Gacha Eyes Novels & Stories

"Dad I've told you a hundred times, I don't need a body guard." I growled, my eyes locked on the god-like man at his side.Arabella Adair, the only heir of the Alpha King, detests her strikingly yet silent body guard. A mask shields half of his face, leaving only his intoxicating eyes and tousled hair revealed. The strange gloves he constantly wears, and the refusal to speak continues to drive Arabella mad. In the midst of the chaos in her Kingdom, she sets her attention on her body guard. Her insane attraction to her mysterious body guard fuels her need for the truth. More determined than ever, she plans to use everything at her disposal to uncover his secrets.

Holy shit. Hell no. Ivette’s brain turned into a puddle as she stared into those bright brown eyes that had wiped her world away on that night weeks ago. She would never forget those eyes that haunted her dreams every night. His knowing smile. His full mouth that had touched every inch of her skin. His dark hair that her fingers had dove into and pulled as she moaned against his tan skin. His scent that made her knees wobble with need. At least, now she knew his name. When Ivette King's long-term boyfriend proposes to her, in a bid to find some semblance of peace, she takes a step in the wrong direction. A one-night stand with a rival. A mistake, she called it. An unforgettable experience, he begged to differ.

Fiorella Santelli is an 18-year-old virgin and innocent; she grew up in an Italian Mafia family, protected by her father Giuseppe Santelli, the most powerful Don; he kept Fiorella abroad to prevent any Capo from setting his eyes on her. Everything changed with the new boss of the Italian Mafia, Lorenzo Razzo, who has created his reputation of being fearsome and violent, whose family runs most of the casinos. He is the playboy, and no woman can resist him. When he first laid his eyes on Fiorella, he becomes obsessed with her and will do anything to make her his, including abducting her and locking her up in his bedroom forever. By the way, he is not the only man who wants her... (Italian Mafia 2/ she's still mine, now available here at Goodnovel)

A tremor ran through Araceli as his gaze caught hers. His touch, unexpectedly gentle, sent shivers down her spine. His words, a husky whisper, "I see the longing in your eyes, Angel," hung heavy in the air. ***** The irony wasn't lost on her. Araceli, who craved nothing more than a family's warmth, found herself entangled with a man who, despite his wealth and power, seemed to yearn for the very same thing. He was Zayn, CEO to a vast fortune, yet trapped in a gilded cage of a loveless marriage with a wife who has her eyes on another man. Fate, it seemed, had a cruel sense of humor, bringing them together at this crossroads in their lives. Both teetering on the edge, they fought the undeniable pull, the storm of emotions threatening to consume them

Vampires, vampires, and more vampires. That was what Raelynn saw when she opened her eyes after a long sleep. Raelynn had no idea how, but she was now in a land filled with vampires and had transmigrated into the body of a weak human princess, Aurelia. Her kingdom is at war with the vampires, and it is now up to Raelynn inside Aurelia's body to protect herself as well as her people from the vampire king, Silas Aryton, who is hellbent on taking over her throne. Being a Lady Commander and warrior in her previous life, she takes it upon herself to stop the vampires and fight them. How will Raelynn protect her throne and her people from the king? In the battle for the throne, she also has to protect herself from the wicked vampire king, who has set his eyes on her since their first meet.

Delilah couldn't remember the last time she has ever returned to any place as her home or ever belonged to. Being trapped in a basement where nothing but darkness was her sole companion. For five years she had lived in that basement under the eyes of the lustful human scavengers. Until one fateful night, she managed to escape. But where would she go now? She had no one and nowhere to go. Escaping wasn't easy but preventing getting caught was the real challenge. How long would she be able to protect herself? Damien was everyone's nightmare with those deep charcoal eyes and even darker hair. However, despite the darkness, he was that angel for her she always hoped to find. But will the darkness ever let her see the brightest of days she has ever seen before?

