, we can do a lot of things using water and stuff that we can make look and taste like water that is not water at all. Do you feel any different?" "I feel fine," Raine tells him, but I can feel the panic set in, so I put my arm around her to steady her. I want to take the glass and see if I can figure out what was in it. There is a black residue around it, so I know that there was something other than just water in it. If you start to feel anything, let me know right away." Barrett says as he walks back toward the door to leave.

His face was stretched so tight, it resembled a skull. They sat down on the chairs. “Miss Matters?” The stranger asked, to which Angela affirmed that she was. “Good. My name is Mr. Soprano.” “And not even a minute in and you’ve lied to me.” Angela sneered. The man was taken aback but he smiled. “I don’t understand what you mean?” “You shouldn’t lie to me about your identity unless you had something to hide.” “Well not to hide but to discover,” Mr. Soprano said. “Have you ever read ‘Ignited: The story of a comet made man.”

Twisted I always had fear of death ever since I became aware of the clock birthmark engraved on my left palm. I always hate celebrating my birthday because it always serves as a reminder that I'll die young. My parents told me that among our generations, I am very different because my two clock birthmarks have the same date. Because of too much curiosity, I tried researching and reading stories and blogs that tackle different painful tragedies.

The thought of her filled him up through the night and he wanted to get it sorted out. Eric had established different companies in Arkansas and was also a board member in many different companies. His new project was going to be the talk of the town as he had dreamt it would be, two twin 20-storey buildings linked together by a small bridge with all social amenities inside. Fascinating, he thought to himself as he carefully shaved his beard in the shower. "I need to look good today," he thought out loud, " I must make a good first impression, who knows today will be a winning day for me with Sandra". He hurriedly showered and made himself a cup of coffee.

How can she blackmail me and make me choose between the two most important things in my life? On the one hand, It's Warren corporation will face major losses. I will lose my deals, many employees will lose their jobs, and on the other hand Winter. How can I break her heart? She just started to trust me, how can I break her trust? I know she will be broken if she sees me being intimate with Ave.

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I say pushing him off "No need to be so mean, we just want to talk to you " says the guys friend, walking towards me. I start backing up, trying to get away from them when someone from behind me wraps an arm around my waist "where do you ththink yourrrr gooingg" the culprit slurrs into my ear causing me to cringe from his foul breath. "Get off of me!" I say trying to wriggle my way out of his disgusting grasp. "Don't worry baby the three of us are going to take care of you real good" says ' ' Johnny Bravo's ' ' friend as he continues to approach me.

“The other girls aren’t concerned about that.” “Well, I’m not like most other girls.” “You’re not?” He scoffed. “I’d say you are. Ordinary lips…” His hands moved gently over my lips. “An empty gaze…” His fingers brushed my hair back. “A neck…” Immediately, I pushed his hands away. “What’s that?” he asked. “A knot.” “A knot?” He raised a brow. “To show how twisted you are?” He laughed softly. I pushed him back. “To show how strong I am.”