twisted

Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fiction. Its characters, identities, memories, and realities are deliberately constructed and distorted for narrative purposes. Any resemblance to real persons ( living or dead ) or to actual events is coincidental and unintended. The story does not depict real individuals or experiences, but explores imagined states of trauma, identity, and perception.

(This is a love story disguised with abuse!) "Mia Lowder is just a waste!" "Mia Lowder is too vicious, she framed her sister and even hit her own mother." "A person like her should just get out of Falwood." At a banquet, everyone surrounded Mia Lowder, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and cursed her. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless Mr. Grant appeared, protecting her in his arms, "She is my wife, damn it! Anyone who dares to touch her, try it!" Four years ago, she became crippled because of him and left Falwood in despair. Four years later, she insists on marrying him. Everyone was waiting for Benjamin Grant to abandon her again, but no one knew that Mr. Grant had set a trap for a full four years, just so she could return to his side. Soon after, he spoiled Mia Lowder to the extreme, to the point of obsession. Only then did the people of Falwood realize that Mr. Grant was unwell, and pampered his wife recklessly!

It's true love when a man who lacks nothing claims to love you. Ugly and poor men are not necessarily more dependable than the tall, rich and handsome ones. The wealthy magnate Wang is as righteous as he is wicked, yet fundamentally he’s extraordinarily arrogant. The grassroots girl, Yan Xixi, accidentally stumbles into his world, one wants to cheat money, the other wants to cheat people, a series of hilarious misunderstandings, simply hysterical. This novel won the first prize in Tencent's original creation competition, originally named "Inconvenient to Live" and is one of the key online works supported by the China Writers Association.

She schemed to have Brandan marry her, and the price was being overpowered! Iris Harris was overwhelmed and, for the sake of her own life, presented a divorce agreement. Who would have thought she'd be pinned against the wall in the blink of an eye? "What are you trying to do..." she asked in panic. "Do you admit it?" "Yes..." "Do you still dare to divorce?" Iris Harris, tears welling up: "I don't dare!"

The handsome, noble, cold, and ruthless family heir Ignatius Leclair took a liking to the fostered girl Delphine Carter in his home. From then on, the aloof man transformed into a loyal companion, taking care of children, cooking... The entire aristocratic circle was utterly shocked, with everyone envying. Delphine Carter smiled serenely: cunning, energetic, vengeful, a different persona by day and night. [Reading Tips: 1V1, both protagonists are pure, sweet story, the heroine is beautiful.]

Everyone says he is an iceberg, but only Maya Spencer knows he is a volcano, and moreover, a volcano that is passionately unlimited for her, an indulgently pampering volcano.

Upcoming Alpha, Kael has spent years chasing what may well only be a memory. A moonlit figure who saved his life but vanished before he could learn more. Remembering little more than her piercing violet eyes and her stunning blond hair, Kael is willing to turn the world upside down to find the girl again; certain she is meant to be his, His hunt for the moonlit figure brings a new tactic. A bridal screening. And, through that screening brings into his life Grace. A beautiful daughter. With eyes of a stunning shade of violet and hair of blond. Beautiful. Polished. Confident. Everything a future Luna should be. Had his search paid off in more ways than one? Had he found his childhood savior as well as the perfect bride? Only there is a complication. Along with Grace came her maid, Wren. Resentment bubbling between the two women is clear to see. A power-hungry omega? Or more than meets the eye? Either way Kael is torn because the one thing the women share is the stunning violet eyes. A rare thing within their world, and something he had been searching for for so long. Yet here he was, faced with two women, so different to one another both with the one thing he recalled from his moonlit memory. Was either woman the one he had been searching for? Or was it nothing but a haunted past he needed to let go?

She was the substitute. He was the price. Elena Vance has never been anyone's first choice. When her golden sister flees days before her wedding to billionaire Damon Cross, Elena is handed over like payment for a family debt. No one asks if she wants to go. No one cares. Damon Cross built an empire from nothing. Cold. Calculated. Incapable of vulnerability. A wife is a transaction. He doesn't care which sister stands at the altar. Elena arrives at Cross Estate—a marble mansion built to impress but never to warm. She signs a contract with clear rules: wear the ring, attend events, ask for nothing. The marriage ends in one year. But that night, she finds a photograph. A woman she doesn't recognize. A baby wrapped in white cloth. On the back, in faded handwriting: Elena and Mama. Before the fire. She has no memory of any fire. No memory of any mother but Eleanor Vance—the woman who raised her as nothing. As Elena digs into the past, she uncovers letters from her missing sister and a truth that shatters everything. She was never a Vance. She was stolen from the Cross family the night a fire changed everything. Her real mother is alive. Her sister ran to protect her. And the man she married has been searching for her since he was fourteen. But the truth comes with a price. Eleanor Vance started one fire. She won't hesitate to start another. As flames consume the mansion, Elena must confront the woman who raised her, the mother who lost her, and the man who married her. She must decide who she is—not who she was made to be. And when the final truth is unearthed from the ashes, Elena discovers that the one thing Eleanor couldn't burn might be the only thing that sets her free. She was the spare. Until she became the only thing he couldn't afford to lose.

