twisted

it's about a teenage girl left by her parents with her aunty, and she was smart brilliant and intelligent, but also she was abused and bullied both at home and in school. she never gave up, she kept her grades and thrived through all odds

What if the deepest secrets of the past resurfaced with a single awakening, threatening to unravel the present? Eighty-six years after a forgotten massacre, a lone survivor of a sinister experiment awakens from stasis with fragmented memories, drawing an unsuspecting detectives into a web of family legacies, corporate rivalries, and a dark scientific truth that refuses to stay buried.

Warning: 17+++ only. This isn't some cute Alpha omega story, it involves a ML Alpha who's a dick and an omega who's an obsessed fucker. *** Lee Ji ho is a shameless, dick-obsessed cumslut. Every night he impales himself on a massive, ridged dildo that leaves him gaping; by day he struts around with a throbbing remote egg buried in his greedy hole; come weekends, he prowls dimly lit gay dens chasing after hung alphas for brutal, no-strings poundings. His deepest craving? A throbbing shaft stuffing his throat nonstop, morning till night. One scorching night he bags a stunning, girthy beast of a thing that knows exactly how to wreck a hole. Right as the tidal wave of bliss is about to crash over him… blinding white flash. Temporal displacement achieved. The newly arrived Lee Ji ho whines in pure frustration: “Nooo, I was literally seconds from exploding…” [System: Gather “500ml of thick seed” directly from his stretched rear.] Jackpot. This is his natural habitat. Time to turn every cock in this new age into his personal milk factory!

Ava Caldwell is drowning in the helplessness of hospice care. After six years of watching terminal patients beg for relief she can't provide, she's hollowed out, isolated, and questioning if her work even matters. Then she meets Elliot Cross at a conference, a data analyst who's built an algorithm predicting which patients will suffer most. For the first time in years, someone understands the weight she carries. As their relationship deepens, Ava finds herself sharing intimate details about her most difficult patients. When those same patients begin dying peacefully, she's grateful. Until the pattern becomes undeniable: Elliot is killing them. Confronted with the truth, Ava learns she's already complicit in 15 deaths. Her patient information, her conversations, her trust, all used to select victims. Elliot doesn't deny it. He believes he's providing mercy, ending suffering the medical system prolongs. And he shows Ava the grateful families, the peaceful deaths, the relief. Ava knows she should go to the police. Instead, she makes a choice that will haunt her forever: she continues helping him, consciously selecting 31 more patients. But when her best friend Rachel discovers the truth and a homicide detective starts investigating, Ava's world collapses. Fleeing to Costa Rica with Elliot and his dangerous partner Jonas, she discovers the operation is bigger than she imagined, and that one of their "mercy killings" was a catastrophic mistake. A 31-year-old woman who wasn't even terminal, killed because of an algorithm error. Now Ava must decide: remain complicit in Elliot's expanding network, or betray the man she loves and face justice for 46 murders.

Have you ever wondered what happens during death—or what lingers after it? I have. I saw it. I endured it. And it is a story I wish I could forget. Ann Jones lived an ordinary life, indistinguishable from millions of others, until the cruel hand of fate closed around her and shattered everything she knew. What followed was not a single death, but many—each one different, each one more horrific than the last. There are countless ways to die. Accidents, poison, drowning etc. Now imagine one person forced to experience all of them. Ann is trapped in a living hell no human should ever know. Every death strips away another piece of her sanity. Every rebirth drags her back into suffering she cannot escape. With each return, her hope erodes, replaced by a single desperate wish: for life to finally end. To Ann, she wonders what can end her suffering But when she is forced to relive the torment yet again, she begins to question the purpose behind her suffering. Why her? Why this endless cycle? And what unseen force stands at the door between life, death, and rebirth? “No… I don’t want rebirth,” Ann sobbed, clutching her head as her thoughts unraveled. “I just want it to be over. Once and for all. Why me? Why me?” As her sanity fractures, Ann must confront a terrifying truth: Rebirth is not a gift. It is the cruelest form of torture. Rebirth is good when you're able to change what pain you felt before but when rebirth increases the pain what's the point. And if she cannot change what happens at the door of death, she may never truly escape it. Genre: Thriller / MysteryTone: Dark, haunting, yet threaded with fragile hopeCore Themes: Survival, human experimentation, the meaning of death, the cost of rebirth

