Twisted Hate (Twisted, #3)

by Ana Huang

To everyone who’s ever felt like they weren’t enough.

Nothing good ever came from right-swiping on a guy holding a fish on a dating app. Double red flags if said guy’s name was Todd.

Jules isn’t wrong for this hahaha

Netflix and Ben & Jerry’s never let me down.

I felt like a total creep,

You are!!

which was a whole other story unto itself.

No but literally hahaha

not camaraderie,

Ummm sabrina carpenter is that you haha

Who could’ve betrayed Jules?

But why do you care when you despise her?????

I wondered what secrets Jules was hiding beneath that party girl exterior. And, more importantly, I wondered why I cared.

Only a few things in life were certain: death, taxes, and the fact that Josh Chen and I would never be friends.

As in, there was only one. And I had to share it with Jules Ambrose. Kill me now.

For the first time, I saw what he must be like in the emergency room: cool, level-headed, patient. It was strangely comforting, though I’d never admit it.

“And I’m not calling you Red because of your hair color. I’m calling you Red because you make me see red half the time. Plus, it rolls off the tongue better than JR.”

“On a scale of one to ten, how badly do you want to fuck me right now?”

Wait what????

The worst part was, he wasn’t entirely wrong. There had been a moment, just the briefest one, when I’d imagined what his hands would feel like on my skin. What his mouth would taste like, whether he liked it long and slow or fast and hard.

OMG GIRL NO

“You want someone who can challenge you. Excite you. Keep you on your toes. And as for what you need…” His whiskey-scented breath gusted across my skin, peppering it with a thousand goosebumps. “You need someone to bend you over and fuck that attitude right out of you.”

He kissed the way we fought. Hard. Rough. Explosive.

“You’re my personal hell, Red.” He gave my hair another sharp tug. “And God help me, I don’t want to fucking leave.”

But if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I would never, ever fall in love with Jules Ambrose.

This was crazy. I was crazy for sneaking behind everyone’s backs to hook up with him. I didn’t even like the guy. But like and need were different things, and right now, I needed what only he could give me. I just hoped I didn’t get too addicted in the process.

Just because I didn’t like Jules didn’t mean I wanted anyone else to see her like this.

Dude you are jealous

Being angry at someone is exhausting, and it’s been almost two years. Maybe it’s time to forgive, even if you don’t forget.

“It’s easy being with her,”

“She understands me in a way no one else does, even if our worldviews are fundamentally different. When I’m not with her, I wish she were there. When I am with her, I want that moment to last forever. She makes me want to be a better person, and when I think about a world where she doesn’t exist…”

“I want to burn every inch of it to...

Looooooove Alex sooo soooo sooo much!!!!

I didn’t know when I stopped hating Jules and started craving her. All I knew was that I did, and I never wanted to go back.

“Because you’re mine,” I said against her mouth. “Let another man touch you, Jules, and you’ll find out just how easily I can take a man’s life as I can save one.”

Scared that if they looked too closely, they would see the real me, and the real me wouldn’t be enough.

“But w-what about our—”

“Jules.”

”Shut up and let me h...

Ugh josh you killed me with this line

Jules never talked about her family, so I assumed she had a fraught relationship with her mother, but her mom was still her mom.

Unfortunately you are correct

“I fucking missed you.”

Discovering a new bookstore was like discovering a new type of precious gem: exhilarating, wondrous, and a touch surreal.

“Is this a bookstore scavenger hunt?”

Stop i would love this

Jules, will you go out with me?

AHHHHH

Because even though pain hurt like a motherfucker, it proved you were still alive, and it was only after it faded that you could finally heal.

Remember when I said I forgive you? I lied.

Remember when I said I forgive you? I lied.

When I said I forgive you? I lied.

Forgive you? I lied. I li...

The great thing about having a morally questionable best friend was that they didn’t question you when you did morally questionable things.

Another, deeper sigh. “As in medical attention, Josh. I’m not going to kill him. I barely know him.”

HAaahaah

“I don’t know what you did to me, Red. But somehow, I went from wanting to kill you…to willing to kill for you.”

“Because you’re it for me. Whether it’s today, tomorrow, a year, or decades from now, that’ll never change.” Josh’s lips brushed against my skin before he pulled back, his face taut with emotion. “I’m human, Red. I’ve made mistakes in the past, and I’ll make many more in the future. But one mistake I’ll never make is letting you go, not when there’s even a sliver of a chance left for us. Because the possibility of you is better than the reality of anyone else.”

I was afraid of me. Even when I started falling for Josh, part of me knew we wouldn’t work out as long as I was keeping a secret from him. But now that nothing stood in our way, I was terrified—of being hurt, of not being enough, and of actually being loved when I didn’t deserve it.

“You’re the only thing that could make me happy forever.”

“In case it’s not clear, I fucking love you, Jules Ambrose, even when you drive me crazy. Especially when you drive me crazy.”

“I love her, Ave. We may still fight and argue sometimes, but at the end of the day…she’s it.”

“I wanted to tell you before I proposed.”

“You know how I feel about Ava, so I won’t bore you with a regurgitation of the facts. I also despise the outdated tradition of asking permission to marry. That being said, I know how much she values your opinion. I do too, and while I don’t need your permission…” He swallowed hard. “I would very much like to have it.” Silence rang in the wake of his words.