Twisted (Intertwined Series #3)by Gena Showalter
Sixteen-year-old Aden Stone has had a hell of a week. He's been:
Tortured by angry witches. Hypnotized by a vengeful fairy. Spied on by the most powerful vampire in existence. And, oh, yeah, killedtwice.
His vampire girlfriend might have brought him back to life, but he's never felt more out of control. There's a darkness within him,
Sixteen-year-old Aden Stone has had a hell of a week. He's been:
Tortured by angry witches. Hypnotized by a vengeful fairy. Spied on by the most powerful vampire in existence. And, oh, yeah, killedtwice.
His vampire girlfriend might have brought him back to life, but he's never felt more out of control. There's a darkness within him, something taking over changing him. Worse, because he was meant to die, death now stalks him at every turn. Any day could be his last.
Once upon a time, the three souls trapped inside his head could have helped him. He could have protected himself. But as the darkness grows stronger, the souls grow weakerjust like his girlfriend. The more vampire Aden becomes, the more human Victoria becomes, until everything they know and love is threatened.
Life couldn't get any worse. Could it?
Sluggish pacing and an overwhelming number of characters will once again test fans' devotion to this paranormal-romance series.
When readers last saw Aden Stone, he'd been turned into a vampire by his girlfriend, vampire princess Victoria, in a desperate attempt to save him after being stabbed by his best friend Mary Ann's ex-boyfriend Tucker, who was being controlled by Victoria's father, Vlad the Impaler. Yes, really. The soap opera continues as Aden and Victoria nearly kill each other by cross-feeding their blood back and forth. As Aden's vampiric powers increase, Victoria becomes more human, losing her mind-controlling voice, teleportation abilities and diamond-hard skin—but gaining empathy and a truly tender heart. Meanwhile, Mary Ann has fled to Tulsa, Okla., (demonic Tucker and devoted shape-shifter Riley following close behind) to research the three supernaturally powered souls living in Aden's consciousness, hoping to purge them from his mind. Both Aden and Mary Ann face a variety of brutal vengeance-seekers, including Victoria's long-lost brother Sorin, witches, fairies and, once again, Vlad the Impaler. Showalter's strength is in playing with conventions of various paranormal mythologies. Plotting and cast management, not so much: The pace here might charitably be called stately, while her cast of characters threatens to spill out of these overstuffed pages.
A major last-chapter twist will either delight readers or drive them, finally, around the bend. (Paranormal romance. 14 & up)
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Aden Stone stared down at the girl sleeping on the rocky dais. Long hair the color of a wintry midnight, dark yet glimmering like the moonlight on snow, spilled over slender shoulders. Spiky black lashes cast shadows over high, modelsharp cheekbones. Lush pink lips glistened with a sheen of moisture.
He'd watched her lick those lips several times, and he knew. Even lost to slumber as she was, she scented something delicious and craved a taste.
Her skin was snowwhite yet constantly flushed a deep rose in all the right places. Not one flaw did she possess. Not a single line or wrinkleeven though she was over eighty years old.
Young, for her kind.
She wore a tattered black robe that draped from just under her arms to the tips of her toes. Or would have, if she hadn't rucked the material up one of her legs. The slender limb was bent and angled outward. A feast for his gaze, perhaps even an Iwantyoutodrinkfromtheveininmythigh invitation.
He should resist.
He couldn't resist.
She was the most beautiful female he'd ever seen. Fragilelooking, dainty. Like a priceless piece of art in the one and only museum he'd ever toured. The curator had slapped his hand for trying to touch something he shouldn't.
No need to guard this one, he thought with a small smile. She could protect herself, snapping a man's neck with a single twist of her wrist.
She was a vampire. His vampire. His sickness and his cure.
Aden placed one of his knees on the makeshift bed. The Tshirt that stretched underneath the girl, cushioning her ever so slightly, snagged underneath his weight and pulled tight, rolling her in his direction. She didn't moan or utter a breathy sigh as a human might have done. She was quiet, eerily so. Her expression remained the same: serene, innocent trusting.
You shouldn't do this.
He was going to do this.
He wore a pair of ripped, bloodstained jeans. The same jeans he'd worn the night of their first date. The night his entire world changed. She wore the robe and nothing else. Sometimes their clothing was the only thing that kept them from doing more than drinking from each other.
Drinking from each other. Or "feeding." So mild a word for what happened. He would never purposely hurt her, but when the madness came upon himhell, when the madness came upon heraffection was forgotten. They became animals.
