Unexpected Attraction Novels & Stories

It will be interesting, but I doubt that it will be fun. Haakon greets me with a friendly smile. The pony that I tended too on my arrival is in a nearby paddock and trots over to the fence. I move to the wooden railing and stroke my hand along her neck. I will not cry. I will not allow myself to cry. I have been unwanted my entire life. This is no different. After giving myself a moment to come to terms with not being wanted, once again, I resume my daily chores. I remain busy for the rest of the day and again avoid both men. Ignoring the dragons is harder since I have a connection with one that both are using.

Hi, and welcome to STRANGER ATTRACTION. This is Kaelith’s story. A girl found in the woods with no memory, no past, and no name except the one given to her by the wind. She has a father she would give her life for, but her family… they are not all on her side. Her brothers want her in ways she can’t ignore, a stranger has eyes only for her, and everyone in her small town seems to have a stake in her life.

The scent of sandalwood and sex was heavy in the air. His hand traced a slow, idle pattern on my lower back. “I lose myself in it,” he confessed, his gaze fixed on the hollow of my throat. “The shift… the feel of you… it’s like a riptide. I get scared I’ll pull you under with me and you won’t want to come back up.” I pressed a kiss to his shoulder, tasting salt. “I want to be pulled under. I want the riptide.” I shifted, propping my head on my hand to look at him better. “It was all I wanted”

Len announced, his voice snapping the tension in the car. I felt it immediately. As a rogue, crossing into a formal territory is like walking into a wall of static. The Pack Link—the invisible psychic tether that bound Len to his people—was thick here. It felt like a thousand eyes were suddenly pressed against my skin, weighing my worth and finding it wanting. Khanna must have felt the shift in my energy. She reached out, her fingers lacing through mine. Her touch was the only thing keeping me from jumping out of the moving vehicle and running back to the neutral zones.

Everything was proceeding as planned—the host was on stage, guests were seated, yet my mind was elsewhere. I hadn't seen Jessica. My heart pounded unnaturally fast, a creeping sense of dread washing over me. Then, the host suddenly said, "Let's hear what the groom has to say." That snapped me back to attention. It wasn't part of the plan. Before I could react, the venue's surround sound speakers blasted to life. A familiar voice echoed through the hall. "I only pursued Jessica to provoke Hugh." "Once I had her, she just felt boring." "But I still couldn't accept it. So, wouldn't it be fun to ditch her at the altar and humiliate her?"

Both of them asked at the same time. I start pacing the floor, "Because! He is nice to me then he treats me like I am the dirt beneath his feet. He seems to want to be around me but then he suddenly avoids me like the plague. He initiates conversation, but only says mean things to me now! I mean, it's so confusing! And plus he is literally the definition of what a god looks like! I mean have you seen him? Every time I am around him I literally, as in...literally melt. My legs get weak my palms get sweaty! It's uncontrollable. My body is so drawn to him! I thought I was just really attracted to him, but then I was thinking a mere attraction cannot be that strong, right? I feel so bonded to hi

Mason raised his eyebrows in the back row, and Jax let out a low whistle. "Go ahead, Ivy," Liya whispered, stepping back to let me take the first slide. I gripped the podium until my knuckles turned completely white, staring straight past the front rows, straight at the boy in the back. "When we talk about attraction," I began, my voice amplified by the microphone, echoing loudly across the room, "we usually focus on compatibility. But psychologically, there is a much stronger driver: the thrill of breaking rules and keeping secrets." In the back row, Leo slowly tilted his head. A tiny, dangerous smirk began to grow on his lips, his dark eyes locking onto mine with absolute intensity.

she said coldly and bothered. "Yes Miss Grey" she replied. I walked out and the other's were looking disappointed when they heard the news. I walked slowly behind them and rode the elevator together. I can't believe I'm just going be a damn PA to that woman. By the looks and attitude of her, I could tell she's rude, moody and cocky. Well at least I'll be busy working no time to think and cried about Alex or reminder of that night with that stranger. I think I'm going to be sick just by remembering sleeping with a stranger. What if he has STDs or anything? Yuck!!!! "Taxi!!" I called out

A small shift of muscle beneath smooth skin. I follow the movement without thinking. His mouth curves faintly as if he’s suppressing a smile. And my stomach flips. Not with anger or fear but with a strange feeling. Something sharp and warm that spreads through my chest before I even recognize it. Attraction. The realisation slams into me like ice water. I jerk my gaze away so fast my neck aches. No. Absolutely not. I focus on the book, on the printed words. On literally anything except the way his footsteps cross the room but my senses betray me.

episodes when proximity increases. When suppression breaks, the non-aware party may experience sudden attraction, jealousy, or fixation without context. I stared at that for a long moment, then let out a slow, humorless laugh. “Fixation,” I murmured. “That’s one word for it.” My eyes burned. Not tears. Not yet. Just pressure. The phrase surfaced like something I’d heard through a door I hadn’t realized I was listening at. Had Kane said something like that before? Had Maddox?