Trapped in a loveless marriage to a ruthless Alpha, Livia’s life is nothing but silence, scars, and shattered hope. To her husband, she is a decoration—useful for reputation, disposable in private. When betrayal strikes from the one person she trusted, Livia is pushed to the edge of despair. Then she meets Aldus—the feared Lycan King of the Blood Moon Pack. Cold, powerful, and burdened by a past drenched in blood, Aldus has sworn never to love again. Yet in Livia’s broken gaze, he finds something he thought he had lost forever: home. As war brews between packs and secrets crawl out from the shadows, Livia must choose between the life that is slowly killing her and the love that could save her. In a world ruled by claws and crowns, can a wounded Luna and a cursed Lycan King defy fate—and find healing in each other’s embrace?

I gave six years of my life to a man who promised me forever only to be betrayed on the eve of our wedding. Cast out by my own family, pregnant and unwanted, I thought I had lost everything. But when the shadows closed in, another man appeared one who swore to protect me even if it cost him his life. He’s dangerous, infuriating, and nothing like the prince I once dreamed of. Yet every time he bleeds for me, every time he stands between me and the world, I start to wonder— Did I truly lose everything that night… or did I find something far more powerful? Now Jethro wants me back, my family calls me a disgrace, and the child I carry has become a prize everyone is willing to fight for. They think I’m broken. Disposable. Helpless. But they’re about to learn... I may have been betrayed, but I refuse to be destroyed.

A blindfolded woman. A captor who speaks calmly to the camera. And a video the whole world can’t stop watching. Late one night, a disturbing clip goes viral—showing a young woman tied up, her captor’s voice echoing in the dark. While the internet debates whether it’s real, her boyfriend reports her missing. The victim is Mitra, a software engineer and small-time social activist… and the key witness in an unresolved kidnapping from two weeks earlier. Trapped and threatened, Mitra refuses to break. Instead, she engages her captor—who calls himself Sashi—in a dangerous psychological battle of truth and lies, probing into his secrets as he digs into hers. As Vishal races against time to find her, Sashi releases more videos to the public. Each one is a twisted interrogation. Each one paints Mitra not as a simple victim—but as a guilty person with a hidden past. The clues lead back twelve years, to a quiet town, a brutal murder, and a past neither Mitra nor Vishal ever escaped. This is not just the story of a kidnapping. It is the unraveling of a chain of murders spanning more than a decade—and an obsession that was waiting to be exposed. When the truth finally surfaces, who will be left standing?

Willow Grace spent her life being controlled. Born into power, raised in silence, and promised to a man she had never met, her future was never hers to choose. So she ran. At eighteen, she disappeared into a world where no one knew her name, building a quiet life from nothing, hiding in plain sight, convincing herself she was finally free. For five years, it worked. Until the feeling started. The sense of being watched. Followed. Known. At first, it was only shadows and reflections, something easy to dismiss. But then she sees him. A man who doesn’t belong anywhere—and yet somehow, everywhere she goes, he’s already there. He doesn’t chase her. He waits. He watches. And when he finally steps out of the darkness, he knows her name. Aiden Black. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. One of the most dangerous men in Los Angeles—and the very man she was meant to marry before she ran. But Aiden doesn’t want obedience. He wants possession. As Willow’s carefully built life begins to unravel, the people she trusts start to change. Ethan, the man who once made her feel safe, becomes something else entirely. Control replaces protection. Love turns into something darker. And betrayal begins to surface in places she never expected. With danger closing in from every side—her past, her present, and the man who refuses to let her go—Willow is forced to face a truth she can’t escape. will she get out of this alive and free or die in the process?.

