Twistedlove Stories

Reyansh Khanna doesn't believe in love. He believes in patterns. People come. People pretend. People leave. So he tests them... pushes them... breaks them- just to prove he's right. And he always is. Until Meher Arora. She doesn't react. She doesn't chase. She doesn't leave. No matter how far he pushes her... she stays. But some people don't stay out of love. Some stay because they're waiting. Watching. Planning. And when Reyansh finally realizes the truth- he's no longer the one in control. He's the one being played.

He swore to destroy and take from her... until he couldn't live without her. Rose Varela was born to rule the underworld. To her enemies, she is Chaos a woman draped in silk and sin, dangerous enough to make kings kneel. But power has its price, and betrayal always finds its way back to her... written in blood. Asher King was supposed to be her enemy. Ruthless. Calculated. A man with shadows in his past and secrets behind every smile. He walked into her life as a hunter to hunt. and stayed as something far more dangerous. An obsession. Their alliance is a lie. Their attraction is a battlefield. Betrayal, lies, and secrets twist together, their story unfolding like smoke beautiful, suffocating, impossible to hold. But when the city erupts into war and the serpents rise once more to take, everything shatters. Rose must choose between her empire and her heart. Asher must decide what matters more his legacy or the woman who could destroy him. In a world where love is weakness and power is everything... Will they destroy each other or burn the world together? Cover design created using AI-assisted tools.

She was mine before she learned how to say no. She forgot that. I didn't. She married him. Had his child. Built a life like I was a phase she outgrew. A mistake erased by vows. She chose the wrong man-and worse, she chose the wrong enemy. Karanveer isn't her husband. He's standing in my way. I don't want her love. I want what she stole from me. If she won't come back willingly, she'll come back broken, screaming, remembering who owned her first. She thought she escaped. She thought I'd disappear. OBSESSION NEVER DIES And she just chose the wrong person to fight.

In a world ruled by crime, no one is innocent. Some stories are not told... they are survived in silence. Here, love begins and logic ends. In the darkness, everything feels closer than it should be.

Celeste Laurent. I ran deeper into the forest, my breath breaking apart in my chest, each inhale sharper than the last. The trees stretched endlessly, their shadows twisting, watching... closing in. I told myself not to look back. Because something inside me already knew- if I did, I wouldn't be able to run anymore. But fear is cruel. It makes you do the very thing that will destroy you. So I turned. And my world stopped. He was there. Not chasing. Not even trying. Just walking. Slow. Measured. Certain. Like time itself bent around him. Like he wasn't following me- but waiting for me to realize I was already his. My heart slammed violently against my ribs as I stumbled back, forcing my legs to move again. The thin fabric of my gown clung to me, snagging against branches, tearing just enough to slow me down. The forest grew quieter. Too quiet. No wind. No sound. Just the echo of my own fear- and his footsteps. Steady. Unhurried. Unstoppable. He knew. He knew exactly how far I could go. And what terrified me the most... was that I was reaching the end. I pushed forward anyway, desperation clawing through me- until something wrapped around my wrist and yanked me back. Hard. A sharp gasp tore from my throat as my body collided against something solid. Unmoving. Cold. A hand tightened, unyielding, as if it had been waiting there all along. A breath brushed against my ear. Slow. Controlled. Possessive. Aurelion Solstic. His fingers curled tighter, not enough to hurt-just enough to remind me I wasn't going anywhere. "Run," he murmured, his voice low, almost gentle- "tear yourself apart trying to escape..." A pause. I felt his presence lean closer, darker, consuming. "...but you were never running away, Celeste." His grip tightened just slightly. "You were only ever finding your way back to me."

Some people remember love as a straight line. Kelly remembers it in versions. Lucas was supposed to be simple-friendly, warm, easy to talk to. The kind of person everyone trusts without thinking twice. But the longer she stays close to him, the more something feels... off. He doesn't always remember things the same way. Neither do the people around him. And sometimes, even Kelly isn't sure if she's remembering him correctly-or remembering a version of him that never fully existed. Then the conversations start to repeat. But not exactly the same. Slight changes. Different endings. Different emotions. Like reality is correcting itself every time she blinks. And Lucas... starts noticing it too. "I think I already lived this moment," he says once. Then later, he says he never did. Until one day, there is no longer a clear "first version" of anything. Not of him. Not of her. Not of what happened between them. Just fragments of conversations that don't agree on which one came first. And a terrifying question no one can fully answer anymore: If every version of him feels real... then which one is the original? Or worse- was there ever one at all? Copyright Notice: All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction created by the author. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, or to real events is purely coincidental. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, transmitted, or adapted in any form or by any means, including electronic or mechanical methods, without prior written permission from the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or commentary. Unauthorized use or reproduction of this work is strictly prohibited.