His dark eyes roved her body from head to toe as he sized her up. The intent in them speaks volumes of her ruination. "Strip!" She stiffened and blinked in a haze of raw fear as he prowled towards her. Involuntarily she took a step back then another and another all the while keeping her fear-filled eyes fixed on him before her back touched the wall. She flinched and the very next second he was looming over her like a crazed beast. He rested his arm on the wall above her head and leaned down peering at her big hazel hues with that evil smirk dancing on his sinful lips. "Are you afraid, human?" His deep raspy voice and his aura were ominously dark and dominant that her knees buckled. Her chin jutted out in a fearful tact as she tried not to cry in front of her tormentor. His smoldering eyes fell on his favorite items, her trembling plump lips, and quivering chin. "Strip for me Ava or else," He edged closer as his hot raspy breath caressed the shell of her ear like the whisper of death as he continued. "I will not hesitate to tear your clothes!" He growled, animalistically.

Mature content + Asher, the ruthless mafia king, attends the auction where he notices his younger brother's bride Bella being bid for. Asher makes the highest bid in the auction and drags Bella inside a room. Just Bella's fiance Xavier sees Asher and he begs Asher to leave Bella. But Asher closes the door on Xavier's mouth and removes the blindfold from Bella's eyes and he kisses her eyes. Then he takes off Bella's heels, kisses her feet, comes up to Bella's thighs, and says, "You are completely mine now."  She responds, "You, you bastard! I am not your puppet. If you think I'll be yours, it's far from the truth. I will love Xavier until my last breath." He counters, "No, no, baby. I'm the first person who has played with your body, and I'll be the one you will love for your entire life. So now, it's time for our advance wedding night." Saying this, Asher tore Bella's dress, and then he placed his lips on Bella's eyes and whispered, "Now whenever your eyes open, you will see me first."

“Did you do as I said?” He murmured darkly, eyes slowly running over me. “Yes,” I whispered, my voice laced with shame. Although not enough to stop me from spreading my legs wider before him. His jaw flexed, a low growl escaping his throat as he lowered himself in front of me. “Show me. I want to see how you touched yourself that night.” “Right now?” I hesitated. “Yes. Right now.” He pushed forward. “I want you to take two fingers to your mouth, lick it slowly, take it all the way down there and show me how you made yourself cum. Everything.” I swallowed, my face burning red as images of that unholy night flashed in my mind. I licked two fingers as he said, trailing it all the way down to the already sleek folds between my legs. Then I dug in, the sleeky sensation pushing my eyes close. “Open them. I want to see.” My eyes managed to part, closely followed by my mouth. My folds grew slickier the more I worked my fingers in, drawing low cries from my lips. I had to close my eyes. “Open.” He growled, rising. We locked eyes, as I widened my legs, intensely flicking my wet mound until I began to feel my legs twitch. “Do I stop? Tell me what to do,” I cried. He said nothing, just sipped the wine in his hand while I continued to pound myself deeper, crying and unwilling to get to that point as I wanted him to do it himself. I needed his fingers to replace mine. To show me how a big, bad wolf tamed his prey. Finally, he set his glass aside, leaning downwards. “You really did your assignment. Now let the king give you a fitting reward.” He smirked.

"Holy crap, you are so boring!" He pushed her against the wall, placing his hands on either side of her and staring into her eyes in frustration. He is shirtless and has flat abs touching her body, which is giving her goosebumps. "I don't know how to kiss." She looked at the man, pouting her lips. He scoffed at her boring reply. "Teach me how to kiss." She mumbled, licking her lips, and grabbed his attention. He looked down at her and stroked his hair with his fingers, pulling her close by her waist. "Stand on my toes." He smirked, sending chills down her spine. She climbed over, placing both feet on his toes. "Look into my eyes." He grabbed her chin and make her look into his eyes. She looked into his green-pricing eyes, rolling her fingers on his trimmed beard. "Concentrate on my lips." He synced, licking his lips. Her heart skipped a beat as he pressed her thin lips between his thumbs. And she moaned in response, rolling her eyes at his lips. "Seal your lips on mine and chew it up like an ice cream." He explained the first step, bending his head to seal her lips. "Aaaachuuuuu!!" She sneezed loudly before he sealed her lips. "ANGELINA." He yelled at the top of his lungs. "I’m sorry, hubby." Angelina closed her eyes, covering them with both hands. Angelina is a twenty-year-old college student with lots of goals in life, but she doesn't have parents to give her pocket money and support her financially. But one day, she married a billionaire and then her tragic life turned into a romantic one. Now the question is - how will Angelina satisfy her husband and his desires when she has only experienced struggles in her past life?