Gets Under My Skin Novels & Stories

Because the only thing running through my mind was She’s going to find out. My gaze dropped to my oversized, worn out T-shirt, the one I only wore on days I wanted to feel like a soft heap of sadness. Thankfully, it was baggy enough to mask the slight curve beginning to form beneath my belly button. Not yet noticeable to the untrained eye, but I had seen it. Felt it. Feared it. If I’d been wearing one of my usual crop tops or even a fitted tank, she would’ve known immediately. I said a silent, frantic thank you to the universe and cleared my throat.

It was almost as if something alive was moving inside her body on its own will, consuming whatever it felt wasn’t healthy for her. “I can see through your skin with my ability. If you want, I can heal you,” Karis said in a calmer tone. ⸻

----------------------------------------- I heard shoes running against the floors coming towards us. We ready our guns to shot them the moment they will be in our sight. However, a gunshot rang in the air followed by sudden pain on my upper arm. I saw the bullet getting stuck in the wall in front if me. ----------------------------------------- NEET SHIT! ----------------------------------------- I cursed in a low voice enough for Bella and me to hear. It stings like Bitch you know, it's a good thing that bullet just scrapped the sking and didn't hot stuck in the arm.

A thin flare of silver licked under her skin then settled, banked into something colder. Over my dead body, she thought.

The man gets right under my skin. The shower water feels amazing as I begin to relax underneath the warm water. Liberally I put enough of my mango shower gel into the palm of my hand and wash myself with it. My senses are already heightened from the run and the pheromones that Blake gives off. I resist the urge to make myself orgasm, I have work to do.

Please don't forget to vote for me and also drop a comment, I'm seriously in need of a comment. And ice-cream... I want ice cream... All of a sudden. Hmm. Told you I was weird. But still, I want ice cream. I'll go get one... Wait I just remembered... It's 11:05pm. Everyone is asleep. So good night. Bye. Until we meet again.

That’s not even the worst of it. I feel something, something inside me, something that isn’t me. I don’t know how to explain it better than that. It's almost like I feel it, whatever it is, moving around under my skin. Speaking of my skin, it feels so tight and stretched. It’s strange but it's like I've grown but skin hasn’t. The feeling is almost painful. Whatever this is, it's not so bad in the mornings and afternoons but in the evening and at night, especially after sunset it seems, it's oppressive and nearly all I can think about.

My nerves are still burning, and it feels like my skin is crawling with thousands of invisible maggots that want to burrow into my body. I'm going into total panic. I can't be here. I have to get their fucking touch off of me, so I run.

Heat pools in my stomach and my skin tingles where he touches. I want more and to press myself against him skin to skin. I am tempted and I do not know if I can resist it.

She got under my skin like no other woman had done before. I fucking avoided having sex with her because I knew if I did that measly little girl would have me wrapped her pinky finger without knowing it. She was addicting, her taste, her smell, her soft fucking skin. Even if we hadn't fucked, she still had me wrapped around her finger, I have no fucking idea how she pulled that off.