Ais Touchstarved Novels & Stories

"And it's going to end with you.” Zac turned his attention to Ralph's struggling wolf, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Watch carefully as I destroy your little pet," he taunted. Before I could react, Zac grabbed both my hands and twisted them behind my back. Panic surged through me as I realized his intentions. With a swift, brutal motion, he drove his fist into my stomach. Pain exploded through my body, and the world blurred around me as I sank into a trance-like state. The sounds of the chaos around me faded into a distant hum, leaving me only feeling the warm liquid running down my legs.

Caught herself before she whipped back to look at the Original gods. Chaos gave Stretch a little finger wave before he took Aether's hand and they both vanished into thin air. "Finally. I'm starving," Tove said as he went back over to the kitchen island that was still spread with the morning buffet. He loaded up a plate. Pulling out a stool, he sat down and started scarfing down food.

Austin was immediately disappointed by what she said. “What? Starving to death? Me? Then what stealing?” he laughed at her until he heard Larkspur in his earpiece. He did not notice that it was still open and still connected to Larkspur. “That’s true though.” Laughed at him on the other line, he just didn’t pay attention to him. Instead, he turned off the earpiece. Fauzia can read Austin’s strong disagreement with her. “Just continue eating. You looked like you will cause a scene here.” Fauzia shook her head while continuing her food.

I stay under the water until my fingers wrinkle until my skin is raw until I feel empty enough to move. Dressing in my nightclothes, I make my way to the kitchen. My stomach feels hollow, but not from hunger but more from a deep, consuming exhaustion that food can’t fix. Still, I pull out leftover pot roast with potatoes and mac and cheese, mechanically heating up a plate. The motions are robotic, just something to do so I don’t completely fall apart again. Sitting at the table, I pick up my phone and start scrolling through I*******m. I don’t even know why I should just put the damn thing down. But then, my thumb hesitates, hovering over a familiar profile. Star’s page.

The cabin must be located close to the border of this pack’s territory, not like I’d know anything about it but I felt like it was a pretty decent assumption. “Hey Noah?” He looks at me from the side of his eye and waits for me to continue, “I really want steak, I’ve been sleeping for 3 days, I’m starving and I want steak, so is there any way that could happen?” I pasted on a sweet smile, and blinked my eyelashes up at him. He looks away smiling, “Steak huh?” He lifts his eye brow and looks back at me. “I think I can make that happen,” he says and winks at me. Star is already drooling. I guess she’s excited for that as much as I am. “Wait, can you taste what I eat?” I ask her. “In a sense,”

She opened her eyes and then turned to us. "Now, take turns." Sapphire said. "Uh, no thanks. We're not thirsty." Linda said. "I think we are okay Sapphire. Thanks for trying." I said. "No silly. It's not for drinking. Just take turns and put both hands into the water and then you imagine what you want to eat." Sapphire explained. "Then what will happen?" Pablo asked. "It will appear." Sapphire answered. "It's magic water that grants wishes." Sapphire said. We all didn't have a choice since we were starving.

"Now, are you going to keep making excuses to run back into your corner, or are you going to help me crush these star-anise pods?" Nalvath stared down at her small, warm hand, his ancient heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The deep, heavy trauma of a lifetime spent being hated by his own kind began to soften under her gaze. Slowly, deliberately, he moved his arm forward, letting his dark skin brush against her fingers, surrendering to the brilliant, saving warmth of her touch.

Stammering, as she was about to get up from the ground, I pulled her towards me, grabbing her arms. Her back met with the front of my body, our breath deepened as our bodies touched. Her long silky hair spread across my face, and I got lost in the fragrance as my fingers caressed her bare arms under her dupatta. My eyes were drawn to the star tattoo behind her ear once again, and I couldn't resist the urge to touch it. Slowly, my fingers inched closer, gently caressing the delicate ink. It was a beautiful tattoo, and ever since I laid eyes on it, my fingers had longed to feel its texture. Even though I had touched it last night, an instant desire to touch it again crossed my mind.

Alice touched the pad Callum taped to her stomach. The stabbing pain began seeping in, it was like a million bullet ants gnawing into her skin. It was strange how she felt nothing when he was near her and now, with him gone every sore part of her body made itself known.

Sweat, heat, moans, whispered names, forbidden touches—all tangled together in the chaos of desire and risk. Noah gasped, collapsing into him, chest pressed against chest, hearts hammering, bodies slick, trembling. The cafeteria continued around them, oblivious to the fire they’d just unleashed, the risk they’d danced with, the bold, filthy defiance that had finally given Noah a taste of power—and left them both aching for more.