Novel & Cerita Touch Her And Die Books

" You touch her, you DIE. Call your men off right now or I will not think twice but __'' April bopped vigorously at his threat.

TASHA "Tasha!" The manly voice snapped out my name like a whip and when my eyes flew open, it was to a loud, sharp scream of a baby. For a second, I didn't breathe. I just lay there in the bed, staring at the ceiling. Was this the afterlife? Is this what death feels like? Do people get stuck reliving the worst parts of their past? But everything felt... real. Too real. The air, the sheets, the faint smell of milk, the grogginess after a night's sleep.

As he gets closer, I move up to kiss him, his hand going over my mouth. “I changed my mind. I am actually really comfy here.” He wiggles his body. Laughing more, I start hitting him playfully. “Fine, I hope you enjoy necrophilia because, very soon, I am going to die from not being able to breathe.” He jumps off me. “No, sorry, not a chance, don’t you dare die on me, that is not my kink, not at all Kitten.” Laughing, I stand up, my arms wrapping around his neck. “Not a chance of me dying any time soon, so you still get my nice warm body when I have had enough of it anyway.” Winking at him, I laugh.

“Why? Are you afraid of me?” He moves closer, touching her long, black hair and smelling her neck. Her scent drives him crazy, the fragrance of her skin lingering in his nostrils. He wonders how Slagle loved her every moment he dominated her naked body. His hands start to graze her, and his lips caress her neck, gently kissing her seductive lips down to her nipple. It is very late when she realizes she is almost half-naked, Slagle enjoying her body. Perhaps because of the affection she feels, she lets Slagle claim her body, intensifying the warmth when Slagle comes harder.

I fought the nausea rising in my heart and opened a live stream on my phone. "Benjamin Zoller," I began, my voice trembling. "You know the death of a loved one still haunts me. When I found out you had cancer, the thought of joining you in death resurfaced in my mind. "I wanted to stay by your side until the very end, but... Seeing how deeply in love you are with her, it feels like my heart is being torn apart. I can hardly breathe." Hearing that, Benjamin took two steps closer in panic.

There, right beside my husband Brandon in the photo, was my so-called best friend, Melissa. … Snapping out of it, I stared at Melissa's two-faced expression. She must have known about the lottery win by then. They had probably plotted the whole thing, faking his death to pocket the cash. "Noelle, don't take it so hard. You're already unwell. What if Brandon's death makes you worse?" I shrugged off Melissa's hand and asked with eerie calm, "Where's Brandon's body? I want to see him." Melissa blinked, thrown off by my composure. "In the ward," she stammered.

“Your body is more honest than you are.” His hand began to slide upward, very slowly, tracing the side of her torso. Every inch he touched felt like it was catching fire, brought to life by his touch. Hazel closed her eyes, trying to fight the wave of sensation threatening to drown her. “I… hate this,” she murmured, but her voice was trembling. “You hate it,” Diego repeated. His hand had now reached her lower ribs, his fingers almost touching the base of her breasts, which were rising and falling in rapid heaves. “But your body… is shaking for me.”

If you think you may be triggered, this is not the book for you. Other triggers may include crude/crass/vulgar/explicit language and details. At one point there will be some discussion on suicide and a time a character feels they'd rather die, so if you're sensitive to the subject of death or a feeling of hopelessness, parts of the story could be hard for you to read.

The noise stopped in my head but one question popped up, why did the girl sit behind me where there were so many vacant chairs inside? The question faded when I realized that was not my concern. So, I went back to reading until such time I finished doing my research. When I was done, I gathered all the books I took, I even fixed my jacket. When I was about to bring them back to the shelves, I stood up and carried them when accidently, the girl and I bumped to each other. So, technically, he touched me, I touched her. Due to excessive fear combined with surprise, I froze like I was under a spell wherein I was motionless. I could not even breathe; the fact that we touched each other, for sure,

“I believe I’ve made myself clear. Perhaps you think that I still love you and would not want you to jump. You might even think that my heart will go out to you. “But Joshua, all the things you’ve done over this period have destroyed the remaining love I have for you. So, I only find it funny that you’d resort to threatening me to be back together with you through suicide. If I don’t love you anymore, why would I care whether you live or die?” Her words were too harsh, and Joshua could not accept it. With an ashen face, he shook his head. “Don’t. Stop talking.” Yet Rain continued, “If you really died today, the most I will feel is a slight regret that I did not manage to stop you. “But unlik