You shouldn't do this, what was left of his conscience repeated.
One more drink, and I'll leave her alone.
That's what you said last time. And the time before that. And the time before that.
Yeah, but I mean it this time. He hoped.
Once, he would have been talking to the three souls trapped inside his head. But they weren't inside his head anymore, they were inside hers, and he'd reverted to talking to himself. At least until the monster awoke. An honest to God monster, prowling through his conscious, roaring, desperate for blood. The monster the sleeping girl had inadvertently given him, the monster responsible for his new favorite sportjugular tapping. Then he didn't talk to anyone at all.
Down down Aden leaned until his chest flattened against the vampire's. He placed his hands at her temples and balanced his weight. The tips of their noses were a mere whisper apart, yet he wanted to be closer to her. Always closer.
He applied more pressure to his left hand, the soft strands of her hair pulling as tight as the Tshirt had done, causing her head to loll in that direction and exposing the elegant length of her neck. At the base, her pulse thumped steadily.
Unlike the bloodsuckers of myth, she was not dead. She was a living, breathing being, born rather than created, and more alive than anyone he'd ever met. Unless he accidently killed her, of course.
You might. Don't do this. Just a sip
His mouth watered. He inhaled and felt as if he were breathing for the very first time. Everything was so new, wondrous he held the breath held could almost taste the sweetness of her blood already slowly released. No relief was forthcoming, just an increased awareness of that everpresent hunger. He ran his tongue over his teeth, his aching gums. He didn't have fangs, but, oh, he wanted to bite her. Wanted to drink her down. Savor, drink again. Drink, drink, drink.
Even without fangs, he could bite her. And, if she were human, he could drain her dry. But because she was vampire, her skin was as hard and smooth as polished ivory. Reaching a vein with his teeth was impossible. He needed je la nune, the only substance capable of burning through that ivory. Problem was, they'd run out. Now, there was only one way to get what he wanted.
"Victoria," he rasped.
She must not have recovered from their last interlude, because she gave no indication that she heard him. A flicker of guilt pierced his hunger. He should get up, move away from her. Let her rest, recover. She'd fed him so much blood over the past few daysweeks? years? she couldn't have much left.
"Victoria." He couldn't stop her name from rolling off his tongue. The hunger.truly, it never left him. Only grew, slithering around him, clamping down on his soul. Still. He'd take just a drop, the taste he'd promised himself, and then he would at last leave her alone. She could go back to sleep.
Until he needed more.
You won't take any more, remember? This is the last time.
"Wake up for me, sweetheart." He pressed their lips together, harder than he'd intended. A kiss for his Sleeping Beauty.
Like the girl in the fairy tale, Victoria blinked open her lids, the length of her lashes separating, connecting, separating for good. Then he was peering into eyes of the purest crystal. Deep, fathomless. Glazed with a hunger of their own.
"Aden?" She stretched like a kitten, her arms rising above her head, her back arching. A purr rumbled from her throat. "Is it bad again?"
The robe gaped over her chest, just a little, but enough, and he caught a glimpse of the tattoo etched above her heart. A faded blacksoon to disappear altogether, just as her others had donewith multiple circles swirling into each other and connecting in the middle. Not just a pretty decoration, but a ward, a spell inked into her skin to protect her against death, and the only thing that had saved her life as she'd poured most of her blood down his throat that first time.
He wished he knew how long ago that was, but time had ceased to exist for him. There was only here and now and her. Always her. Always this, the hunger and the thirst blending into a feral, consuming urge.
Her knee came up to rest against his hip bone, and he
settled more firmly against her. Such an intimate position. No time to enjoy. They had a minute, maybe two, before the voices would destroy her concentration and the roar of the beast would claim his.
A minute before they both became as dark as their natures demanded.
"Please," was all he said. Black spiderwebs were forming in his line of vision, thickening, closing in, until her neck was all that he could see. The ache in his gums was unbearable, and he was afraid he was drooling.
"Yes." She didn't hesitate. She wound her arms around him, her nails sinking into his scalp, and drew him down for a kiss.
Their tongues met, thrust together, and for a moment, he lost himself in her sweetness. She was rich chocolate smoothly mixed with chili peppers, creamy yet spicy.
If only he were simply a boy and she were simply a girl, they would kiss, and he would try for more. She might deny him. She might beg him to continue. Either way, they would care only about each other. Now, as they were, nothing mattered more than the blood.
