Twisted Desires: follows the lives of identical twins Ella and Elena, who are caught in a tangled love triangle with Liam, a charming senior. What begins as innocent attraction turns into jealousy, betrayal, and rivalry as both sisters fight for his affection. As secrets unravel and tensions rise, their bond is tested, leading to unexpected consequences that will change their lives forever.
These two were not simply twins. They were more than that. They were one in the other - a crooked, imperfect mirror that nobody could clearly comprehend. Same face, same body, yet worlds apart. Or at the very least, what they wanted everybody to think. And really, they were like Yin and Yang meshing perfectly. Theirs was a small world: their house, their moments together, and now, their school. Yet their dark, illicit obsession with golden boy Liam was a world with its walls closing in.
Liam was the opposite of everything they were. He was handsome, charming, the life of the party - and every single one of his moves tugged at something deep within both of them, something neither twin could resist. Yet where Ella had been brash, almost careless in her pursuit, Elena was quiet, more subdued in her longing. For years, they had been this way, ever since the first time they caught what Liam thought was a casual glance at them as he passed.
But that had been the moment they realized he wasn't just an object of lust from afar - he was both of theirs to devour. This had not been spoken about, not to one another and not to anyone else. Like an unspeakable secret, the obsession hung between them. Such desire was dangerous, especially that kind. Yet it was there, heavy in the air between their words, in the looks they gave one another when no one was looking.
The twins were like predators circling the same prey; no one knew which one of them would make the first move, but they knew one of them would. Their classmates believed them to be those fragrant and ideal twins - students who went hand in hand all the time and were always wonderful together: perfect twins you wanted to spend time with. The teachers adored the twins for their civility and quiet intelligence too. But there was darkness that hid beneath those matching smiles, something hidden from everyone.
It all began on a Thursday afternoon. In the school hallways, mischief abounded: laughter flew and footsteps echoed as the fresh scent of dining hall fare permeated the air. Ella was ahead, her eyes constantly flicking across the crowd, a smile curling at the corner of her mouth. Elena trod along silently always. Her dark hair swirled long around her face and hid her eyes. Twins though they were, they were inseparable; one fact was clear: Ella decided the course of their steps.
Ella has always been the dominant one of the twins. She was fearless and loved to roll with the punches and not think before she acted. Elena, in contrast, is more reserved and makes her moves carefully after weighing her options. The tall, broad-shouldered man who has tousled hair is someone who makes girls swoon and guys want to be like him.
As Ella and Elena walked toward the bathroom down the hallway, Elena's eyes landed on her best friend Lucy, who was bouncing with excitement.
'Elena!' The face had lit up into a big grin, and Lucy called out, 'I have some vine-close gossip for you, and trust me, you don't want to miss this!' This made Elena raise an eyebrow in spite of herself. Lucy always knew how to keep her interested. 'What's going on?' Elena asked, halting when Lucy ran up. As Ella and Elena made their way further down the hall toward the bathroom, Elena was already getting the goosebumps of the moment.
'You go ahead,' Ella said. 'I'll catch you later; I just have to get something out of the bathroom.' Elena nodded, 'Fine, just don't take long.' Her chest was beating loudly as she walked down the hall, the sound of the other students fading away. She certainly hadn't expected to see Liam today - hadn't expected to feel that thing between them, the heat-shimmer of desire. But there he was, propped up against the lockers, looking at her with those eyes that made her feel like she was bathing in molten lava.
His eyes were dark with something unreadable as he pushed off the lockers and walked toward her without a word. Ella didn't hesitate. Her pulse quickened, and soon enough, they were slipping into the nearest bathroom, the door clicking shut behind them. With that, Ella pulled Liam by his arm to drag him. Without missing a beat, she dragged him to the nearest bathroom. Nothing was wrong, but as she dragged Liam into the restroom, her mind cried:This is wrong.
But everything else was right - his touch, his body, his mouth on hers. She couldn't stop. Not now. The hallway sounds faded the instant the door clicked shut behind them, leaving only the silence of the room mixing with their pounding hearts. Liam asked quietly, 'What are you doing?' His breath quickened as he cornered her. Ella said from somewhere, her voice breathy with such desire, "I don't know. It was more of: 'I just - had to be with you.'
Ella kissed him fiercely, as if the moment might evaporate if they didn't act quickly-for his answer. For that one moment, with her lips crashing against his, nothing else mattered. The outside world might persist, but in that bathroom, there were only those two people: her and Liam, and the way they kept their mouths fused together in an open-mouth kiss that no human being could be faulted for. They connected instantly. It almost felt like a circuit charge. Just then,...
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!