I am 20 year Old an ordinary girl who never dreamed of becoming part of a mafia world; my life was simple, quiet, built on hard work and silent endurance, because I learned early that not every tear deserves to be seen. I never imagined fate would place me before a man whose name is spoken with fear, a ruthless mafia king with merciless eyes, bloodstained hands, and a heart that knows only command and punishment, where people either survive by his will or perish by it. Becoming his wife was never my choice but a compulsion, a deal that brought me into his fortress-like mansion for one reason alone his six-month-old daughter, a motherless, innocent soul who needed care. He made it clear from the beginning that I was a wife only in name, brought into his life solely to raise his child, with no claim over his world, his decisions, or his heart. Yet when that little girl wrapped her tiny fingers around mine, trusting me without fear, my resolve shattered, and she slowly became my entire world my strength in her smile, my weakness in her cries. Through her, I began to see another side of the man everyone feared: a father who went silent before his child, whose hands that had spilled blood trembled when holding her. Caught between his rage, his silence, and his dark secrets, I was no longer just an observer, and every time his daughter called me “mother,” something flickered in his eyes. I know this path is dangerous, that the man I married does not believe in love and sees relationships as mere necessities, yet the heart is stubborn, slowly carving cracks into his stone-cold soul. This story does not begin with love, but with fear, compulsion, and captivity and perhaps, somewhere in this darkness, destiny has left a trace of light, even if I do not yet know whether my end with this mafia king will be life, death, or love.

Summer’s marriage to Gideon had been nothing short of a fairytale. Their days were filled with joy and peace until one incident ruined everything completely. The man she loved the most accused her of cheating. ======= “Who is the father of the child?” Gideon thundered, squeezing her shoulders. His crushing grip made her wince in pain and fear. “It’s yours. Why won’t you believe me?” “I wanted to. But these reports tell different story.” He threw the paternity test reports at her. “Hope is not my child?” The ground shattering revelation rattled Summer. She tried everything to save this marriage, but it didn’t turn well. Hidden conspiracy and betrayal tore her world apart, costing her everything, including her own life. The moment she thought it was over, she found herself gone back in time. She had been reborn. Armed with the knowledge of what was to come, she vowed to protect herself and her family. ====== “Since I’ve been given a second chance, I’ll not let the history to repeat.” She thought she would stay far away from Gideon, but fate had other plans. He appeared in front of her again six years later. This time, he didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to trap her, torment her, and own her. Would Summer let him ruin her again? Would she be able to change her fate this time? “In this life, you can never escape me,” Gideon hissed. Summer looked into his eyes coldly. “We ended things six years ago. I’ll never let you crawl back into my life again.” Pinching her chin, he declared, “No one can stop me from reclaiming you, not even you.”

Five years of marriage. One night of betrayal. Two brothers bound by blood… and a secret that could destroy her. Zara lost everything the night her husband broke her, her home, her dignity, her faith in love. Running from a life that nearly erased her, she never expected to wake up in a stranger’s bed… or that the stranger would turn out to be her husband’s twin. Cassian Hartley is dangerous, cold, and watching her far too closely. He says nothing happened that night. Her body says otherwise. Now Zara is pregnant, trapped between two powerful brothers locked in a war fueled by obsession, control, and revenge. One wants to own her. The other swears he’ll burn the world to keep her safe. But the truth is darker than either of them. A cursed bloodline. A child who may inherit violence. A love that feels like protection… and prison. In a world where love bleeds into possession and safety comes at a terrifying cost, Zara must decide: run from the darkness… or embrace it. A dark romance filled with obsession, secrets, and forbidden desire. Enemies to lovers. Twin rivalry. Pregnancy twist. Once you start, you won’t escape.