"Ready?" she breathed. She was his dealer, his supplier and his drug, all wrapped in the same irresistible package. He wanted to hate her for that. Part of him the new, sinister partdid hate her. The rest of him loved her immeasurably.
Sadly, he feared the two parts would one day war.
Someone always died in a war.
"Ready? " she asked again.
"Do it." A growl so hoarse he sounded more animal than human.
Was he human anymore? He'd been a magnet for the paranormal his entire life. Maybe he'd never been human. Not that he cared about the answer right now.
The ferocity of their kiss increased. Without pulling away, Victoria flicked her tongue across her fangs, cutting the tissue straight down the center. Nectar of the gods welled, the taste of chocolate and spice instantly replaced by champagne and honey, intoxicating him. His head swam with dizziness as his body temperature rose.
He sucked the blood quickly, before her wound had time to close, taking every drop he could, every swallow ringing a groan of rapture from him. His temperature rose another degree, another still, until fire poured through him, burning him up, scorching him to ash.
He recognized the sensation. Not too long ago, his mind had merged with that of a male vampire. A vampire roasting inside a death pyre. Aden had felt as if he were the one drenched in flames.
Soon after that, his mind had merged with a fairy's. A fairy with a knife in his chest, the beat of his heart no longer saving him but destroying him, the blade sinking deeper and deeper.
Both instances had been a lesson in pain, but neither compared to Aden's own stabbing, when his body had been the one violated. And if not for the girl beneath him, he would have died.
He and Victoria had thought to celebrate their victory against a coven of witches and a contingent of fairies alone, together. From the shadows had jumped a demon in human skin, his knife embedded in Aden's chest yes, everyone always went for the heartbefore he could blink.
Victoria should have let him go. His stabbing had been predicted by one of the souls. Aden had expected it. He might not have been prepared for it, but he had known he wasn't meant to have a future beyond that point.
And really, he and Victoria would have been better off if she'd let him go. Fact: you didn't mess with fate without paying a price. He should be dead, and Victoria should be free of his baggage. But panic had bloomed inside her. He knew, because he remembered the high
pitched tenor of her screams. Could still feel the way her hands had clutched at him, shaking him as life flowed out of him. Worse, he could still feel the whitehot tears slipping from her face onto his.
Now, she was paying for her actions. She might continue to pay until Aden accidentally killed heror until she killed him. A life for a life. Wasn't that how the universe worked?
This time, he expected to die from the inferno Victoria's blood was creating inside him. Instead, he found himself.calming. Not just calming, but thriving, his limbs growing stronger, his bones vibrating with energy, his muscles flexing with purpose.
This had never happened during a feeding. Wasn't supposed to happen now. They drank, they fought and they passed out. He didn't recharge like a battery.
When the blood on her tongue dried upfar too soonhe was reminded of his need, need, need now, and he stopped worrying about the repercussions, stopped caring about his reactions.
"Victoria," he croaked.
"More?" she asked, breath emerging shallowly. Her nails were leaving track marks down his nape and along his shoulders. The hunger must be coming upon her, too.
Even without her monster, the beating heart of her vampire nature and the driving force of Aden's new menu selection, she craved blood. Maybe because it was all she'd ever known. Maybe because she was as addicted as he was.
"More," he confirmed.
Once again she razed her tongue against her fangs. A new wound opened up. Blood welled, though not as much and not as quickly. Still he sucked and sucked and sucked.
Not enough, not enough, never enough.
Within seconds the blood stopped leaking. He didn't want to hurt her, couldn't let himself hurt her, but he found himself biting her tongue; unlike her skin, this flesh was soft and malleable. She moaned, but not in pain. He'd accidentally cut his tongue, too, and his blood was trickling into her mouth.
"More," she said, a demand now.
His hands tangled in the silky length of her hair, fisted. He angled her head, allowing deeper access for them both. So good.
She'd once told him humans died when vampires attempted to turn them. She'd also mentioned that the vampires attempting the turning died as well. At the time, he hadn't understood why.
Now, he understoodbut the knowledge cost him.
When she'd taken what remained of his blood and poured her own straight into his mouth, they'd done more than swap DNA, more than trade his souls for her monster. They'd swapped and traded everything. Memories, likes, dislikes, abilities and desires, back and forth, back and forth, until he sometimes couldn't tell what was his and what was hers.
Had he once been whipped with a cato'ninetails? Had he once drained a human to death? Had he once stumbled upon a sick shapeshifting bear clan and doctored them to health?
