Twisted Love

Twisted Love

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In which a beautiful young girl's life is forever changed and turned upside down, all because she couldn't stay away.

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Chapter 1

One.

Lara

For as long as I can remember I have been infatuated with the moon.

The moon, and the ocean—specifically what the moon did to the sea. 

The light beaming from the sky so simply but causing so much chaos, strong salty gusts of wind, the thick low hanging clouds, in the forbidding empty sky; and the low rumble of thunder that echoes through the air and wraps itself around me, like the wind.

That's what loving him felt like, or maybe losing him.

Maybe I never had him...maybe loving him was losing him.

The chaos of the angry ocean, with the looming uneasy sky, that felt like him.

My eyes watch the frothy waves rush to the sand, washing away anything left behind by the previous rush of water. and the dark sky above feels as though it's dripping down around me as I let my teeth sink into my lip, my thoughts escaping me. 

The thought of his kiss made my cold and pale fingers reach to my lips, swearing I could feel it for a split second, only for the imaginary sensation to disappear like the waves disappearing back into the ocean, making me shiver.

I finally got the courage to look away from the freezing water. I turn on my heels, staring down at wet sand, thunder crashing around me again. 

The rain was about to fall, any second now, I stare upwards before I make the choice to walk back towards my house.

My feet feel heavy, as I sigh, not wanting to leave but knowing I needed to. 

My hands shoved into the pocket of my jacket, my head down as the wind feels like it's fighting against me, not so subtly pushing me back to the ocean.

The ocean was where I felt him the most, the sand slipping through my fingers, like he did. 

The cold wind left me breathless, like he did.

And the salty water left goosebumps on my skin, like he did.

As soon as I open the front door, and close it behind me, I start ridding myself of these damp clothes.

The army olive-green jacket piling on the floor waiting for the rest of the wet clothes that insulted my body...

I walk through the dimly lit apartment, the floor creaking a bit as I walk towards the pale gloomy avocado-colored kitchen before opening up a cabinet, and pulling down my mother’s vintage cast iron tea kettle.

The metal clinks against the side of the old and slightly rusted yellow-tinted sink as the water rushed out of the faucet and into the kettle—the clicking of the stove’s pilot clicking as I watched the flame ignite under the burner grates made me realize just how quiet my apartment is.

I sigh, looking across the room at my record player.

Everything reminded me of him, can't I just listen to music without his voice creeping its way into my mind?

The memories of him also tainted my fond few memories of my mother and me before she disappeared with more sadness, cause now he too was gone.

Left in my bra and underwear I shiver—goosebumps littering my skin, staring out the large half-circle window of my apartment. 

The ocean stared back at me as my mind trails to the times he peeled my clothes off as we pushed through the door of these four yellow-tinted white walls

Our hands were not moving fast enough for our likings as we melted into each other's embrace. My kiss burned through the cold exterior he used to hide who he was.

A knock on the door quickly snaps me out of his arms, that memory of his arms wrapped around me.

I brush my wet hair behind my ears as I walk towards the door, furrowing my brows as I near the wooden door that had chipped white paint covering it. I stop in my tracks, and look down, and realize I had indeed stripped.

"Just a second!" My voice shakes as I speak, feeling flustered.

I wasn't expecting anyone. I trod up the stairs towards my room. 

I lived in a small apartment with a loft where my room was. I reached into my drawer grabbing a largely worn t-shirt, it was his. it used to be his. I slid it over my head, reaching for my leggings, moving quickly as I pulled the thin fabric over my legs. 

I almost tripped over my own feet as I rushed to the door, swinging it open.

I feel all of the air escape my lungs as I stare into the hallway of my apartment building. 

A lump forms in my throat, as I feel the blood drain from my face. my cheeks lose color. I stumble over my words as I open my mouth to try to say anything.

“K-Kol?” As his name falls from my lips I furrow my eyebrows and my shock turns quickly to anger.

Thoughts fill my head quickly like the clouds filling the sky outside, as it is getting ready to rain. My eyes water and I feel like I'm literally choking on words that seem to find their way halfway up my throat and then stop.

I take a deep breath. my hands at my sides, I ball my fists. 

The familiar smell of smoke and expensive cologne overwhelms me. It was something I occasionally smelled after he left, it would find its way to me while I was reading, or trying to fall asleep, and now yet again it had found its way to me.

He had found his way to me.

