Ais Touchstarved Novels & Stories

I move to drop the tray on the mini table when his hands close around my wrist, sending mini sparks flying across my body in response to the mate bond. "Wait," he says. "Actually — wait." The whole rooftop seems to lean in a fraction, the way crowds do when they smell a scene about to happen. "Elias—" "You know what," his voice climbs, eyes glinting with the particular cruelty that alcohol always dragged out of him, "I don't actually want that." He knocks the bowl clean out of my hands. It hit the floor with a crack loud enough to cut through the music — broth splashing across the marble, across my shoes, up the hem of the gray dress his mother had approved that very afternoon. A few people

Hunter swiftly silenced the music, while Hayden deftly removed the drink from my unsteady grip. "Hey, d-don't touch my music or my d-drink, okay?" I slurred, my words slinking out in a drunken haze. Their eyes lingered on my chest, their expressions tense with a mixture of desire and concern as they observed me with unwavering focus. I clumsily attempted to reclaim my drink from Hayden's grasp, my body swaying unsteadily, I found myself disregarding any sense of propriety. Ignoring the proximity of our bodies, I scrambled to reach for the glass, my breasts inadvertently brushing against him in the process.

Finn POV I’m not sure how I knew what to do. I was running on instinct when I grabbed Caterina and redirected that wave of power at myself. Somehow, I knew I would be able to absorb it. I glanced over at the pool to see several shocked faces looking our way. Caterina’s sister was on the ground, desperately trying to catch her breath after her near-death experience. Served her right, I thought. She showed complete disregard toward the fact that I was her sister’s tethered-mate. As though I could be tempted by her Siren ways, when I was bonded to another.

LUCA I was already awake and eating when Chief Steward Maren came to see me the next morning. "I heard you fainted last night," he started. "The medicine made me feel woozy, master." He nodded once. "My wife could not wait. Now she can't stop talking about you." I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. "Now, you are going to put her out of your mind. We go to see Lord Kael." When I heard those words, I could feel the whole world come crashing down on me like rain. But this was much more than rain. It was one hell of a flood. And it felt some someone had opened the gates of heaven just for that purpose.

she admits with a grateful smile. "Who might you be?" Ember inquires, her curiosity piqued. "I'm Star, Phoenix's mate," Astrid replies warmly, a smile gracing her lips. Ember's eyes widen in pleasant surprise. "Oh, how wonderful! I wish I could linger and chat longer, but Titan tends to get rather impatient." The sudden intrusion of the door sliding open caught everyone off guard. Titan emerged from the room, blindfolded and wearing nothing but boxers and handcuffs, a perplexed expression on his face.

Connected. Surrendered to desire. ******************************************

“The only woman I’ll ever want!” “Then why are you so distant? I don’t understand!” “This last month has nearly killed me,” he shouted. “Each day is worse than the last, seeing you right in front of me but knowing I can’t have you. It’s like falling into hell over and over again!” “But I’m right here, my darling,” Calleigh whispered. “Why won’t you touch me?” “If I do,” Gabriel replied in a voice so low she almost couldn’t hear it, “I may lose you forever.”

But something inside me that had been broken by months of torment and years of rejection was whispering that this was what I'd been starving for. Being wanted. Being desired so desperately that they'd rather destroy me than let anyone else have me. My mate had rejected me without ever touching me, had looked at me with disgust and sent me away before I even knew what it felt like to be claimed. And now these two were telling me they'd been fighting the urge to touch me every single day. It was insane. It was wrong. It was exactly what my broken, desperate, touch-starved body was craving. "You're both insane," I whispered, but my hands came up to grip Dante's shirt instead of pushing him away

“Coming Mum.“ I yelled for the umpteenth time, but didn't move an itch from the worn-out marble floor I laid. My gaze was still fixed on the small television which was just few metres away from me, with my chin on my hands for support. Excitement had the best of me and nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. It was that period of time that comes every year when the 'Greygott conglomeration' makes an exemption for a lower-class to get admitted into the prestigious Greygott high-shool. They make a pick from the application letters sent by over a thousand lower-class kids. It's somewhat pathetic that such number of persons struggle to get just one position. But on a second thought, you can

Soon time flows like water the sun is already setting but Tyson haven't found any direction to south and now he's very hungry not only he but the little guy scorch is also hungry he had been complaining to Tyson crying worse the little guy is still just an infant,he had been just born and he can't starve him so he started hunting but no prey show up he's starting to give up but Tyson is not tired despite walking for a whole day he's not tired scorch said it because of his physical strength he even told him that he can live without eating but because of a habit he feels hungry even tho he's not.