Manhua Too Close Novels & Stories

“I understand.” The sincerity catches me off guard. “What about you?” I ask quietly. “Tell me something real.” He leans back in his chair. “Alright. Something real: I don’t get close to people. Ever.” “Yet you’re close to me.” He meets my gaze with something intense. “Yes,” he says softly. “Exactly.” The air shifts. The restaurant becomes too warm. The space between us too small. The tension—professional, emotional, dangerous—gathers like a storm.

He raised his other hand up with the intention of hitting Maya. The moment Maya saw the man's hand flying towards her, she tightly shut her eyes anticipating the pain. However, she felt nothing after a few seconds passed which made her slowly open her eyes. Her eyes widened when she saw how close the man's hand was to her face but something seemed to be stopping and preventing it from moving further.

Shannon replied pacing around “ What is it?? ” “ Lucian,,,, his mate,, ” Shannon didn't complete her sentence when she started laughing “ Yeah,,his mate is here. But it's a mere human,,,it's going to be dangerous for him” Lindsay said “ I don't care about that,,, I want you to help me separate them. He can feel the bond already,, if he continue seeing her,,his love for me will wave off ” “ He's not in love with you Shannon ” “ I don't care,,I just want you to separate them ” Shannon snapped

Seeing Mane’s meditative pose, Lam sighed a huge breath of relief. “Thank God,” he smiled. He thought that Mane was intentionally ignoring him. But seeing Mane was actually meditating, he understood that his friend didn’t reply because he didn’t hear him. Suddenly the space around Mane cracked as Mane’s golden hair was pushed upwards. Mane’s clothes fluttered noisily as a powerful aura filled the tent. Lam swore that he could see sparks around Mane’s figure throughout the strange phenomenon.

He walked closer to me, but I stepped back. “I hope she didn't harm you. There will be another makeup artist, fashionista and another seamstress that will help you get dressed”, he said, not still fazed. “Are you fucking insane?!”, I screamed at him. This was not the first time that I had seen someone get shot. I had seen my dad shoot at some people, and the securities that I had at some point in my life shoot at people. But I had never experienced someone get shot at such a close proximity. I felt sick to my stomach.

There was a long pause on the other line that he thought his master already ended the call. "Good. Keep an eye on her. I need her here in the clan," his master said and finally ended the call. The man massaged the bridge of his nose and went back inside, watching Ella from afar. "Hi!" a shirt-haired girl greeted him. The man ignored her and took a book out of his bag to read. "Hey!" the girl said again with a smile. The man sighed and faced her. "Will you please stay away from me?" he seriously said. The girl was taken aback.

Whatever is left of our relationship has to be put to an end. " What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this?" she walks closer to me. Close enough to be a breath away from each other. This close proximity used to make me feel a lot but now it just makes me uncomfortable. She raises her hand to touch my face. It felt so cold against my cheek. I felt the urge to push her away from me as if she burnt me.

He was standing in the middle of my living room, hands in his pockets, jaw tight in that controlled way I was starting to recognize too easily. “He stood too close,” I said. “Touched my hand. Said something about meaning it personally.” I exhaled. “Nothing I can point to. Nothing that would sound like anything if I said it out loud.” Nate didn’t respond immediately. He just looked at me. “But it felt like something,” he said quietly. “Yes.” His jaw tightened further. He crossed the room slowly and stopped in front of me. Not touching. Just close. “You don’t have to manage it alone,” he said.

“Am I wrong?” I opened my mouth— Closed it. Because, honestly? After today? “…no,” I admitted. That surprised him. I could tell. Just for a second. Then he nodded once, like that settled something. “Exactly.” A small silence followed. Not awkward. Just… there. Too noticeable. I shifted my weight slightly. “I’ll try not to collapse on your floor.” “Appreciate it,” he said. Another pause. This one longer. I should go.

Before she could feel embarrassed that she is looks like someone going to start to do H-stuffs early in the morning, and is taking advantage of a man who only she thinks has only meat on his head, with a bird calls outside and people yelling out loud for the heaven sake with matching punching their chest wildly, the giggles of a child suddenly resounded to them, and Shan Mu immediately felt heat was rising to her face as if she is being cook in the hotpot. She just met Shan Mu's twinkling eyes! They were just seen in a very ambiguous position, she looked as if she was hugging the person who caught her, or the man was going to move her, and the young child who was innocent was tainted by such