Touch Manga Novels & Stories

I was meant to study law. Instead, the law sold me. My father’s debts sold me into a contract marriage with Dante Moretti, the heir to a mafia empire who hides behind a billion-dollar legal empire. To the world, he’s the polished, untouchable CEO. Behind closed doors, he’s ruthless, demanding, and dangerously irresistible. I swore I’d outsmart him that I’d serve my time and win my freedom. But every kiss feels like a trap, every touch like a dare, and every secret I uncover pulls me deeper into his world. And the longer I stay, the harder it is to remember: Am I his prisoner… or his bride?

Smart and feisty Nikki is the daughter of the pack's female lead Warrior. Devilishly handsome and kind Frankie is the Alpha Heir of the Cold Moon Pack. Nikki has a crush on Frankie but she is not on his radar, yet. Frankie is looking for his Luna. Recently their pack is experiencing an increase in rogue attacks. So when they are thrown together in pack training, Frankie quickly learns that Nikki can pack a punch. A simple critique leads to that 1st touch and the chemistry is sizzling. Does this budding romance stand a chance against death, deceit, and an indecent alliance proposal? Will Nikki get her man? Has Frankie found his Luna? Only time will tell if this couple will be blessed by the Moon Goddess or destroyed by lies and betrayal.

“Get out now!” He roared, rage, hate and bit of self-loathing swirling in his eyes. She flinched as she immediately inched back in shock. He turned away from her and stared down at his legs that had become lean, purplish and veiny due to his condition. His hand and body were shaking so much and he couldn’t stop it no matter what. Suddenly, he felt a soft and warm hand touch his face and wipe the tear away. Normally, he would have immediately recoiled from the touch but he found himself leaning into it. His whole body also stopped shaking and he looked up and into her eyes, unsure of why he couldn’t find an ounce of disgust for him in there. “I will heal you.” He raised his brow unsure if he heard her right and before he could ask her, she continued. “I will make you walk again and regain all that you lost but in exchange, you’ll be my sword. Do we have a deal? He watched her, confused at how someone who was so cowardly and quiet could change into such a confident person in the blink of an eye. “Deal.” Alecia Crest, a lowly omega who was ignored, abused and scorned suddenly found herself in an arranged marriage with the crippled ex Alpha . Using the healing powers she possessed, she made a deal with her cripple husband in exchange for revenge on her abuser and her freedom. It was meant to be a clean cut but what is she to do when she suddenly finds herself unable to resist the lust, attraction and passion that is the mate bond? Will she able to find love or will all the forces against the union succeed?

“Did he touch you like this?…” Zoey asked as she ran her fingers through my slit. I gasped. Those fingers…So magical. What was was she doing? “I said, does he touch you like this?!” She thundered sexily. “Nooo…” i slowly answered. She then asked me to spread my legs. She commanded me, her Luna and I had no choice to obey. She looked at my core and patted it. “Pretty pussy.” My husband would probably think I would be crying and mourning over his cheating ways. If only he knew I was crying while being violated by the quiet rogue—happily violated. Zoey looked innocent, meek and forlorn, but she was the quiet devil. Who would’ve thought she had all of these up her sleeves? *********** Charlotte was a Luna that was cheated on and Maltreated by her husband. She never knew was good sex and orgasm was…until she met Zoey. Zoey and Charlotte had badass sexual intimacy till the point that her husband, the alpha begins to wonder why his wife is glowing and why she is not thirsty for sex or questioning him for allowing his mistress to stay in the pack . With time, what starts as a harmless way of having fun becomes a serious relationship and they form a strong bond. Zoey also proves herself to be useful by saving the pack during danger. Circumstances lead Charlotte to think that Zoey is either her fated mate or her second chance mate but she must be careful before she makes decisions. Will Charlotte keep lying to herself to will she allow love to save the day? Will Zoey and Charlotte overthrow the alpha and reign supreme? Or will Zoey continue to be the Luna’s Hidden Plaything?