This is a fan translation of 只能活一年了才更要成为传奇赛马娘! The original author is 大渚教 Please support them! === Transmigration? Uma Musume? I'm the protagonist? If you're transmigrated into a world where you only have one year left, do you just lie down and wait to die? Instead, Twilight Song decided she would give everything she had to become a legend, living forever in everyone's hearts. But just when she truly became a legend and died gloriously on the racetrack, her eyes suddenly snapped open again. Hold your horses—there’s a revival match?! Hold your horses again—wasn't I still at Tracen Academy before I ran myself to death?! And now a stable's falling out of the sky? Seriously?! #Umamusume #Uma Musume #Pretty Derby

He wants to break her. She might just destroy him. Isabelle Duval entered the hallowed halls of St. Aurelia’s Academy with nothing but a violin and a past she can’t remember. In a place where bloodlines are currency, she is a ghost, invisible, until she catches the eye of the school’s most dangerous predator. Dmitri Volkov is the crown prince of a medical empire, a man who views the world with the cold precision of a surgeon’s blade. He doesn't want Isabelle’s love; he wants her submission. He is determined to unravel her secrets and dismantle her spirit, note by agonizing note. But as Dmitri draws Isabelle into his dark orbit of power and obsession, the lines between hunter and prey begin to blur. Isabelle isn't just another girl to be discarded; she is a haunting melody that he cannot stop playing. At St. Aurelia, love is a war of wills. And as the music rises, Dmitri is about to learn that the girl he intended to ruin is the only thing capable of burning his empire to the ground.

Bunch of poems I write when I'm sad.

He said: We can divorce. She said: No, I want to be your father's daughter-in-law! When all the dust settled, she finally managed to protect her entire family amidst the upheaval of changing dynasties. Princess Qin: Your Highness, can we divorce now? King Qin: Don't even think about it~! PS: Set in an alternate history of the Tang Dynasty~ [The talented and skilled fallen noble Miss VS the domineering King Qin who dotes on his daughter-in-law on his father's orders]

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

He was an extremely wealthy CEO. His hobbies were clinging to his wife and pampering her to the extreme. One day, the bodyguard reported, "Sir, Madam went to chase her ex-fiancé!" "Sir, Madam confessed her love for her ex-fiancé on a global livestream!" "Change the photos and names to mine!" "Sir, Madam went to the hospital to have an abortion!" The incredibly handsome and wealthy man couldn't contain his anger. "Bring Madam back to me, and take good care of her! No, stop! I'm going to get her myself!" After marriage, Su Fu glared at her possessive husband. "Let's divorce; this life is unbearable!" Shangguan Ling smirked. "So what if it's unbearable? Whoever leaves, loses! I'll give you the property, our child, and myself! Wherever you go, I'll go too!"

