Touch Meme Novels & Stories

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.

My abrasive next-door neighbor confronts me on the street, accusing me of spying on her with my telescope. I wish I'd known I could have been watching her in her bedroom; I despise squandered opportunities. But I'm not going to let this opportunity pass me by. Her curves scream for me to touch them. I'll show her my telescope, no problem. She turns out to be working for my ex and will do everything she can to keep me from getting what is rightfully mine. She can try everything she wants, but I always take what I want. And I want her right now.

Harley Lawrence is a young vampire hunter who comes from a long line of hunters. Every night she patrols the city, ridding it of the evil that stalks the innocent. Without her mother, the past two years have been tough and now she can't help but wish for something more than a life of hunting. Mason James is a five hundred year old vampire who runs with the biggest clan in New York City and yet is still bound by his humanity. The leader of the clan, Demitri Van Santen, has plans that touch upon a whole new level of evil, and Mason doesn't like them. So he finds Harley and warns her of what is to come.

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?

There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room. "If you touch her again, the next bullet I shoot will go right through your head. Comprendere?" He warns, and the threat is clear as the eyes of many people around us widen and get scared. .................................... Lula has always liked the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. You can take a picture and know that it will last at least as long as the people in it, if not longer. That is, until she takes a picture of something by accident that will make her regret that one innocent click over and over.

“The bride isn’t coming.” Xavier Smith’s future should have ended there but instead, it binds him to the wrong twin. Forced into a marriage to save his name and inheritance, Xavier expects silence and obedience. Christopher offers neither. “I won’t be meek,” Christopher warns. “And I won’t be controlled,” Xavier fires back. What begins as obligation turns into a dangerous clash of pride, desire, and buried truths. Every glance is a challenge. Every touch, a mistake. “You think you can win this?” Xavier asks. Christopher smiles. “I know I will.” Because falling for the wrong twin was never part of the plan… but it might cost them everything.

He slammed into her, harder, deeper, each thrust stealing her breath. “You’re mine tonight,” he growled, voice rough with need. She trembled beneath him, gasping, “Please… don’t stop. I need you harder.” His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer. One night fueled by hunger and surrender where every whispered command and aching plea pulled them deeper into a dangerous game of craving, control, and obsession… and every touch burned hotter than the last. ️ This story contains explicit, intense sexual scenes, raw passion, and dark romance. Strictly 18+. Read at your own risk.

. "Shhh, Daddy won't know," Lucas whispered, his hands tracing my thighs as the silk of my robe slid away. My husband bought the robe, but it was his son's touch that made me tremble. "Stop... Stop, Lucas," I said, but my body betrayed me, already dripping with a need I'd buried for years. I was about to make out with a 23-year-old boy, in the home his father paid for. The air was thick with secrets, my guilt a sharp perfume beneath his clean, dangerous scent. This wasn't fixing him anymore. This was him breaking me open, and God help me, I was begging for the crash.

He got me pregnant, stripped me of my virginity, abandoned me and still want me back... Ten years ago, Nadia Voss’s dreams of becoming an investigative journalist were shattered by a single night of passion and a devastating betrayal. Fired from her job as a maid for the powerful De Montclair family and ghosted by the man she loved, Leandro Cruz, Nadia was left pregnant, alone, and stripped of her Ivy League scholarship. Now, she is a fiercely protective mother to ten-year-old genius twins, working days as a lowly editorial assistant and nights as a masked stripper to fund their future. She has spent a decade hating the untouchable billionaire who ruined her life. Leandro De Montclair is a tech genius with psychosomatic condition. He has a violent, life-threatening aversion to human touch, triggered by a traumatic mobbing incident ten years ago. Isolated and locked in a bitter succession war with his ruthless half-brother, Julian, Leandro’s only goal is to secure his position as CEO of his late father’s biotechnology empire. When Julian orchestrates a cruel setup to trigger Leandro’s condition using a masked stripper, the plan backfires spectacularly. The stripper is Nadia. And in a shocking twist of fate, she is the only person in the world whose touch doesn't send Leandro into anaphylactic shock. Desperate to prove his stability to the board, Leandro offers Nadia a marriage of convenience. For Nadia, it’s a chance to secure her sons' futures; for Leandro, it’s a shield against his brother’s sabotage. But as the ink dries on their contract, the bitter enemies are forced to confront the explosive chemistry that never died, the lies that tore them apart, and a secret that will change the De Montclair legacy forever. Leandro is their legitimate father.

“Get undressed and wait for me in bed. Keep your legs open until I finish my shower,” he commanded with the power of his Alpha status and as her mate. She wanted to resist. “Do you think I'm the same Luna you forced in the past? I refuse to submit to you. I won't let you touch me.” He growled softly, feeling a hot desire for her. She was no longer the unattractive Luna he remembered. She was gorgeous. He wanted to devour her with his tongue. He pulled her close and pushed her onto the bed, licking the back of her ear, making her moan in pleasure. He whispered, “I won't touch your body. Just your pussy until you beg for more.” He used to be next in line for Alpha and was under the control of his grandfather, the Alpha king. He had to accept mating with the woman he disliked the most - the daughter of one of the most powerful Alphas in the werewolf kingdom. If he didn't, he might lose his chance at being Alpha king after his grandfather's death. He thought he was mateless at the time. He didn't choose to mate with the unattractive woman, so he cheated on her day and night. But, one drunken night, he lost control and slept with her. Later, he forced her to break their mating bond. But, he discovered she was carrying his triplets. He forced her to be his mate again, or she wouldn’t see her children again. Six years later, he was no longer weak. He was the Alpha king of werewolves.