Anger, in all shades, blared into his eyes as he pushed me against the wall, growling. “Don’t let any man touch you ever again!” My blood boiled at his audacity as I spat out. “You have already rejected me, Alpha Vincenzo. Now, you can’t …” The rest of my warning died down in my head as he lunged forward and wrapped his hand around my throat. Despite his maddening rage, his gruff voice sounded eerily calm, sending shivers down my spine. “Rejected or not, you are mine, Ashley. Touch another man, and trust me, I’ll make sure you see me tear him to shreds!” … Rejected, banished, and tormented. Ashley’s life was another name of hell as she struggled to survive in the rogue pack every single day. She loathed her ex, Alpha Vincenzo, the reason behind her endless misery. However, life wasn’t exactly a bed of roses for Vincenzo as well. Burning in the fire of regret, his love turned into obsession, driving his wolf to the edge of insanity. His only goal was to bring Ashley back, no matter how long it took. After five years of separation, their paths crossed again in a fateful encounter, entangling their fates with a bizarre backlash of rejection. But Ashley was sure of one thing, she would never forgive Vincenzo! As her hatred clashed with Vincenzo’s obsession, the old feelings surfaced, reigniting the spark. Would she be able to resist the temptation of the bond that still simmered between them? Or the storm of true love would wash away all the grievances of the past?

(Completed) My panic grows and I begin to struggle with him, "Stop! William gets off me, you don't know what you are doing." He pushes me harder against the bed, "Would you feel better if it was your British boy doing this to you?" He slurs as his hands come to touch my face. I throw my face away from his touch and I see him clench his teeth from the corner of my eyes. "You don't want me anymore?" I glare at him, "Not like this I don't. Get off me!" I say, pushing him off but he traps my hands and holds them above my head. "Stop fighting me!" He snaps, "this, this is what you want!" "No, it's not!" I exclaim, kicking my legs which are slowly growing numb from his weight against him. He raises a brow, "You love me right?" I grit my teeth at his tricky question; if I say yes, then he'll want me to want this and if I say no, that would be a lie. "Yes, but not like this!" I answer in frustration. He moves to settle properly, on my legs, "Well I think you should get to know every side of me; including this side." He sneers into my ears left ear, licking my face. His hand unfastens his belt and unzips his trousers and shoves it down. ***Karen thought telling William how she felt about him would make things better between then, little did she know it would be the exact opposite.

All I wanted to be was a full time reporter. One interview. One night. “I will not sign the papers.” I said firmly trying to push this devilishly handsome man off me. His touch was enough to cause the butterflies in me and put me in a trance but I am willing to fight. “I won’t marry you even at my death bed, Mr. Dominic.” He smirked and leant closer to me. I turned my head away from his face causing his lips to brush across my cheek. His whispered, “Sign the papers or else…” Getting caught spying comes with the worst consequences for Anastasia. And even worse when the devil, himself catches her.

This story is about love. Not the lovey dovey type you see in the movies. This is the toxic type. The unhealthy and obsessive type of love. The one you can’t let go of no matter how hard you try. Because when she loves, she loves with a passion that borders the line of death and destruction. The type of love she lives and breathes for. His love pushes all boundaries, usually the bad ones. He would kill anyone who touches her. That love that consumes their souls each time they touch, feeling their bodies break as they crave for one another more and more like a drug an addict cannot resist. How far are they willing to go to keep to each other?

“You are mine! Mine alone” He Kissed her neck, pulling her closer to her and a soft moan escaped her lips. “No. This is wrong. Can’t be yours. Kaleb will never…” She couldn’t finish her sentence and he crushed his lips against hers. “Please stop,” she implored him to stop, even though she said that to him. Her body craved his touch, the warmth it brought to her. She wanted to feel his muscular hands on her. “You are mine, Allie!” He whispered, pushing himself against her. They knew it was wrong, but it felt right. She was engaged to another, and he was her pack’s enemy, but fate brought them together.

It was a small pull, that had her confused at first, but kept bothering her like a strand of hair attached to your arm that you can't find and remove. When she focused on it, the pull drove her to touch his chest lightly. She cleared her mind to make sense of the foreign sensation that spoke to her and when she did, it was strange and dark. He was calling for fire. ---- Brianna is a witch that tends to the needs of nature by controlling the four elements. Nathaniel is a phoenix assigned to her village by a mysterious and suspicious organization, the Council. He is a master of fire, unwaveringly dedicated to his life's work. She is an untamable force of nature. Can their unexpected encounter alter the path of fate?