No One Else Comes Close Novels & Stories

Too close. He’s standing right in front of me, so close that I can feel the heat radiating off him. His presence is overpowering. The musky scent of leather and fuel cling to him like an aura. My heart is pounding heavily in my chest. It’s all I can do to keep my breathing under control. He doesn’t speak. He simply stares at me, causing my skin to prickle under his mysterious gaze. “You’re new,” he finally says, shattering the silence. His voice feels somehow stronger now, despite being quieter.

When did he get that close to me? Warily, I allow him to light the cigarette for me, and allow myself to enjoy my first drag. “That stuff is going to kill you, you know?” He sounds a little amused for some reason. “Yes, well,” I let out another puff. “It can get at the back of the line.” When he doesn’t leave, I study him. “You new in town?” “Yes.” “Figured.” The silence between us is comfortable, and then he asks, “Is it normal for so many Others to gather around here?”

Ana said and lifted one of her eyebrows" I mean, he didn't say that and haven't we learnt not to just assume things with these men?" " He's just not any man, he's Adam, he's my Adam" Riley said with a big smile then stood up and went over to the mirror to touch her hair. " listen to me Riles, you don't want to put all of your hopes on this one man. Yes, we know he is your Adam, but, men can switch up at any time. I'm not saying you shouldn't be excited about tonight, i'm just saying you shouldn't conclude that he's gonna be popping the question" Ana said " But if he does pop the question then i'm happy for you, congratulations"

PROLOGUE JANUARY 12, 2017 Papers were floating in the air inside Cortex's Company, all eyes were staring down the ground, feet were shivering, all of the people in front of him couldn't glance at him in the eyes. Because Elijah Cortex was like a beast when he's mad. He was someone you would never dare to battle with because he would never mind about what's around him. ''Are you all dumb?'' Elijah yelled as his palm slammed above his table.

Carla “Red. Something red! Black. Blue. Green Fucking yellow. But nothing red!” I yell in frustration, pulling out all the clothes from my closet. This has to be some sort of a joke. I have all the colors except for red. How can this be? I mean isn’t red a very common color? Why don’t I have something red? I know, I know, a red dress is something almost everyone has. Why don’t I have a red dress?

“Don’t think too highly of yourself, you're not irreplaceable.” “Really?” he tilted my head up so I could meet his scrutinizing and intense gaze, “don't be so sure about that, we both know nobody makes you scream as much as I do.” I started to reply but the words died in my throat. I knew he just made an innuendo about our sex lives but my sudden muteness wasn't about that, it was about our proximity, our closeness, we’ve never been this close except we were having sex and while the hug that happened earlier this evening still plunged my mind and I still didn't know what to do with his I had hugged him in a moment of sheer gratitude when I wasn't thinking straight, this closeness wasn't some

Yeah no, that won't work. I walk into the changing room and one of the showers are already occupied. I faintly hear light sobbing as the water hits the tiles. I don't go out of my way to make it my business to know the girls here. The way I see it they're my competition and yes I've heard the saying. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." Fun fact. I don't have any friends. I like to keep my circle as small as I possibly can, less drama that way. I'm more of a lone ranger and that's how I like it.

His whole demeanor was flat. He scooted closer to me, his crossed arms barely coming into contact with my torso. He was so close, I could see every freckle and every flaw marking his features. He was eye level with me, unlike usually when he's about three inches taller than I am. He was so close, his minty breath fanned across my face coolly. He was so close and I was speechless, heat slowly forming in my body.

"Nobody is supposed to. People who try usually break in some quiet way nobody notices until it is too late." He looked at me sideways. "Where did that come from?" I shrugged. "I don't know. Somewhere." "That does not sound like a somewhere answer. That sounds like a lived-in answer." "Maybe it is," I said. "Either way it is still true." He shook his head slowly and A car passed at the end of the street, the sound of it fading slowly into the quiet. Neither of us commented on it. He almost smiled. "You are a good person, Avery Nash. Genuinely."