Manhua Too Close Novels & Stories

‘This guy is destined to lose,’ Mo Han thought. “You seem to think very highly of this girl? Hanhan…” Just as Mo Han let out a sigh, a cold voice suddenly spoke beside his ear and caused his hair to stand on end. When he noticed the other guy standing so close beside him while calling him Hanhan in that cheesy tone, Mo Han shuddered and hurriedly took two steps backward in disdain. “Don’t call me Hanhan. Nangong, you better watch yourself!”

He leaned into the touch, a surrender that made Min’s blood run hot. "You are shaking," Min observed. "You're standing too close," Jun whispered. "It’s very uncomfortable, you know, I have what we call personal space." "You do?" Min pressed jun even further backward. Just a fraction. Just enough for Jun to feel the solid, heavy reality of the man standing behind him. Jun’s eyes snapped open. A flush rose up his neck, he thanked God he was dark skinned enough to hide a blush. But even with all that he didn't pull away.

Coming back to nandini's room Manik and nandini were hugging each other tightly and after getting their closure in the hug they broke it and manik sat on the bed and pull nandini on his laps. Manik waited for nandini reaction but sighed when nandini sat comforably and laced her arm around his neck. Manik hug her from waist tightly. "I don't want this moment to be over. I want to be this close to you forever." Manik hide his face in her hairs. He nuzzle his nose in the length of her neck making her clutch his shirt tightly.

the man said, finally releasing Abigail's arm. "Roen, take Mr. Guevarra to my office," Edward instructed his assistant, who promptly complied and guided the man towards the office. Edward then approached Abigail, noticing the redness on her arm from the man's tight grip. Abigail froze when Edward gently took her hand, causing her to glance around. Many eyes were on them, and when she noticed the stares, she quickly pulled her hand away, surprising Edward. "Are you okay?" Edward asked softly. "I-I'm okay, it's nothing," Abigail replied, embarrassed. "I'm sorry about what happened. I don't know why he is—"

He was standing way too close to Mannie. His hand was on the wall beside her face, his body boxing her in like she was prey he didn’t want to let go. Their faces were just inches apart. Her lips were parted, eyes wide. His gaze was locked on hers, sharp and burning. Well now... what do we have here? I leaned against the doorframe, a grin forming slowly on my lips. “Oops,” I said with a lazy tone, lifting a brow. “Sorry for the intrusion. Don’t mind me. Enjoy yourselves.”

Mu Huanhuan said to Long Chen. “Ah! Right, is it time already? "Then let’s go back!" Suddenly, Long Chen stood up and picked Mu Huanhuan up in his arms. Mu Huanhuan was startled by how suddenly Long Chen had become so eager. "You… What do you want?" Mu Huanhuan asked Long Chen anxiously. Long Chen just smiled and carried Mu Huanhuan into his house; they went straight into the bedroom. Seeing they were in the bedroom, Mu Huanhuan immediately blushed with embarrassment. She knew what Long Chen wanted to do, so she closed her eyes, not daring to look. Even though she didn’t mind, there was still something holding Mu Huanhuan back from going through with it with Long Chen. But… if this man truly

KIKI —— He kept stepping closer and somehow managed to feel even larger than he already looked, which honestly should not have been possible considering the man was already built like the universe handcrafted him out of stubbornness and gym hours. My brain screamed to lean away because hello personal space but my body apparently forgot how to move which is understandable since am weak and plugged to a machine, so I stayed there as he closed the distance like he owned the air around us. He was too close. Way too close for comfort.

I become helpless in his arms, and that both irritates and upsets me. The man moves slowly, confidently, leading our dance, and I follow his lead. His scent is dizzying, and I avert my eyes, trying not to get lost in his face. But the lack of space between us makes that almost impossible. I end up staring at his broad shoulders, the strong line of his neck, clearly visible beneath the slightly unbuttoned collar of his shirt.

My wounds from the beating I got were not yet treated. My heartbeat accelerated when my eyes met cerulean blue eyes. Manuel was pinning me against the tree! I accidentally took a whiff of his alluring scent and my core knotted. His body close to me was radiating heat between us and the electrical sparks were to die for. Manuel curled the corner of his lips into a cocky smirk. “Why did you rush here? Are you running away from me?” He leaned down as he said that. His breath was burning my face like flames. He was so close. Too close.

Yet, also had to spontaneously let go of the tightly gripped cell phone when Abihirt without warning walked closer removing the distance between them. The man leaned in. His hands also deliberately pressed down on the bed. Leaving Moreau almost confined, but she took a face—distancing stance—pulling herself backwards the moment their lips had gotten so close.