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Phantom Touches (1)

“Hey.”The word wasn’t just spoken; it was dragged across the back of my neck like a rough palm. Finn’s breath was hot, smelling faintly of mint and tobacco, so close the hairs on my arms stood on end before I even turned around.In a crowded hallway where everyone else was background noise, he was a solid, dangerous weight. I spun, my spine hitting the cold metal of the lockers with a dull thud.Finn didn’t back up. He loomed, the school’s notorious bad boy, staring down at me with dark, unreadable eyes that didn’t look at my face—they looked directly at my mouth.“Hey,” I breathed, the syllable catching in my dry throat.His gaze flicked up, locking onto mine with a heavy, deliberate intensity that felt entirely predatory. He didn’t say another word. He just reached out, his thumb slowly brushing a stray lock of hair away from my cheek.His skin was calloused, sparking a violent jolt of electricity straight down to my thighs, making my pelvis ache with a sudden, sharp throb. Then, as

Phantom Touches (2)

“Nova, are you alright in there?” Mother’s voice drifted through the bathroom door, shattering the heavy silence. “You’ve been in the shower for twenty minutes.”I froze, my heart leaping straight into my throat. My gaze flew back to the steamed-up mirror, but the shadow I thought I saw in the bedroom glass was gone.Had I imagined it? Was it just a trick of the thick steam, or had one of them actually been standing out there in the dark, watching me ruin myself with the thought of them?“I’m fine, Mom!” I called back, the lie tasting like ash in my mouth. My voice trembled, still humming with the aftershocks of a forbidden high. “Just washing my hair. I’ll be out soon.”“Okay. The food is getting cold,” she informed me, her footsteps finally retreating down the hall.I leaned my forehead against the damp, cold tiles, my breath hitching as I looked down at my shaking fingers. They were still coated in the thick, creamy proof of my betrayal—the slick, pearly mess of a girl who had just

Phantom Touches (3)

“Nova!”A sharp voice shattered the heavy fog settling over me. I blinked, tearing my eyes away from the courtyard, to find Amy running across the asphalt toward me. Her backpack bounced against her shoulders, and she was slightly out of breath as she skidded to a stop.“Was that your mom?” she asked, waving a hand toward the street where my mother’s car had just disappeared around the bend.“Yeah. She’s going on a business trip.”“For how long?”“A week.”“Oh.” Amy’s eyes instantly lit up with a familiar, mischievous gleam. “So you’ll be home alone? That means you can definitely sleep over after my party. Or better yet, we can prep at your place.”“Maybe,” I murmured, my skin still prickling with an intense, suffocating hyper-awareness.I couldn’t shake the heavy weight of the gazes that had just been pinned to me a second ago. But when I casually glanced back toward the brick wall and the hood of the sports car, the space was empty. The cigarette smoke was still drifting in the air,

Phantom Touches (4)

The house felt too big without my mother’s humming or the familiar clatter of her keys. It was a hollow shell, filled only with the rhythmic ticking of the hallway clock and the heavy thrum of my own pulse.I stood in front of my full-length mirror, the deep red dress fitting me as if the crimson fabric had been molded specifically to my bare skin. Amy had been right about everything—the color, the sharp cut, the way it somehow transformed me from an invisible ghost into a visible, breathing woman with nothing but confidence and stitch-work.I looked like a completely different person. Someone who belonged at wild parties. Someone who deserved to be devoured by hungry eyes.But they won’t be there, I reminded myself; the thought settling like disappointment in my chest. Amy said she didn’t invite them.I touched the bare skin of my neck, right where I’d imagined Finn’s mouth biting me in the shower, and my skin felt instantly electric. I was a pathetic fool. I was dressing up, making m

Phantom Touches (5)

I slipped out of Finn’s arms, my heels hitting the dirt floor as I spun toward the smooth voice.There, stepping fully out of the shadows of the shed, was Kelly. His piercing blue eyes traveled over me slowly, deliberately, and I watched them darken into a look of raw hunger as he took me in.“Oh my,” he breathed, a wicked smirk spreading across his handsome face. “Is that really you, Nova?”I wished the ground would swallow me whole. I couldn’t believe the golden football captain had caught me melting into the school bad boy inside this locked room. Embarrassment flared in my chest, and I tried to push past Finn to run out the door, but Kelly’s large hand shot out, his fingers closing tightly over my wrist.“Not so fast, princess,” he murmured, tugging my arm forward and drawing my front flush against his broad chest. “I haven’t had my turn yet.”I froze, shock paralyzing my throat, and then the shock doubled when his lips crashed down onto mine. Kelly was kissing me. His tongue slid

