Touched Out Book Novels & Stories

I continued to look for him when suddenly, I bumped into a drinks' server, causing my clothes to get spilled by those beverages, exposing my clevage and chest. "Ma'am, I'm s-sorry I didn't m-meant..." the server said nervously. "No, it's okay. I'm sorry too, it's my fault." I politely said. "Oh no! D-Don't touch me! I m-mean I can handle it by myself," I said when he tried to wipe my chest. I saw the second thought on his face but I hurried past it when I noticed that we were grabbing the attention of others.

Still, he wouldn’t leave her alone because of his selfish reasons. Tanya shook her head at herself as she wondered why she still had his number saved anyway. She disconnected the call as it started ringing again and blocked it. Then she promptly opened an app on her phone. She smiled as she clicked on the book titled, Tangled Desires. “Now, where were we?” she said with a smile as she delved into the book she had been reading for a week now. “How can people write this well?” she thought over an hour later as she wiped the tears that had trailed down her face.

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I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

The book I was holding crashed to the floor, and I flinched because it was a new book and I would hate it if it got any scratches or worse, got torn. I grumble out in frustration, annoyed at my carelessness and his sudden stop before bending down to pick the book, except Zion had bent down at the same time, and we reached for the book together, so our hands touched, and I jolted away from the current that flows from our hands at the touching point.

I despise him so much and it is so hard to hide from this world when you know that every corner of this Academy is shouting Cayden's name. We just went to the shelves and I looked for a book to read because. I was thoroughly checking the books when I touched a book and it felt like I was suddenly electrocuted so I immediately let go. Shit, is this what they call static? I was curious, I looked at the book and I raised my hand again to touch it and this time I was not electrocuted. I took the book and looked. It is a brownish color book with moleskin. It looks old but still, it is in a good condition. I just read the title of the book.

I wonder why that is? “Well, he can’t hide from me.” I smile, walking out the door. Driving to work, I feel fine. I don’t understand why Jackson would hide it from me. Surely, he knew I would find out? If not, then he is brainwashed. I am obviously going to find out. Maybe the whole ‘me not wanting to be touched’ is what is causing him to stay quiet. Getting to work, I unlock the door and turn the alarm off. Sitting in the office, I start looking at the bookings for today and answer emails. The staff arrive, and things go smoothly, just like yesterday, with no issues.

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“Kira. And trust me when I say you won’t hurt me.” Kira pressed a filthy, whiskey-laced kiss to Knight's mouth. A frisson of something hot and hungry coursed down Knight's spine, pooling in his gut and making his cock twitch in his expensive suit pants. Knight slid his hand down Kira's dress just enough until he felt skin, digging his fingers into warm flesh harder than he normally would. Kira didn’t flinch, merely sucked in a nearly soundless breath and leaned into Knight's touch. “We’re leaving,” Knight said, voice gone a little rough around the edges.

Or maybe I'd be the first person whose death was recorded. Using the tic tac toe game, my hands settled on a semi large bookshelf on the left side of the room. In the row, I could count at least five bookshelves as far as my eyes could see. Settling on the second shelf, I picked the first book my hand came in contact with. It was really old, that I could tell from the book jacket. I scratched out some mildew at the sides of the book and suppressed a shudder. It wasn't heavy and the title had faded leaving only the words fantasy tales visible. I guess it could pass a fairytale but there was no way I could confirm without reading through it first.