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Here are 67 novels related to touch stories for you to read online. Generally, touch stories or similar novel stories can be found in various book genres such as Paranormal, Romance and Mafia. Start your reading from One Touch: One Kiss at GoodNovel!
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One Touch: One Kiss
“I see within my hairline, now a faded scar from my tomboyish lifestyle. I am tracing with my finger the softness of my skin; discovering another scar close to my right ear where a nipple is small but visible on my earlobe.”
Thomas stood still listening to her voice. He realized he loved the sound of her tone vibrating through her body. He was never very talkative throughout the ages but he loved to listen how people discover themselves…their own truth.
“I am still tracing my face; finding another scar criss cross underneath my chin. It was once cut to the bone from chasing a ball that went flying through the window. I remember that day; you were mad papa.” She said with a touch of humor.”
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Love And Tales
Elena's Point of View
I stood in the poorly illuminated room, tears streaming down my face as I recounted everything I'd been through—the loss, the pain, the gain… everything.
I hugged myself, memories of my son flashing before my eyes. I could still see him running toward me and planting kisses on my face. I shut my eyes, letting the tears fall freely, hoping that maybe the pain would go away if I just admitted that I was hurt. I could still hear Ralph's deep voice speaking to me:
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BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2
And his hand—his large, calloused, gentle hand—touched my hair.
So softly.
His fingers threaded through the strands, stroking from my scalp down to the ends, then back up again. The touch was soothing, almost hypnotic.
"What kind of story do you want?" he asked quietly.
"I don't know. Anything. Just talk to me."
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Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy Compilation
Touch me.
He growled low, pulling me against him, mouth crashing to mine in a fierce kiss. Tongues tangled, his hands roaming, stripping my shirt with urgent tugs. 'You're mine,' he murmured against my lips, voice thick with need. 'Heritage be damned.' He backed me to the furs, laying me down, his body covering mine—solid, reassuring. The cave's dim glow from a single torch highlighted his scars, each one a story that drew me closer, relating to his hidden pains like my own unraveling past.
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The Last Shadow Witch
Touch!
Touch!
Touch!
Touch!
The crude oil water parted when I stepped on it. The haze that entered it started rising out and crawling back into my smoke hair. I knelt, my mouth muttering something. I touched her forehead, my eyes saw what she was seeing; her deepest nightmares and fears, the worst moments in her life. I blew air into her face and rubbed her forehead. A black snake with red eyes crawled out of her and wrapped around my hand, crawling back into my hair. She sighed as her veins slowly returned to normal.
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SANDRA'S HEART TALE
“Stop it!”
“You need to hear this Tasha. It doesn’t make sense that you would go back to the man that hurt you like that. He was s------g another woman while his daughter, your daughter was lying dead on some street somewhere. Your daughter died whilst looking for him on that street Tasha but where was he?”
Unable to bear the pain of his words anymore, Natasha slapped him hard across the face before running out of the restaurant.
“It still stings you know, your slap?” Tulani said to Natasha who still had her back to him. He was caressing his cheek where she had slapped him four years ago.
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A TALE OF BROKEN THINGS
They sat with their backs to the river, snuggled together and giggled like a couple of high school lovers.
Thaddeus rushed as fast as his scrawny little legs could carry him, to stay in the waters was to incur the wrath of Tonya. He knew better. With her small frame, she has the power of a sumo wrestler within her. Today wasn't the day to piss her off, not when she's busy with Emily talking about things he'd never understand. He thought to himself as he ran his hand through his hair, shaking like his bones had become fragile and brittle.
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Our Story
His hands venture over her curved body, exploring.
They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion.
No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated.
He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck.
She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.
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Frequently Asked Questions
I recently dove into 'Behind Your Touch' fanfics, and the ones that hit hardest emotionally often explore the raw vulnerability between characters. The best moments aren’t just about grand gestures but the quiet, unspoken bonds—like a shared glance after a near-death experience or a whispered confession in the dark. One fic I adored had the protagonist tracing scars on their partner’s back, each mark a story they’d survived together. The author wove in flashbacks of their childhood, contrasting past innocence with present trauma, making every touch feel like a lifeline.
Another standout was a slow-burn where emotional intimacy built over months of coded letters and stolen meetings. The psychological depth came from their mutual fear of abandonment, which made their eventual trust so cathartic. The fic didn’t shy away from messy arguments or ugly crying, and that realism made the tender moments—like brushing tears away mid-fight—land like a punch. Those stories stick with me because they treat love as a battlefield where every scar is earned, not given.
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