❝ Better the devil you know... than the one who never stops hunting you. ❞ (A dark billionaire romance that blurs the line between danger and desire)

Running away wasn't brave but it was the only thing she could do. Now, Nova Celeste is living day to day, broke and invisible, working long shifts at a quiet café on the edge of town. She thought a cheap shared apartment would be her fresh start, until she met him. Her new roommate is nothing like she expected, he is handsome in that dangerous way. A really dangerous way. He's barely home, and when he is, there's always trouble behind the door. Shady men. Late-night knocks. Whispered arguments that stop the second she walks in. Growing suspicious of the man's shady behaviour she tries to interfere, but trouble is all she knows. ____ Luciano Fernandez, running the big empire of Italian mafia. His only mission is to get back his family's Spanish empire. Forced to go underground to take matters into his own hands when his enemy keeps getting away from him, he finds himself in a shared apartment on the edge of the city. And that's when he meets her. His roommate is summarised as, nosey and a brat that keeps getting into his head and his work. He tries to keep his calm but fails when he gets to know her little secret. The secret that costs her life in the mafia world. __ Now when she is standing on the edge of a knife, she contemplates to find his secret. Will she know his secret or become his secret...? ___ Started on- 7/10/25 Ended on- Word count- ~ Ariel Hazel

Alora Montez doesn't believe in love-she believes in experiments. When she transfers to Ashley Valencia's school, she creates a game with one rule: make the quietest girl fall in love. Sixteen acts. Fifteen of them real. One will destroy everything. Ashley never asked to be chosen. But the more Alora gives, the more Ashley falls-until the line between truth and manipulation disappears. What happens when the girl who gave you the world was never yours to begin with?

I never believed in fate... not until it ruined me. I built my life on secrets, on lies carefully stitched together to hide who I really am. No one gets close. No one stays. That's how I survive. Then I met him. Dark. Dangerous. The kind of man you're warned about-but can't stay away from. He doesn't ask questions. He doesn't follow rules. And somehow... he sees right through me. One night changed everything. Now I'm caught in a world I can't escape, where trust is a risk and love is a weakness. The closer I get to him, the more I realize-he's not just part of my story... He is my downfall. Because in a world ruled by secrets and betrayal, loving him might be the biggest mistake I'll ever make. And yet... I still choose him.

DUSKBOUND A dark psychological thriller. Obsession. Betrayal. A love twisted by shadows. Alina thought she left fear behind when she moved to Los Angeles. But fear found her again-hidden behind a mask, a whisper in the night, and a man whose touch made her tremble. Damon was everything forbidden. Cold. Powerful. Deadly. The mafia heir who watched from the shadows. The murderer who left bodies behind like broken promises. The masked man who once held her down... and marked her in ways no one could see. She tried to escape him. But Damon doesn't let go. When the truth unravels, Alina runs. And he chases-with obsession in his eyes and blackmail in his hands. He forces her into his world, into his bed, into a fate she never chose. But she fights back. With hatred. With fire. With the last shreds of her soul. --- "Even if you beg for my forgiveness, I will never give it," she whispered. "I will never forget... and I will never stop hating you for what you did to me." He hovered above her, drenched in sweat, her words ringing like a death sentence, he starred his body with her marks of nail from the pleasure he had given her without her will. And for the first time, Damon-monster, man, lover-felt regret. "Never forgive me, love," he whispered, his voice a broken vow. "Because I will never forgive myself." --- DUSKBOUND is a haunting descent into a love born of ruin-where darkness seduces, and forgiveness may never come. A poetic, dangerous tale of obsession and consequences. Some love stories don't heal you. They haunt you.

Asa is dying. Again. But this time, she plans to take a few people along with her. _ With compelling characters, broken friendships, and complicated romances, LIVING AS THE DEAD is a mystery thriller full of deception, duplicity, and misdirection. It will make your heart race, your toes curl, and your mind whirl with deadly secrets, dark truths, and the innate need to escape a poisonous paradise.