A muted rumblea yawn?in the back of his mind claimed his attention. The monster. Actually, demon was a better description for Chompers. Aden felt utterly possessed by him. A feeling he should have been used to. Only, Chompers was nothing like the soulshe wasn't affable like Julian, perverted like Caleb, or caring like Elijah. Chompers thought only of blood and pain. The taking of bloodand the giving of pain.
When he took over, Aden became more predator than man. He hated himself as much as he hated Victoria. Which was surreal. Chompers adored Aden. He truly did. He enjoyed being inside Aden's mind and didn't fight to leave him as he'd always fought Victoria. But even still, Chompers had a violent temperament, and that violent temperament demanded its due.
Sometimes Aden and Victoria switched back, the souls returning to him, Chompers returning to her. They would quickly switch again, however. And again and again and again. And each time edged them closer and closer to insanity. Too many memories swirling together, too many conflicting needs. One day soon, they would tumble off that edge completely.
"Aden," Victoria said, panting, his name broken. "I must have to "
He knew what came next.
She angled his head, just as he'd done to her, and a moment later, her mouth left his. He didn't like that. Her fangs sank into his jugular. He didn't like that, either, and hissed out a breath. Once upon a time, her bite had felt good. In her mindless state of hunger, she'd lost her finesse, and those fangs sliced into a tendon. He didn't try to stop her, though. She needed to drink just as much as he did.
Footsteps echoed through their cave, resonating like a buzzer.
Aden didn't panic. Victoria could teleport anywhere she'd been before, had even whisked them here the night of his stabbing. He didn't know where "here" was, or when she'd visited, he knew only that hikers occasionally wandered inside. None had ever traveled this far and this deep, and he doubted that would change.
He and Victoria could have gone somewhere else, he supposed, somewhere even more remote. Might have been safer, being as far away from civilization as possible. There was a target on Aden's back, after all, Victoria's father having come back from the dead to reclaim his throne. Or rather, Vlad the Impaler was trying to reclaim the throne.
Meet the Author
Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of over fifty books, including the acclaimed Lords of the Underworld and Angels of the Dark series, and the White Rabbit Chronicles. She writes sizzling paranormal romance, heartwarming contemporary romance, and unputdownable young adult novels, and lives in Oklahoma City with her family and menagerie of dogs. Visit her at GenaShowalter.com.
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Do Not Read or Buy. The Author has decided not to finish this series. She will not be completing book 4. Do not waste your time or your money on another unfinished story. The story itself is very well written, with good characters, but unfortunately it will not be completed. Invest your money and time into a story that will be finished, hopefully by an author that will not abandon the readers that follow them. I would be wary of buying any additional books by Gena Showalter. She may choose to abandon another project before the final book.
Okay first thing first. I had heard of Intertwined years ago from one of my magazines. It sounded interesting but i didnt want to read it yet. Im glad i waited to read it becaise if i read it back then i probably wouldnt have loved it as much as i love it now. Because this is all i read paranormal romances. When i saw who the author was now before i read it i hoped it wouldnt be one of her normal smut books. And i was not dissapointed. The Intertwined trilogy is brilliant. I love Aden and Victoria, and Riley and Mary Ann. I reccomend this series to anyone. SPOILERS. I hate the ending. It sucks it made me cry. How could Gena do that? Why did she take away Rileys wolf? Why did she make Mary Anns dad lock het up in a institute? And the worst part of all was when she made Aden go back in time to prevent everything from happening. Him meeting Mary Ann falling in love with Victoria becoming a vampire. Why o why i ask you. Why did you have to do that? Why couldnt of Twisted had a happy ending? You are a brilliant author Gena but your cruel. Cruel and viscous. END OF SPOILERS. So yes if you love paranormal romances and or tragedies then read this trilogy. If youre a masochist then read this book if you dont like happy endings then read this book. I warn you though of the million little shards your heart becomes when it shatters after you finish Twisted. BEWARE
The souls that shared his head are apparently gone since his girlfriend Victoria Tepes the vampire queen brought Aden Stone back from the dead. He has doubts she did the right thing as he was already adjusted to being demised because one of his missing voices Elijah told him he would be stabbed to death. Aden fears his loss of control having spent a life in a nut house he knows what keeping the beast at bay means. As he increasingly turns feral, he slams his beloved Victoria into a wall and chokes her. His abusive aggression hurts his soul though he fights the animal urges trying to restrain it. Worse, Victoria feels guilt for changing her beloved kind Aden into this nasty individual and lets him abuse her as she believes she deserves it. Her bodyguard Riley and her loyal vampiric subjects with a few stragglers are prepared to kill Aden if he continues on the path he is taking. The third Aden Stone teen urban fantasy (see Unraveled and Intertwined) is an engaging character driven thriller that fans of the saga will appreciate as more of the Showalter mythos surfaces. Sort of the paranormal Job, Aden struggles with what is happening as he looks back to his loner days when shrinks labeled him a schizophrenic with four bickering voices arguing inside his head; he concludes relationships are so difficult. Although the overarching theme does not move forward until a stunning late Twisted spin, Gena Showalter provides an exciting entry. Harriet Klausner
This book was no intended to be the last book yet it is. The author said she didn't make enough money off this book so most likely there won't be a fourth. I for one think there will never be an ending, that she just said she was thinking about a novelle to appease her readers. While I enjoyed the series I am disappointed with the author. In summory good book (In my opinion) but forever unfinished. I will probably never buy her books again not out of spite but out of fear of more wasted money
Book was AWESOME! DEFINITELY RECOMEND IT!!