In the realm of St. Vladimirs, where the Moroi vampires wheld their power, the air was thick with an undercurrent of magic. The Guardians, sworn to protect, stood vigilant against the Strigoi threat, their dhampir hearts beating with a fierce determination. But beyond the boundaries of this enchanted world, whispers of an ancient prophecy began to stir, foretelling a reckoning that would shatter the fragile peace and plunge St. Vladimirs into chaos. Amidst this brewing storm, a legend emerged - a Bloodsmith, forged in the shadows, with the power to shape the destiny of the realm. Would you dare to uncover the secrets hidden within the shadows, and awaken the Bloodsmith within?

She was never supposed to survive that accident. She was never supposed to wake up in the Beastworld. And she was definitely never supposed to wield a power even the beastmen fear. Dragged into a world ruled by instinct and primal strength, Lunaya discovers she is the only human capable of "Resonance", a rare ability that can calm, disrupt, or even control a beastman’s instincts with nothing but a touch. A mythical gift. A deadly curse. From the moment she arrives, a feral wolf-beastman saves her from a monstrous predator… and instantly claims her. A dragonborn warrior tries to dominate her, yet his power breaks against hers. A desert feline becomes dangerously obsessed with her scent. And a raven prophet whispers that she will bring ruin to every tribe. In a world where every species is bound by primal nature, she is the only one who can defy it. Protected, hunted, desired, she must decide who to trust if she wants to survive. But the closer the beastmen grow to her, the stronger her Resonance becomes. And soon, Lunaya uncovers a terrifying truth: She wasn't brought into this world by accident. The Beastworld called her. Claimed her. Marked her. Welcome to the Beastworld. This story is also published on Royal Road under the same author name.

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn ---------------------- Julie pov I screamed at him as I tried to break free from the grip of his hands to reach for his belt, his body, anything belonging to him: "I don't care! I want you to fuck me now... do you understand?" ///////////////////////// Robert pov She said defiantly: "I'll do it myself," and placed her trembling fingers on her pussy. I pounced on her and gripped her hands tightly: "What are you doing, you crazy girl?!" She screamed as she tried to escape: "Let me go to get rid of this agony! If you don't want to fuck me, let me save myself!" I was pressing on her hands to restrain her, and she took advantage of my proximity and kissed me hungrily. I pulled my lips away from her with difficulty, while my body was screaming to throw myself on top of her and touch every inch of her. I was burning too, seeing her in this miserable state. She looked into my eyes deeply and said in a tone that made my world reel: "Robert... take my virginity... make me scream your name, Robert." ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

Wren Ashwood has waited her whole life for two things — her wolf and Callum Grey. Her childhood best friend. The boy who held her hand through every shift-less birthday and whispered "I'll choose you anyway." Now eighteen and still unshifted, Wren stands before the entire Ashwood pack expecting her fated mate bond — and instead gets a public rejection that splits her heart in two. Callum already has a chosen mate. A powerful, fully-shifted Alpha female. And Wren? She's nothing but an omega who can't even change under a full moon. Then a stranger walks through the pack doors like a storm given a body. Killian Voss. The Lycan King. The man who destroyed her parents' pack when she was six years old, leaving her an orphan raised by strangers. His eyes meet hers and the mate bond hits them both like lightning. He speaks four words in front of every witness: "I will take her." Wren has a choice — crumble in the ashes of her first rejection, or accept the hand of the most dangerous man alive and burn the whole world down on her way back up. She chooses fire.

Dying a pathetic life in his previous life, Salvar had enough, and he wanted to change the course of history in his second life. In this life, he will take revenge upon those who wronged him, betrayed him for the sake of power and jealousy, sold him their profit, and tortured him for their satisfaction. He swore to rip every soul of the body that belonged to those who baited him.

After a failed suicide attempt, a woman wakes up to find she is no longer alone in her body. Something ancient survived inside her. And it wants intimacy. Not love. Not possession. Intimacy.

People shunned me, labeling me a defective Alpha long before I understood what that meant. The only person who ever stayed by my side was Alex. We learned how to survive on the streets together—until he couldn’t take it anymore and started selling drugs. Luck had never touched my life. I was the one who got caught. The woman who stopped me was powerful enough to destroy me in her own twisted way. "A spoon," she said. I didn’t understand how it was possible, but she meant to reduce me to a mere spoon. Then she let me go, warning me never to appear in front of her again. But... I was a really, really unlucky person and met her again. And again. Until it became impossible to walk away from her. Being spared by her felt dangerously close to being chosen for something. Despite knowing it would destroy me, I found myself yearning for more of her. I had no one who truly cared about me. Except Alex. So her mercy slowly began to feel like belonging. ***** It's Omegaverse, where Female Alpha's has a dick.