Touch Meme Novels & Stories

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, RATED 18+ “Touch your toes for me, my sweet girl.” “You're supposed to be off-limits," I breathed. "And yet, you keep finding reasons to be alone with me." he tilted my chin up. One night. One stranger. One catastrophic secret. Madison Greymond has spent years being the good daughter, careful, loyal, invisible. So when she lets herself have one reckless night with a dangerously attractive stranger, she tells herself it means nothing. Until her mother slides a diamond ring onto her finger and introduces the man she's going to marry. Derek Salvador. The man whose hands Madison still dreams about. The man who looked at her like she was the only thing worth having and apparently decided her mother was the better bet. Now he's sitting at their dinner table. Sleeping down the hall. Watching Madison with dark eyes, while she's supposed to smile and forget. She knows it's wrong. She knows what's at stake. But desire doesn't care about right and wrong and Derek has never pretended to play by the rules. The closer he gets, the harder Madison fights. The harder she fights, the more she wants to surrender. Her mother's happiness. Her own sanity. A secret that grows more dangerous with every stolen glance, every accidental touch, every moment alone where the line between forbidden and inevitable gets harder to find. Someone always finds out. The only question is….how long can a secret survive when two people can barely resist each other?

“You are my wife. No one gets to touch you, and I sure as hell won’t let you touch anyone while you bear my last name.” My breath catches. Rage and unwanted arousal fight a war inside me. I lift my chin in defiance, glaring at him. “You don’t own me, Rain.” “Unfortunately, I do for the next year.” “I have needs, Rain. I am not going to spend a year celibate just because you hate me.” “Who said you have to spend the year celibate?” Rain tucks a finger beneath my jaw, his gaze lingering on my lips. He tilts my face up to his, thumb grazing my lower lip. “If you have needs, Selene…” His eyes flick back up to mine. “I will take care of them.” In the city of Raven Heights, hierarchy is the order of the day. Selene is the youngest member of the Vaughn family. A scandal breaks out when her cousin, Vivienne, has a one night stand with Rain Manchester- the illegitimate son of the most influential family in Raven heights. She’s made to cover up for Vivienne and marry Rain in her place. To make matters worse, she discovers Vivienne in bed with her boyfriend. Furious, she agrees to the marriage for revenge, only to be plunged into a world of hatred. Rain despises her. He’s in love with someone else — Ava, and a marriage to Selene has ruined his chances of being with her. They agree to stay married for a year, with him swearing never to fall for her. But can his resolve withstand the test of time? Or the sharp mouthed wife he has married? Can they stay a year as a married couple without falling in love?

This is a story about a beautiful 22 year old girl who's hungry for the world, hungry to grab the world by her hands and make twist of it with just one finger, centering it into what she saw in her dreams. She drops out of varsity so because of tuition fees, gets a temporal job just so she could get some money to survive and to save up for school. Mia felt like her dreams were beneath her surroundings, she wantedto explore Europe ,Ever-since she was young, but she meets the one cute guy who offers her a stepladder to climb and get to touch the centre of the bulb.

"This family is going to be the death of me," Mathéo, daddy. "You broke my heart and I stole your last name," Jace, master/daddy. "I'm in love them all, in love with their cuteness and late night sex," Callina, Mommy. "Look but don't touch, I'm a princess," Emily, little. "I'm everyone's baby," Mollis, Kitten. The world have changed, people have changed, they went from old lovers, to friends, to a family, what could go wrong? This is our story, our professional family. Warning: this is a cgl/abdl/ddlg kind of story. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

[Matured content, no rape.] "Mama, Custard," Adrian said as he rushed towards me. Adrian Woods, my four years old son whom I was left to raise alone. "Darian," I called out, staring intently at him, "who gave you the right to touch him, and even call him your son?" He was back! The man I tried my best to run from, the man whom I did everything possible to stay away from, the one person who was happy seeing me in so much pain. Darian Woods was back, my divorced husband, the father of my child.

Even though we live in modern times, the coven seems stuck in the Dark Ages. As the heir apparent to the throne, Zalindra is under pressure to marry in order to maintain the lineage's strength. Seriously? That feels so out of touch with today's world. Her true passion lies in honing her skills to protect the coven. Romance? Not a priority for her, let alone marriage. But everything changes when she encounters Lucian and Lorian. I hate to sound cliché, but it was a case of instant attraction. Just one tiny hiccup: they have no idea they're witches. That doesn't make me want them any less .

"From now on, whenever you call me ‘Daddy’ in public, only you and I will know the true meaning behind it," said Gabriel Bloodfang. Every time I call him Daddy, only the two of us understand the truth hidden behind that word. To the world, I’m just a human girl saved by Alpha Bloodfang. To the Pack, I’m nothing more than a lucky adopted daughter. But to me, Daddy is everything, he’s my first love and my forbidden desire. One look from him makes my blood tremble. One touch from him ignites a fire that no law could ever extinguish.

She was sent to destroy him. A man feared in the shadows, a mafia lord whose name alone commanded power and blood. Serafina Dunes had one mission: send Rapheal Dekoms to hell. Murdered by her husband’s mistress, Yuanita Serra was ripped from life before her time—only to be reborn as a missionier, and her first task was to kill Rapheal Dekoms. But fate had other plans. What was meant to be a deadly mission became a dangerous game of desire and hate, where every glance and every touch ignited a fire she couldn’t control—and threatened to unravel everything he had ever built.

One reckless night at a gay party was all it took . A stranger with quiet eyes and a commanding touch left Scott McAllen breathless, ruined, and wanting more than he should. Now that stranger is his boss. Elliot Travis, the untouchable CEO of the billion-dollar Zenex empire who wants nothing but control and no strings attached. But Scott is bold, shameless, and impossible to ignore. And Elliot is quickly discovering that some men are harder to walk away from than others. What started as one night is becoming an obsession neither of them can afford. The real question isn’t whether they’ll survive the chaos. It’s whether they’ll survive each other.

Elena Carter makes a reckless decision to lose her virginity in the arms of a stranger after her wild night at the club. Drunk and dizzy, she follows the dangerous Billionaire Mafia heir Mr. Brandon into the darkness. But by morning all she remembers is his voice, his tattoos and the way his touch made her heartbeat race. Elena is shocked to discover Mr. Brandon is not an ordinary man. And worst of it all. He is engaged to her cruel step sister. Elena tries to walk away. But Mr. Brandon doesn’t let her go, instead he pulls her back to his world of power, secrets, betrayal and desires.