Come Closer Novel Novels & Stories

Just looking at each other. Then Matt stepped closer. Jordy didn’t move away. The kiss this time wasn’t hesitant. It was certain. Familiar already. Like something they had been holding back for too long. Jordy’s back hit the wall lightly as Matt moved closer, his hands gripping his shirt. Jordy responded just as quickly, pulling him in. The space between them disappeared completely. Kisses turned deeper. Longer. Their breathing uneven. Matt’s hands moved to the hem of Jordy’s shirt.

File it away. Exactly where Celeste wanted it. Her phone buzzed. A message from an unfamiliar number. Unknown: You still close to her? Celeste’s expression didn’t change. She didn’t respond right away. Instead, she leaned back in her chair and considered the question. Close was subjective. Emotional closeness. Physical proximity. Access. Trust. Celeste had all four. She typed slowly. Celeste: Always. The reply came almost instantly. Unknown: Good. Just making sure we’re aligned.

“From you or anyone.” “And now?” she repeated. “And now I do.” She studied me then — really studied me — as if deciding whether the man in front of her matched the words he was offering. “What do you want?” she asked. The question wasn’t teasing. It was serious. “I want closeness,” I said. “Not proximity. Not obligation.” Her breath slowed. “That’s vague.” “I know,” I said. “So let me be clear.” I leaned forward slightly, lowering my voice. Not to dominate the space, but to respect it.

My eyes met his, and he still had that ravenous look that made me scared for my life. “Are… Are you okay, Alpha?” I managed to ask, worried about him. Suddenly, he took another step closer to me, and I instinctively took one to the back. He didn't stop walking until my back was against a shelf, and he was right in front of me. “What book are you hugging so tightly?” He asked, making me realize that the book was held so tightly to my chest. “It's a novel about chefs and bikers.” I muttered, and he nodded, taking another step closer to me. There was now barely an inch between us, making me breathe harder.

I end up writing stuff I like, so it will depend on whether I want to write it in the future or not. 5. Will there be another series coming out on Goodnovel soon? 😊😁 Yes. Goodnovel has shown interest in another novel series. I will be adding it soon. Secrets of the famiglia. It will be a Mafia romance, with links to Beggar, Kylie Bray, Killer and a few extra characters from the Satan Snipers MC. you will also be happy to know that we will find out about the stone brothers, which will be amazing. I can't wait to share it with you guys soonish. I want to just finish with the Satan Snipers MC for the next month or so then we will definitely introduce Aliyana Capello and Beggars cousin, Marco

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"The closeness I want is not just like this," Beatrice smiled faintly. "But... truly close, not only through touch but also in the heart." She brought her hand closer to his chest, where his rhythmic heartbeat indicated that its owner was alive and that every nerve was stimulated by their proximity. "Closeness in the heart as well."

“Without pressure. Without escalation.” Rowan shifts his weight, grounding himself. “Tell us what you need.” I hesitate—not because I don’t know, but because saying it aloud makes it real. “I want closeness,” I say. “But not hunger. Not intensity that tips into loss of control.” Rowan exhales, relief and restraint tangled together. “Okay.” Lucien inclines his head. “Define closeness.” I look at him, grateful for the precision. “Presence,” I say. “Touch that doesn’t lead anywhere. Attention without expectation.”

"And you're coming with me." Claire scoffed. She was about to say something but he moved closer. Claire moved back, he came closer again. This went on unless she was cornered up against a pillar in the dark. Tbc…

Or Aizen. Or even Orion. It was closer than that. Much closer. And whatever this was— it had just taken a step toward her. Not away.