Otherworldly Attraction Novels & Stories

Hi, and welcome to STRANGER ATTRACTION. This is Kaelith’s story. A girl found in the woods with no memory, no past, and no name except the one given to her by the wind. She has a father she would give her life for, but her family… they are not all on her side. Her brothers want her in ways she can’t ignore, a stranger has eyes only for her, and everyone in her small town seems to have a stake in her life.

I'm 5'6" and have an athletic build. My friends told me that I'm very appealing. Although I'm not that pretty like other girls around. I also have my hair in a pixie cut and keep on trying to not be your typical girl. But that's just on the outside because hell, I'm too different from most people. I have an active third eye. People also call it the sixth sense. Yes, I see ghosts and spirits around me. But I also smell and hear them. It's too much for just an ordinary girl. Although I came from a family of faith healers. I don't exactly consider myself a psychic even if I see a different dimension now and then. My gifts are not enhanced like my grandmother's. She wanted me to embrace it but I

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

We found ourselves standing at the threshold of a dark, otherworldly realm. A haunting voice echoed from beyond, echoing through the eerie expanse. "Welcome, seekers of truth," it whispered, its tone a tantalizing blend of menace and allure. Steeling ourselves, we stepped into the abyss, our senses heightened, and our hearts beating in sync with the unknown. The realm unfolded before us, a surreal landscape bathed in shades of black and silver, like a painting from a twisted dream. "Who dares trespass into the realm of shadows?" a deep, resonant voice boomed, reverberating through the air. From the depths of the darkness emerged a figure, cloaked in inky robes and crowned with a halo of obsi

Sure, the whole kidnapping thing could be a simple act of revenge against her father, but Kaia hadn’t been harmed, so what was the point? Yes, prior to Eton's arrival, his men roughed her up a bit, but Kaia didn’t think it was on Eton's orders. Or was it? Was Eton just playing some elaborate mind-game? Fuck, it was all so bewildering and frustrating—even without taking into account the…the thing between her and Eton that was becoming hard to ignore. Twice. It had happened twice already. It wasn’t even the blowjobs that bothered Kaia. It was the attraction, the sheer strength of it, the almost slavish intensity of that pull. What should one call attraction to a cold, manipulative man one didn

It served as a beacon of hope and a testament to the power of unity, drawing beings from far and wide to collaborate and shape a future built on cooperation and understanding. The supernatural and human communities eagerly embraced the opportunities presented by the Multiversal Nexus. Scientists and scholars exchanged groundbreaking discoveries, expanding their understanding of magic, technology, and the nature of reality itself. Artists and creatives found inspiration in the diverse cultures and perspectives they encountered, enriching their own creations with new ideas and influences.

I smile a little and take his hand in mine. "Better" His hand is big and rough. I still remember how amazing it felt on my body. How his touches drove me to the highest ends of the world that I didn't know existed. That alone makes me want to have this man for myself. I want to be the only one to own every part of him. The only person he is supposed to touch. No one else should feel what he makes me feel. "You scared me" he whispers and my eyes lower to his black gaze. His hair is slightly touching his forehead and it makes him look so attractive.

Acat's fingers moved and her flimsy, two-piece bikini met the floor a moment later, leaving her exposed to their view. "We know you feel it," Chaob said, joining him in circling her as they spoke. They stared at her perfection, warmed her body with simple caresses and tickles of skin. "You feel the connection joining us." "The tug. The urge. The need to see us. Be with us." To never leave us. She swallowed before answering. "I find you attractive." "It's more than that and you know it," Acat chided. "We make you feel things you've never felt. Will never feel with another because you are meant to be ours."

A few of them were already being attended to because each of them were sitting right in front of the salon's lengthy mirror and a stylist with them. Daniella had the most intense urge to grab Liam’s hand and turned away out of the place with the look they'd started shooting their way. However, one look at Liam filled her with a whole lot of security as he was already emanating an arctic coldness. All signs of playfulness had gone. And right now, he appeared like a powerful man with an annoyed look and strong charisma that was based on all his life experiences. He attracted people's attention as soon as he showed up.