Taste of sin (1)

I sat at my desk, staring at the spreadsheet on my screen, trying to focus, but the numbers blurred together. The office hummed with keyboards, phones, and low chatter, but one conversation kept slicing through my concentration. “Did you hear?” Sarah from accounting whispered. “Mr. Ryan is getting engaged.” My fingers froze above the keyboard. “No way! To whom?” Jennifer from HR asked. “Some woman from his social circle,” Sarah replied. “Old family friends.” “She’s so lucky,” Jennifer breathed. “Imagine having someone like Mr. Ryan—all to yourself.” The conversation grew more animated, and a sense of dread weighed heavily on my chest, making it hard to breathe. “Will you please keep your voices down and get back to work?” I said sharply, not turning around. “Some of us are trying to actually be productive.” The whispering stopped immediately. “Sorry, Miss Emma,” they mumbled, and I heard them scattering back to their desks. Ryan was getting engaged. Ryan—my boss, the owner o

Taste of sin (2)

“What did you just say?” he asked, blinking as if he hadn’t heard me correctly. “You don’t have to pretend you didn’t hear me, Ryan,” I said, looking him straight in the eyes. “I know you did.” “I can’t believe you,” he muttered, shutting his eyes briefly. “How can you demand something like this?” “You told me to ask for anything,” I reminded him, my gaze dropping to his mouth before snapping back to his eyes. “You said you’d do anything to keep me from walking out of that door with my resignation. You promised. And this… this is the only price I’m interested in.” I turned on my heel, my heart in my throat. “If you can’t pay it, then accept the letter on your desk. I’m done.” I didn’t make it two steps. His hand shot out, his fingers wrapping around my wrist like a shackle of heat. “What is it?” I asked, staring down at the white-knuckle grip he had on me. “I’ll do it,” he rasped. “You’ll do what, Ryan? Say it.” “I accept,” he breathed, pulling me back toward him until I could

Mine to Ruin

“What are you looking at?” I breathed, my voice shaking. “You,” Jace said, a nasty, hungry grin spreading across his face. “Thinking about how you’d scream if I fucked you right now.” My mouth fell open, and I couldn’t move. “You wouldn’t.” “Watch me.” My body gave up instantly. My heart hammered, my skin burned, and between my legs, I was a soaking, throbbing mess. I needed to be filled. I balled my fists, trying not to crumble under his stare. He looked at me like he wanted to eat me alive. My nipples turned into hard peaks against my shirt. I wanted this—I wanted him to ruin me. He stepped in. I backed up until my spine hit the wall. He traced my lips with one finger. Sparks flew. I leaned into him, desperate for more. “You’re begging for it,” he whispered, dragging his tongue across my bottom lip. “I can see it. Your body is screaming for me.” I bit down on my lip to keep from making any sound. “You’re playing with fire, Celeste,” he growled, his hand wrapping around my th

Sold to Alaric (1)

The air in the room was thick and smelled of expensive cigars. I looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize myself. “I shouldn’t be here,” I whispered to myself. I was draped in a black slip of a dress that felt less like clothes and more like an invitation. My lips were painted a bleeding crimson, making me look like a wicked fantasy—a seductress born of desperation. I didn’t want this, but I had to. My mother was dying in a hospital bed, and her bills were a mountain I couldn’t climb. Selling my body was the only way out. “You look so hot, Liora,” one of the girls purred. She stood in front of me, her eyes roaming all over me, taking me in. “Men will bleed their bank accounts dry to own you for a single night.” “I feel naked,” I whispered, tugging at the hem of the dress. It was useless. Every time I moved, the silk rode up, exposing more of my skin. “That’s the point, honey,” she laughed. “Tonight, you’re just a prize to be bought.” She spoke of it as if it were a sport. To he

Sold to Alaric (2)

My breath hitched, then came the sound—the sharp, metallic clink of his belt.“I’m going to show you exactly why I paid for you,” he hissed. His hand found my ass in a stinging strike that made my vision blur. “By the time the sun rises, my name will be the only thing left in your head.”“Please—” I whimpered, but the word was cut short.His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my head back until I had to look at him. “Kneel.”When I tried to struggle, he used his strength to force me down onto my knees. I gasped, my eyes snapping open in total shock as I saw his length. He was long, thick, and massive—a monster in the flesh.“Suck.”Before I could even process the word, he forced himself into my mouth. I choked, gasping for air as my eyes rolled back. He began thrusting hard, his fingers gripping my hair so tightly it burned.“Uh,” he breathed out, his pace quickening. “So good.”The erotic, wet sounds of my mouth filled the silent room. He pushed deeper and deeper, hitting the back of

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