Unexpected Attraction Novels & Stories

There’s something so wholesome and adorable about the way we’re sitting on the floor, scooted as close together as we can get, our knees interlocked. “My source revealed that the aphrodisiac was designed to enhance attraction that already exists. Being drugged only changes the fact that I did it when I did because I would have otherwise waited until Ava and I were over. The proof that it was going to happen eventually lies in the fact that the mark has yet to heal.” I want to pull away, not because I don’t want this but because I’m afraid of how badly I want it. If this all turns out to be wrong, I’ll be devastated. Yet for all my intent to protect myself, I dig my fingers into his thigh.

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?

I shouted as soon as I got out of the elevator. "What's wrong with him?" I asked myself as I clasped my hands. *** Michelle's POV "Ugh! I'm so annoyed!" I lashed out while walking at the mall. Who wouldn't be? My mind can't even process that Black prefers the woman she just met over me, her best friend since childhood. Due to the annoyance that Black caused me, I can't suppress my bad mood and ended up throwing an attitude to a different salesperson I crossed paths with while walking at the mall.

“If you’re compatible, Sir, even the smell of printer ink would be attractive.” She looked at the laptop screen after pressing the keyboard one last time. “In summary, attraction isn’t just about butterflies—it’s a complex biological process involving dopamine, oxytocin, serotonin, adrenaline, and pheromones. Our bodies are wired to crave connection—both emotionally and physically.” She gave a slight head tilt and took a deep breath. “That’s all, Sir. Thank you.”

he muttered, apologizing as if the pain were his fault despite the fact that he was only trying to help. He's just so perfect, so flawless and I couldn't explain the continuous pull I felt toward this stranger. His presence seemed to call to me in a way that felt foreign. I’ve never felt this way around other men—not even all my ex-boyfriend. And when his hand accidentally brushed mine, a spark shot through me, making my pulse race. This sensation was the exact opposite of the revulsion I felt earlier when that disgusting man tried to harass me. This one was different...pleasant and almost magnetic.

"The unexplainable attraction. A mate pull or a coincidence." It couldn't all be a coincidence. I turned the book open. I need to know.

Attracta was still the lone wolf, single as ever and she seemed fine with the lifestyle. "You're trying to tell me you're not the tad bit interested in a relationship." Yetty asked as they laid up in the living room, chatting. She was laid on the couch while Attracta was sprawled over her favorite bean bag. "Nope!" She sucked on her lollipop. "Not the very least." "Not at all." "You're built different." "Exactly." "Either that or you're scared." "Of what precisely?" "Of getting hurt." Yetty smirked. "Someone hurt you and that's why you're avoiding relationship."

One thing or another had them all captivated and very friendly. I hadn't noticed the sensation creep up on me: the warmth, the heightened tingles brought on by human contact, the halos around everything that glowed. It wasn't until Cora pressed tightly against my front, reached up and pulled my head down, that it occurred to me just how intoxicated I was. Her lips were like heaven, though her tongue immediately sent sparks to my dick. It was slow and methodical, the build increasing the desire I had pressed against her. The sexual urge was nothing compared to the spiritual connection. Our bodies were fused at the mouth, and our unity was like a religion.

I want to see what will happen if I surrender to our attraction. Without hesitation, I turn around and find myself facing his back. He is broad and muscular. Every inch of him speaks of strength and power. I touch his back and he tilts his head up, closing his eyes and groaning as I trial my forefinger down his spinal cord, his skin burning hot under my touch but I am the one who gets goosebumps as I move further down. I stop at the end of it, seeking a peek at his strong thighs. "Turn around," I say and he does.

He is indeed a greek-like god. Maybe the first day I met him was because I was attracted to his physical features. Maybe because he is smart when I saw him reporting in front of our class with confidence. Or maybe because I always see his good side that made me like him. Maybe those are the reasons. It always starts with crush. An attraction to another person because of his physical features, their personality or talents and skill that we admire with that person. "Are you always here?" “Yes,” she said. “When Cheska was still here, but now, I never been back here. ”