Gena Showalter has done it again. This book is just as amazing as the others. I read it, then read it again because it was so good.
Oh my god! This book is so good but pissed.me off at the same time! Who else hates victoria now after that whole incident with riley? And dont even get me started on riley he is just pissing me off, i just want to punch in him in the face! Even though he isnt real lol. I cried reading this book, yeah thats how crazy i am. Im so mad at Riley and Victoria and Aden that i dont even want to read or know whats going to happen in the next book! But if your not crazy and get all attatched to the characters in books like me, this is a great series to read!!!!!
Wow not quite what I was expecting . A LOT of twists in this book!DON'T know how i'm going to make it waiting for book 4!?! Aden is changing, Victoria is changing, Mary Ann, Riley, I even feel for Tucker! I hope the next book focuse heavily on Riley & MaryAnn...I need to know what happens with them! UGh!
I'm crying rn that CAN NOT be the end. How, what happened. That wasn't the end was it??????? Omg help me out I need more please!!!!!
I can not tell you how disappointed I am with this 3rd book. I LOVED the first 2. This was nothing less than a waste of my time. First 3 chapters I was so tempted to skip to the last 3 to see if it was worth it, but I took the bait of the well known author that this was going to get better. WRONG! I will be honest I don't usually write a review unless a book has left me so devastated I feel the need to speak out! I am an adult who pre reads the YA books for her 14 &15 yr old daughters. Glad I did! So much violence. Its normally sexual situations in these books that need to be less, well she PG the sex and Rated X for the extreme violence.
Amazing book BUT the ending is just so sad! Icant belive mary ann not gonna be drainer or aden not gonna be a vampire or riley still gonna be a werwolf or vitoria is gonna be a vampire and victoria also is gonna be married to a guy probley really weird! The ending is just so heartbreaking and dramitic, espisaly victoria :(
The book itself good in regards to following the plot but the ending was not. While it answered all th question regarding the characters it feels like it leaves you hanging on for more. Probably if there had been an epilogue it would have been much better.
This book series is on my top 3 favorite series. I couldn't put it down and I can't put into words how amazing this series is!! I loved loved LOVED these books ( except how it ended ) and I would give it 6 stars if I could. I would definetly buy this series and then read it over and over like a zillion times!!! I recomend this book everybody and I hope you like it as much as I do! These books can be for either girls ( like myself ) or guys.
I really liked this series. I even bought the books so I could reread them . Then I found out she's not coming out with a 4th one to end it,so disappointing. I don't know if I wan't to keep reading any of her other series. She migh t decide not to finish those.
Loved the Intertwined series! But wow was I disappointed with how this series ended. =(
Awesome book just wish the last book wasn't taking practically an whole decade to come out. :/
Beat bok book in series everything was amazing I just hate the ending. I hope the next Book comes out fast because im getting restless waiting.
I would give it five stars, but THE ENDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This series was really good until the end. You get attached to the characters and the ending will make you so sad and mad. It is so awful!!! I just finished it, so maybe I am a bit bitter about it. The series is very good until the last few pages. WHY did she do that to us?
This book was so hard to put down. I found myself at work making extra breaks to read this. I just couldnt wait to find out what happend next. I cant wait until the next series!