"No—" Was all that I could get out. His eyebrows raise and his arm goes to the door frame, he leans in.

"Really?" His sharp accent makes goosebumps rise on my skin yet again. I wanted to disappear right now, right here. 

His hazel-green eyes look down at the ground and back up to my eyes. He moves from the doorframe and steps towards me. I step backward, but I don't tell him to stop.

"Kol-" I breathe shakily. I hadn't said his name out loud for months, but now it was the only thing I could say.

I had the urge to either hug him or hit him. I wasn't quite sure. I didn't think I would ever see him again, and here he was. standing in my doorway, ripped black jeans, a leather jacket, and a shirt with three buttons buttoned.

My eyes fall to the tribal tattoos peeking out. They taunted me, reminding me of the times my hands had free roam of each and every ink line on his skin.

"Lara" he mocks my tone. Although he put on such a cold, hardened exterior, his eyes said otherwise.

The emotion was present in his eyes, and somewhat hidden by his high.

I listen but snap myself out of whatever trance he put me in. Quickly, I put my hands up, in protest as he says my name. "don't." I mumble as I shake my head and mentally scold myself for wanting to hear what he had to say.

"Y-You.." I shake my head again as I try to figure out what words are coming next, the world feels like it has stopped spinning. 

I was so lost.

I had gone over what I would say to him if I ever saw him again. I had gone over it in my head before falling asleep, every night for a month....but now...I wasn't even sure I understood what was happening.

"I?" He cuts me off as he steps closer. My back was now pressed against one of the pillars in my falling apart apartment.

His smell was intoxicating, my eyes lowering as he moved closer. I couldn't look him in the eyes, I didn't even want to look at him at all for that matter.

"Get out." I spit, my jaw clenching tightly after I get the words out. "I-I don't even know who you are-get out." My hands go to his chest, and I shove as hard as I could.

His eyebrows raise, taunting me. 

"I said get out!" I yell, and my voice cracks. I sounded way less intimidating than I was intending. 

Maybe that's because I didn’t know if I wanted him to leave

"You think you can disappear for months, no calls, no texts, nothing. and then show up here?" I laugh a little, my chest rising and falling quickly as I try to pull myself together. "That's so funny." I nod, pushing his chest again.

"Get out of my house Kol or—" I stop. "Is that even your name?" My eyes squinted towards him, watching his jaw clench immediately as the words I spoke hit him.

"Of course, that's my fucking name are you serious right now? Lara—" his strong voice boomed through my apartment, making me shiver. I'm sure the whole building heard his anger-filled voice.

He reaches for me. 

My eyes widened and I stepped back again.

"I don't even care if that's your name, I don't care who you are. I don't know you." I shake my head, coming to terms with the words as I say them.

"You lied to me about everything. Everything that happened between us was a lie. You don't even know who you are." I look down at my hands, realizing I'm fumbling with them nervously. 

He made me so nervous.

"Please- just get out." I blinked a few times trying to keep the tears from falling but it was too late, they streamed down my cheeks making my breathing even more irregular.

"Lara Jane, please just let me explain—" his face had softened as he saw my tears. 

It was like every cheesy movie, ‘let me explain’ I mock his voice in my head.

"No, you know what? Fuck you. Fuck your explanation. get out." I shoved him one last time watching him stumble over his own feet and through the doorway. Moving quickly I slam the door closed. My hands rush to the metal lock and I slide it to the left, listening to it click.

My feet don't move, I stay standing in the same spot.

My eyes were glued to the door. He was back, and the one thing I did know about him was that he was…possessive, and he always got what he wanted. I was just hoping that it wasn't me that he wanted…maybe he was back for another reason.

It wasn't until the sound of the birds chirping fell through the window frame that I realized I had been up all night. I hadn't slept, not a minute, not a second.

The cup of, now cold tea remained in my hands as I stared out the window at the ocean. 

I was thinking of him

I was always thinking of him. 

It wasn’t until eight months after he drowned that I found out who he was.—who he actually was, that is. 

I knew who he pretended to be, I knew that version of him very well. 

I remember that night like it was yesterday—I got the call that changed everything for me. 

—Five months ago—

“He’s been gone for eight months, I'm over it. it’s fine.” I shrug with a small nod as I throw my head back, swallowing the strong liquor from the shot glass between my fingers. 

My friend standing there next to me in the crowded bar of our small coastal town. 

“You’re clearly not over it, and you’ve been moping around nonstop—Woah! okay! let’s slow down with the shots.” He raises his brows as he takes the shot glass from my fingers and downs it himself. 

“Eli,” I say in a scolding tone, staring at the dark-haired man in front of me. His nose pierced, and the sides of his head were shaved, tattoos decorating his arms. He sported new ink on the side of his neck —Thor’s hammer, still red and slightly puffy on the skin from the recent trauma. 

“Well, I'm just saying...” He trails off again. His phone screen lights up, illuminating the side of his face just seconds before it begins to ring. 

I couldn’t be happier, it was saving me from this conversation. He brings his phone up to his ear as he steps outside so he could hear the voice on the other line better. 

I downed a few more shots while he was gone. —What he didn’t know wasn’t going to hurt him...right?

I was starting to feel a buzz, I wasn’t feeling it as bad as I was when I first got here if I'm honest. 

That all ended when I saw the look on Eli's face. 

“Wh-what?” I mouthed to him from across the room, as he walked back over to me. 

“Nothing-nothing,” he says as he steps towards me, shaking his head as he pushes a fake smile to his lips. 

“Can we get another round of shots?” He looks across the bar counter at the blonde-haired bartender, she smiles with a nod. 

“Eli, stop...come on! Tell me what’s going on?” I scrunch up my eyebrows, stepping closer to him. My eyes try to find his but he quickly looks off in a different direction. 

“They found him...h-he’s well,” he pauses as he takes a breath. “Lara, he didn’t die that night...he didn’t completely drown.” He still didn’t look at me, it was like he was trying to find the right words to say in the thin air in this bar. 

“I know why he left,” he swallows, and a look of confusion falls over my face.

“Wh-what do you mean?” I mumbled out. 

“He was—“ He licks his lips. “He is...he’s on the run.” He nods as he reaches for the shot that was just slid across the bar. He downs it. “He’s a criminal.” He half lied. 

“He’s a cold-hearted criminal,” his jaw clenches as the glass in his hands makes sounds that it was threatening to break in his tattooed hand.

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Get immersed in the addictive plot of Twisted Love's mystery and fantasy drama romance with the twists of jealousy and mischief that will truly hook you into taking yourself to your wildest imagination. Laura Jane discovered that clinging on to something that could never be real is hard to let go. After seeing in front of her eyes how her boyfriend perished after saving her from drowning, her waking life was changed which brought her to different situations she never expected. Changes that will bring her to something she couldn't believe herself seeing and knowing that's happening right before her eyes...                  

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Dulguun
Intoxicating
2023-02-22 15:19:16
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Gabbalaba
A deeply emotional story. The author writes like a pro, jumping here and there creating frustration and longing in the reader to match the story. A highly unique story, with a slow but sturdy build. Little to no mistakes, métaphores a plenty and rich visuals. Unfinished tho, so there is that.
2022-01-04 11:52:43
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KLH
Good story. Anxious to find out how it ends.. will there be more chapters past chapter 43 or a sequel?
2022-01-01 13:22:00
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Stevie
Sorry for the spam comments. I have ADD....I couldn't really choose what I wanted to say and stick with just that. sorries.
2021-06-09 23:25:28
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Stevie
Bottom line this is just simply devine!
2021-06-09 23:22:38
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Stevie
but then again this story is worth paying for.
2021-06-09 23:21:31
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Stevie
This really sucks that I need to purchase coins in order to read more.
2021-06-09 23:20:54
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Stevie
this keeps me at the edge of my seat the whole time!! Like AHHH I can't wait I can't wait.
2021-06-09 23:19:54
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Stevie
I WONDER IF THERE'S GOING TO BE A LOVE TRIANGLE WITH LARA, ELI, AND KOL. like ohmygaw I can't take the wait!
2021-06-09 23:17:12
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Stevie
I NEED TO GET PAID ALREADY, so I can read more. ohmygaw
2021-06-09 23:15:16
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Stevie
I LOVE. This story is not like the standard werewolf story. I LOVE
2021-06-09 23:14:24
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india reed
PLEASE UPDATE! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS! I LOVE THE NAMES YOU USED (KOL, LARA JANE, ELI/ELIJAH) sorry for the caps..what days do you update for this story?
2021-05-18 12:14:24
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k. mikaelson
WOW WOW WOW! I love love love this novel and how this is slowly unfolding! I'll be sure to tell my friends about this novel. I can't wait to read more!
2021-05-17 16:19:01
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43 Chapters
One.
Lara For as long as I can remember I have been infatuated with the moon. The moon, and the ocean—specifically what the moon did to the sea. The light beaming from the sky so simply but causing so much chaos, strong salty gusts of wind, the thick low hanging clouds, in the forbidding empty sky; and the low rumble of thunder that echoes through the air and wraps itself around me, like the wind. That's what loving him felt like, or maybe losing him. Maybe I never had him...maybe loving him was losing him. The chaos of the angry ocean, with the looming uneasy sky, that felt like him. My eyes watch the frothy waves rush to the sand, washing away anything left behind by the previous rush of water. and the dark sky above feels as though it's dripping down around me as I let my teeth sink into my lip, my thoughts escaping me. The thought of his kiss made my cold and pale fingers reach to my lips, swearing I could feel it for a split second, only for the imaginary sensation to disappe
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Two.
Lara My phone rings behind me sitting on the edge of the countertop, snapping me out of the memory-filled haze I was in. The hurt from that day, when Elijah told me about Kol, started to creep back into my heart. I could feel the shock settling into my veins, and flowing through my body even though it had been months now since I found out. I stood next to the kitchen counter, my feet planted on the cold wood cracked floor. my eyes scan the screen seeing familiar names and pictures. My eyebrows furrow. He hadn’t called in months and now here he was calling for the third time since yesterday. I sigh staring down at the picture as my thoughts run away from me. I remember that day like it was yesterday actually. He had surprised me with a trip to watch the sunset, the cotton candy clouds posing behind him…almost hiding. The clouds knew they were nothing in comparison to him. The playful look on his face. I think about him not wanting his picture taken…he never wanted me to tak
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Three.
Lara We stood on the wood porch-chipped white paint from the salty rough weather. He wasn’t going to drop it. When he wants an answer, he’s stubborn; he'll keep pressing about it until the person in question caves. He looked at me with eyes that were tinted with just a little bit of sadness—and there he goes again making me feel things I didn’t want to be feeling. I don’t want to feel sorry for him. I couldn’t feel sorry for him, especially not after what he did to me, but yet here I am feeling bad. He looks down at his empty hands, littered with rings and scars. I sigh and mentally roll my eyes. I really don’t know why I feel sorry for this man. We just stood there silently, and all I wanted to do was leave. “Lara,” he pushed my name out of my mouth. “I just..” I didn’t know what to say or how to word it exactly. “I just want to know why you let me believe you drowned and died that night...I just wanna know if you had ever planned on telling me? and-and why, why are you back?
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Kol slams the door behind him, his eyes closing as he leaned his head into his hands for a few moments. He just gave in to the hurt, and that resulted in him losing control over his emotions, and the rage set in—before he knew what he was even doing, he balls his hand into a fist and swings his arm, hearing the sound of drywall breaking beneath his fist. “Fuck!” Flies from his mouth and into the air as he watches the small pieces of drywall fall to the floor. He stared at the hole in the wall, his jaw clenched and anger pumping through his veins. The overwhelming stinging that started in his knuckles seemed to climb up his arm. Blood trickles down his scarred knuckles as he trudges through his house. He stopped at his bedroom door, reaching for a picture on the wall— Lara painted it. His fingers wrapped around the top and pulled it off the nail only to let go of it with force and he watched it fall to the floor, glass shattering from the frame— he moved past it, and into his dresser
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Five.
Lara As soon as I open my eyes I'm greeted by the sun streaming through the blinds and onto my bare stomach. I couldn't help but smile, staring down at the warm rays of sunlight illuminating my stomach. I rarely wake up without the rain pounding on the tin roof above me. either rain or fog rolling through the whole town, the sun was a nice change. I needed change. I rolled onto my side staring at the window that faced my backyard. My eyes stared at the sky, mentally thanking the sun for making an appearance today. My warm, sunny thoughts are interrupted by my phone vibrating. I reach my arm behind me on the nightstand and grab my phone, still ringing. I rub my eyes as I answer the phone. "Hello, good morning," I said softly. "Good morning sunshine. Do you know what today is?" Elijah’s rough voice flows through the phone as I smile at the nickname, it was my favorite out of the few he had for me. "Uhhh- my day off?? Friday?" I ask as I close my eyes and lay flat on my back, n
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Six.
Lara I added blush to my cheeks and I heard the front door open as I brushed my teeth. “Laraaaaaa!” I hear Elijah’s voice ring up through the small apartment. He had a key and always let himself in, which I didn’t mind. I look down over the loft railing seeing him on his phone. I stare down with the toothbrush in my mouth. “I’ll be right down,” I mumbled as the minty suds dripped down my lips onto my chin. I eventually made my way down the stairs grabbing my purse from the kitchen counter. “Ready?” I smile softly, trying not to let the thoughts of Kol creep into my mind and ruin today... What if we see him there? What if he’s with someone else? What if he ignores me? I mean I did tell him I hated him. My thoughts come to an immediate stop as I step outside and the sun hits my skin. I smile, looking upwards with my eyes closed and letting the sun wash over my face. A few moments later I opened my eyes and saw Elijah smiling. “You’re such a weirdo sometimes,” he rolls his e
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Seven.
Lara “Let him go Kol, fuck!” I spit angrily, tugging on Kol’s arm. “Kol!” I yell as tears well in my eyes. Kol must have heard my voice crack because he quickly let go of Elijah’s shirt and turned to look at me. “Lara Jane-” He starts but I shake my head as soon as he speaks. “Elijah, let's go,” I mumbled, keeping my gaze from Kol. I felt bad, this was my fault. I knew how Kol was, I should’ve known this was going to happen. Kol lets out a small sarcastic chuckle. “Is that a good idea Elijah?” His voice was stern but also sounded a little playful, but not in a good way. Elijah seemed genuinely scared and I didn’t understand why. Kol was a fighter, he was rough around the edges guy, but I never viewed him as someone I should be afraid of. I guess. . . there was a lot I didn’t know about him and technically maybe I should be afraid of him, or what he’s capable of. “Can...I just want to walk her home.” Elijah looks toward me and back towards Kol. “It’s getting dark and-” Kol shove
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Eight.
Lara As soon as the door shuts behind us I kick my shoes off, leaving them piled with other shoes by the door. It was awkward and quiet as he walked towards the large window overlooking the small city and the ocean. The moonlight beamed through the window and fell across his face, illuminating his eyes as he stared out at the headlights on the streets below us. “I didn’t let you in to stare out the window like a creep,” I grumble, half annoyed and half uncomfortable. It wasn’t comfortable having him around anymore. We both felt it. I could hear an airly chuckle escaping his lips before a small smirk formed on his lips, he closed the blinds. “Promise me two things, Lara Jane…” Kol clears his throat, “I don’t want to boss you around and I know I don’t have the right to make you promise me anything after what I did.” Kol turned to face me, there was a slight hint of worry and fear in his eyes. I motioned for Kol to finish his train of thought. I just wanted this all over with. “Do
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Nine.
Lara Our kiss was needy and rough, I knew what he was going to say and I didn’t want to hear it. a wave of anger washes over me, a storm cloud of regret hanging above me. I yank his hands off of me, putting more pressure on his shoulders as I move at my own pace. His expression changed as soon as he looked into my eyes. seeing what I was feeling, or at least knowing something had changed, his hand reached toward my neck wrapping his hand gently but firmly around the base of my jaw. My eyes roll back in my head as I feel the bubbling feeling of euphoria inside of me. One hand ran through his hair, the other wrapped securely around my neck. The veins in his hand were visible, sweat dripping down his forehead and his tattooless chest heaving heavily. “I’m-” I try as hard as I can to push the words out, as I leave nail marks across his tanned skin as my legs shake. “Let it go, I know you’re close. Let it go, baby.” Just his voice sent a chill over my body. “Look at me.” He moves his h
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Ten.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Kol shakes his hand as he curses. He stared down at his hand, the skin split open and red liquid dripping down towards his arm. He stares at the broken mirror in front of him. Blood smeared across the shattered glass, and his dark eyes stared back at him—a shattered version of himself, how fitting. “Kol!” He heard his name being called from the other room, making him roll his eyes. “What the fuck do you need? Can’t I have just a fucking second to myself?” He spits the words out as he pushed through the bathroom door, holding his knuckles wrapped in a washcloth. “Why are you so fucking pissy— holy fuck! What did you do?” Elijah’s eyes widen as he sees the once white washcloth covered, in bright red blood. Kol's eyes snap from his hand to Elijah's face. “I’m in the mood to hit shit, keep asking dumb fucking questions and it’ll be you instead of the mirror.” He flashes him a fake smile—he could feel his rage and his wolf trying to force its way to the surface, to
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