Otherworldly Attraction Novels & Stories

She can feel it with every fiber of her being—the Orb of the Dark Lord—sitting just beyond that imposing barrier, calling to her in murmured whispers that coil like venomous smoke through the corridors of her mind. *Come to me...* it beckons with seductive promise. *Take what's rightfully yours...* The craving crashes over her in relentless waves of need, and it takes everything in her not to fall to her knees from the overwhelming weight of its call. Her hands tremble visibly as she reaches forward, each inch of progress harder to resist than the last, as if she's fighting against both herself and the magnetic pull of something ancient and terrible. She's never felt anything even remotely l

"Wolves. Hunters. Others." I stared at him. "You're telling me I was born like this?" "Yes." "And I've just been walking around campus my entire university life being — what — basically catnip for monsters?" "Wolves," Karl corrected quietly. Like that was the important part. "Karl, I swear to God—" "It's more than scent," Adrian continued. "A Lure doesn't just attract. They anchor. Supernatural beings near a Lure become increasingly territorial. Protective." A pause. "Possessive."

I just needed time to process everything. Once I reached my room, I locked my door carefully, walking to my bed like a zombie. I felt numb and weak all over. The head maid was right — he might be cursed. "Why." I screamed out loud, collapsing on the bed. Why do I only attract men that are not normal? The only thing I craved was to just live a life like every other she-wolf, even though I am an Omega. Am I cursed by fate itself, or has the moon goddess refused me happiness?

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

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.

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.

FARAH. As I completed the ritual, a swirling sensation enveloped me, and I found myself transported to a realm of otherworldly beauty and grandeur. It was as though I had stepped into a celestial palace, where the very walls radiated an ethereal luminance. The walls were constructed from shimmering moonstone, casting a soft, silvery glow that bathed the surroundings in an ever-present, gentle light. The moonstone was adorned with intricate celestial motifs, depicting stars, moons, and constellations that seemed to come to life, their brilliance twinkling with a captivating luminosity.