Untouchable Lady Novel Ch 23 Novels & Stories

People called him the Untouchable king, because for the past twenty -five years no has been able to survive his touch. An ancient curse running through his blood, a curse which turns everyone into stone with just a touch. Forcing Kael Draven to rule his kingdom from behind black leather gloves, he lived with a crown and a curse with a lonely heart. Seraphina Vale never believed the terrifying stories until one careless accident changes everything. When she mistakenly grabs the king bare hands. The world holds its breath. But she didn’t turn to stone.

The incident with the incense was a glaring reminder of what a dubious wolf she was. Lydia stammered, “Nothing unusual happened on the way. I didn’t meet anyone along the way and the dishes remained closed until I placed them before Alpha Sera.” She looked genuinely confused, even as she panicked. The office fell into silence at her words, and we were right back in the kitchen once again. Just then, a wary-looking female shifter who’d remained silent spoke. “I remember, Alpha,” she said, swallowing nervously. “A female shifter came into the kitchen area while I was cleaning up the dishes and Cindy was prepping for lunch. She wanted a glass of water and had knocked down the lid for one of the

“This is my chance to get what I want…I just need to make him mine…I can’t continue to suffer.” “And this ... .is my only ticket out of this shackles of poverty.” She said boldly, puffing some cigarettes in the air. She brought out her phone and typed, “Hey Steve, let’s meet at the French laundry at 7pm. It’s at 6640 Washington St, Yountville, CA 94599.” Then sent the message. “You are mine Steve!!” Lucy declared firmly as she laughed hysterically again. Making her way to the wardrobe to pick out a seductive dress for tonight’s date.

But under the table, his fingers kept teasing the fabric of my panties. My breathing grew uneven, then his fingers suddenly slipped inside. A small cough escaped my lips as my body jerked slightly from the sudden sensation. Several heads turned toward me. “Are you okay, Mrs. Enzo?” one of them asked with concern. My face burned with embarrassment. “Is something wrong? Did you choke on the food?” another man asked. “I think she choked on the food,” Enzo said calmly as he looked at me, his eyes held a warning. Meanwhile, his other hand continued moving slowly beneath the table. His fingers pushed deeper, pressing against me and teasing my sensitive spot. My thighs trembled slightly as I strugg

The sharp crash of glass against marble shattered the silence. Deep red wine splattered across the pristine floor, seeping into the cracks like spilled blood. Sarah Winters stood frozen at the doorway, the taste of bile rising in her throat. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, drowning out the sounds of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. James, the man she had spent six years loving, was in bed with her best friend. Chloe. Together. The scene was like something out of a twisted nightmare, one she couldn't wake up from. The silk sheets tangled around their bodies, Chloe’s hair spilling across the pillows, James’s bare torso exposed as he turned toward her, an unreadable expression o

“You can’t control people into loving you.” That was when I hung up. Because I couldn’t bear the truth in his voice. The rain started a few minutes later, soft at first, then heavier. I poured another glass of wine, watching droplets slide down the balcony glass like tiny falling stars. He’d chosen her. I could feel it in the way he said her name, hesitant, protective, aching. Scarlett was twenty-two. Reckless. Stubborn. And beautiful in the same dangerous way I had once been. She didn’t know how easily beauty became a weapon and how love could turn into chains.

And then I walked towards the young lady who was reading a book. She was so immobile, that even when I took the book from her, she did not make any response or reaction. I hold the book closer to my face, while looking intently at the book my head starts to ache. I turned the pages of the book, and on the last page, there is a hand writing, it says: Please take care of this book. Love, Irina.

I just nodded, clueless of what she’s talking about. “Well, then that goddess is here in front of you.” Then a huge amount of water covered her. Wait, what?! End of Chapter 3

Would he and Alfred have gone along with it like they did with Vanessa? She couldn’t believe such thoughts were flitting through her mind. She blamed it on her nervousness about making the shift into shadow land. She’d longed for this day, but now that it was here, she was frightened. Or, at least she thought she was frightened. It was difficult to think about anything or feel anything except the lust that was surging through every inch of her body. She placed her hands over Alfred’s hands and guided him in kneading and teasing her breasts while she slid further down the chair, stretching her legs out as straight as they’d go while she shuddered with the delight he was bringing her.

There's no saying what could happen at any moment. And she was right... _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE ~