Ais Touchstarved Novels & Stories

“The Hunger Weaver. And you, Jessica, are my feast.” Kade’s claws extended, his roar fierce. “Try it, and you’ll choke.” Vorath’s eyes gleamed, and the loom pulsed, the violet threads weaving a vision: a nexus of endless void, Jessica’s companions consumed, their essence fueling a tapestry of eternal hunger. “You cannot fight need,” it said. “Join me, Jessica, and feed the void. Your hollowness is already mine.”

I, you got a self governed internet. ".…What are you doing??…". Just as I finished sorting the gold bars that now has filled the entire warehouse, my phone became extremely hot in my pants. Looking at it, I saw pages of web pages opened and close. [Downloading information's…it's quite disturbing in here..looked at my new looks..I made myself and avatar..]. (T.A.S) T.A.S now has made an avatar of himself, he copied the looks of Alf#@$ from Bat%&n.

STAR After all the excitement that I had two days ago, I'm glad to have nothing but the rooms to clean and washing the dishes after the cook is done, yeah that's what I'm used to, all I'm missing is CYN she hasn't say anything to me since that man rejected us

that sought to drain the color from anything they touched. "They want our Definition," Julian realized, his silver light the only thing illuminating the grey waste. "They’re 'Data-Starved'." Elara stepped onto the grey ice. She felt the "Low-Res" fog trying to blur her hands, trying to turn her golden eyes into grey ash. "Then let’s give them a High-Definition lesson," Elara growled. "Drop the puck."

) It's was a good thing that humans eyes wasn't a machine gun cause due to the angry stared Taika had been shooting the cute Bailey was totally uncountable. Taika really couldn't believe how stingy this fat little thing could be , it's basically ate that huge humburger and big bottle of soda all by himself forgetting it host. (To think that she was the one who even bought the burger but didn't even had a bit from it, how unfair.) ( Stomach growl even more louder ) Taika couldn't take it anymore or she going to die due to hunger an nothing else. Taika:" Can I borrow anything for the system store?!" Her voice was creepy due to the way she was drawing each word like indeed an hungry ghost...

How is it that when I feel their skin touching my own it gives me this burning sensation and I just can’t bear it the longer it lingers. I'm a sixteen-year-old teen boy who completely hates to be touched, has social anxiety, and to top it off, all I wanted to do was to live a normal life as quietly as I could. Living this way has grown so exhausting with each and every single day passing that I didn't want my mom to worry about me just for today. I'm going to try to push myself more because I have to... I was getting sick of the terror in this world that I’m not sure I’m capable of loving, and I didn’t even know how it felt to touch someone without being terror. Could there be a much simpler

“STRIP.” Tessa’s phone was back up in front of her face. “Don’t worry, Dirty Rosey. You’ll be so famous, you’ll not have time for any more tricks.” “W-What do you mean?” Christy scoffed a sneer and released me with a shove. “‘Lust With Me’ website—heard of it?” New terror coursed through me. That sounds like a porn website. No….. Tessa laughed heartily. “We’ll do a good intro video of you, Dirty Rosey….”

“And if I want more than professional distance?” Her pulse betrayed her. “Then you’ll have to earn it,” she said. “Without hiding behind power.” For a moment, it felt like he might kiss her. Instead, he stepped back. That restraint that choice hit her harder than any touch could have. The statement went live. Clean. Direct. Unavoidable. Clara Evans operates independently of Vale Industries and the Vale Foundation. Any suggestion otherwise is inaccurate. The reaction was immediate. Support. Speculation. Backlash. And then, A leak.

He smirks, tracing his thumb along my lips. I shudder when his smooth palm makes contact with my thigh, sliding up. "W….what are you doing?" My lips tremble as the question slips out. The way my skin burns at his touch is strange and the burning sensation that feels within me causes more confusion. Why am I vulnerable to his touch? "I can smell the rejection all over you." He sniffs as he kisses my nape and a moan leaves my mouth before I can control it. The heat intensifies and my wolf's thuds are relentless.

Once Marco has left after an hour or so Isabellas stomach started growling in hunger. Now she was less sad and more mad. So she decided to make a task list in her head 1. Take a revenge on the monster McCoy and trouble him so much that either lets her go or kills her. 2. Talk to monster McCoy to ask someone get her stuff from her hostel because she desperately need a new pair of clothes. 3. Get the fudging food because she was starving. In her head the third one sounded the most urgent. So she walked out towards the kitchen where again she found Lindsay pissed of this time but still cooking.