I was doing so well. For years I kept myself balanced. For years I kept myself away from anything that could set me off. Then she fell directly into my lap. Jasmine Rose isn't just my rival at work- she is everything my therapist could never have known to warn me about. I only wanted to be a good writer. I only wanted to be a good friend. I only wanted to be a good man. So why did the safety switch off when she smiled? Why did I hear that familiar click when she laughed? Maybe she's too perfect to be toxic. Maybe I'm too damaged to be saved. And if she ever pressed the barrel to my temple and asked me to pull the trigger... I can't promise I'd say no. Which leaves me with one impossible question: Am I the target? Or am I the gun?

A freshman tennis player with a girlfriend . A hockey player who won't let him go. What starts as obsession turns into something far darker... and far more irresistible than I ever expected.

He was India's captain, fearless on the field, untouchable in the game. She was a princess, graceful, guarded, and carrying secrets no one could see. One powerful shot. One unexpected hit. And fate brought them crashing into each other. What starts as guilt turns into something deeper... something dangerous. Because her world is filled with hidden enemies, dark truths, and royal expectations. And loving her might cost him everything his career, his name, even his life. In a game of fame and power... can love survive?

In a world where empires rise on blood and fall in silence, Evelyn Esguerra is not supposed to survive. Eighteen years old. A captive. A forgotten daughter. And the keeper of secrets powerful enough to burn continents. Dragged into the frozen heart of Siberia, Evelyn becomes a prize in a ruthless game of power ruled by Richard Rodgers, a man who believes mercy is weakness and control is destiny. The snow watches. The forest listens. And escape is a lie told to keep prisoners obedient. Until Aalric Vale. Cold-eyed. Battle-trained. Bound by vows he never breaks. The youngest Army Commander of Western Russia and a man who has never allowed emotion to interfere with duty... until her. Thrown together by betrayal, hunted through ice-bound forests, stalked by wolves both human and wild, Evelyn and Aalric must survive a world that wants them erased. Every step forward costs blood. Every moment of closeness threatens the walls they've built around themselves. This is not a soft love story. This is fear, survival, loyalty, and fire. This is what happens when a girl who refuses to bow collides with a man who was never meant to fall. Are you ready to enter in this high stake's world? Because if you did... There will be no going back

A tale untouched by canon, yet steeped in the essence of the Phantomhive legacy... In the hidden shadows of the Phantomhive estate lies an old marionette theatre, long forgotten after a scandalous massacre during a private masquerade ball. When a noble family reopens the theatre for a charity performance, an invitation finds its way to the Queen's Watchdog. But this time, it is not Ciel Phantomhive who arrives. It is you-a mysterious noble with no name in the records, accompanied by a butler with a smile too sharp, and eyes too knowing. Your past is lost. Your identity? A puzzle. But your soul? Already promised. Yet among the guests-masked nobles, ghostly musicians, and cursed dolls-you must uncover the truth: Who are you? Why does everyone remember you differently? And why does the master of the house flinch when you speak his name? ------------- The Demon's Former Master Long before Ciel, you were the one who bound Sebastian in a different form and name. Something broke the contract. You vanished. Now, you're back-and Sebastian remembers everything... except why he can't kill you. Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji) or any of its characters, settings, or storylines. All rights belong to Yana Toboso and the original production studios, including A-1 Pictures and Aniplex. This work is purely fan-made and created for entertainment purposes only.

In the glittering city of Mumbai, where the rich hide their sins behind golden walls and the powerful rule from the shadows, one name is enough to make people lower their voices-Aarav Malhotra. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. To the world, he is a successful young businessman, the owner of luxury hotels and endless wealth. But behind closed doors, Aarav is the hidden king of the underworld-a man feared by enemies and trusted by none. He has built his empire on secrets, loyalty, and silence. Love was never a part of his world. Until her. Meher Kapoor is nothing like the women Aarav has ever known. She is a simple college girl with big dreams, sharp words, and a heart too soft for the cruel world around her. She believes life is about family, friendship, and fighting for what is right-not power or fear.

It's not a romantic book ! It's a friendship story ! Some friendships are more than just bonds-they stay, they grow, and sometimes, they become something even deeper. More Than Us is a story of unwavering connections, quiet love, and the unbreakable ties between Rahi, Ishaan, and their friends. As life pulls them in different directions, their shared moments, unspoken feelings, and lasting loyalty remind them that some friendships aren't just meant to last-they're meant to define who they are.