When Fantasia Doree was small she started with a big bang. A deadly killer who is at large commiting crimes she carve her victims and leaves her signature PFK making it look like a work of art which it was. The thrill of hunting down her preys makes her all the more daring at playing the game of cat and mouse with the detectives. The worst part is that publicly she was so angelic in all her looks and behavior that no one would ever think of the possibility as her being the killer, but then again who would ever consider a child with the looks and temperament of an angel to be so monstrous. For years she grew even more angelic and beautiful and still as careful as ever until that fateful day when a handsome detective stopped by and asked her advice. She could feel the pull and the way her heart swell whenever he looked at her and asked a simple question, that joy and longing at the same time and right then she knew there was something about him she had to see and she wanted him too. Special Detective Justice Swarie was assigned to the case because of his outstanding recommendation and expertise. He was also someone who loves the hunt but never got satisfaction. However before he was even assigned to PFK he was keeping an eye on it. It was the biggest case and that leaves him obsessed he was filled with excitement, a case that crawls under his skin. With each new PFK case there was even more exhilaration even more than he thought was possible. Once he had a brief run in with Fantasia Doree and found great comfort in her above expectation company. One thing led to another and before they know it he started visiting the forensic doctor regularly. Will Fantasia Doree kill Justice Swarie or will he turn her in when find out that his sweet forensic doctor who he treasure so much is his PFK he is hunting. ***SNIPPET*** "Senior, have a look at this", the forensic pathology team leader said in a rushed voice. " We found that the PFK on the body not only have a cursive style but look," There on the printed paper showing a picture of the bran on the body was tiny words that made the outline of the bold three letter signature. "This....!", Shocked and also excited at what he saw detective Swarie quickly masked his emotions carefully and said in a somber tone to no one in particular. "About time we got a lead don't you think?" He took up his coat with completely careful movements making sure not to show the nervous shake of his hand and turned to his team. " Now we have a new lead," he announced, "We need to find all mechanics who specializes in delicate inlaid designs, we also need to consults the professors at Groudil Collage of the arts so we can get a list of students who might have a possibility of creating this design. Any question?" No one said anything. "DISMESSED." They all got up and went about the task at hand. Leaving the police station they failed to realized that on the other side of the street was an ordinary looking inconspicuous car with a grinning woman looking at a tablet with an earpiece in her ear. She was zooming in on detective Justice Swarie and her eyes glazed over when she realized that he too had the same look of a hunter. 'yes that's the look I've been waiting for.... finally' she thought. She giggled like a love sick teenager then laughed right out over what she just discovered. Not only did they find out that her signature was made with inlaid words but they are going to see the old madam. ' That woman is even worst than I am.' she thought. "Ha ha ha ha.....they are in for a real turn around this time, I have to stop by with a gift for dinner." She drove away without another glance at the detectives knowing full well that they are right where they started and that her mentor will be so pleased with her she just might get the special tools that has been made with the outmost untraceable accuracy. 'BEFORE DINNER WHO SHOULD I KILL AS AN APPETIZER' She though looking around with the grin still in place.

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a leisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led to the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......and the list goes on. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a Path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you] ----------------------------------- English is not my first language and I'm sorry for the inconvenience I cause because of it. Thank you all truly for reading and enjoying it despite the lack.

what happened when biggest fear become your last hope.....

wacky high school exeperience of few high school students.

An unexpected event led her to become pregnant, and after the child was born, he actually sent someone to take her son away. At the top of the cliff, the car was destroyed, and lives were lost. Years later, she returned from abroad, looked at the man before her, and said coldly, "Mr. Mu, even if you offer your entire company, I won't do business with you."

Princess Liora Ashenbane has always been invisible—the forgotten middle child of Valeria's royal family, overlooked and underestimated. Her quiet life shatters when she wakes up in a golden cage, eight hundred miles from home, with no memory of how she got there. She's been sold. Drugged by her own family and delivered to Alpha King Thessian Nightfang as part of a treaty between humans and werewolves. But this is no political marriage—it's a death sentence. Three months ago, Thessian's mate and Luna, Aria, was murdered in a brutal attack on a werewolf settlement. Fifty-three of his people were slaughtered, including women and children. Security footage shows the massacre was led by someone with Liora's face. Her own father provided the evidence and signed her over as payment for the crime. Thessian doesn't want a bride. He wants vengeance. And he has three weeks until the full moon to break her, torture her, and make her pay for every drop of blood spilled. But Liora knows the truth—she's innocent. She's never left the palace, never held a weapon, never killed anyone. Someone with her face committed those murders, and she has three weeks to prove it before Thessian rips her throat out. Trapped in enemy territory with no allies, no power, and a pack of werewolves who want her dead, Liora must transform from a sheltered princess into a survivor. She must uncover who really killed Aria Nightfang, expose the conspiracy that framed her, and somehow convince the Alpha King who hates her that she's not his enemy. But as she fights for her life and digs deeper into the truth, Liora discovers that the attack on Thessian's pack is part of something far more sinister—a plot that threatens both humans and werewolves alike. And the only person who can help her stop it is the same man who's sworn to kill her. In a world where trust is a luxury and every moment could be her last, Liora must find strength she never knew she had. Because survival isn't enough—she needs to uncover the truth, clear her name, and maybe, just maybe, heal the broken heart of the Alpha King who sees her as his enemy. But first, she has to survive the torture. The pain. The hatred. And three weeks of hell in a golden cage. Weak to strong. Enemies to lovers. A princess who must become a warrior. An Alpha King consumed by grief and rage. And a truth that could destroy them both—or save two worlds from war.