Novel & Cerita Untouchable

Damien Vale—stone-hearted billionaire, man who claimed he couldn’t feel—had just admitted the unthinkable. And that made him more dangerous than ever.

"... you asked me like you don't have the answer already? Well, because you're, unfortunately, one of the 1% that own the world____the untouchables " Brent squeezed his face in a frown and opened the door to walk out without looking back he muttered a nonchalant "Goodbye" to Whitney and shut the door with a bang, leaving a disoriented Whitney wondering what a confused personality he had.

"First, we build the nursery. I have a feeling the next generation of the Vale is going to be very busy." The sun finally broke over the highest peak, bathing the entire valley in a brilliant, golden light. The Untouchable Omega was no longer a secret. She was the sun around which a new world was beginning to turn.

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.

“We shall wrestle for it. The winner will lead the fight against the elf. The loser will bend his knee and follow orders. Agreed?” “No, not agreed.” I was tired of having to deal with so many pointless distractions, and Jenny being pissed off was trying my patience. “What did she mean by ‘untouchable’, do you think?” I asked, hoping to move past the awkwardness. “I don’t know,” said Jenny. “Maybe it means you’re dead inside and can’t have honest feelings for other people unless it involves sex with a dwarf.” Kind of specific. Untouchable certainly didn’t refer to my emotions. I might not have been the most emotional person, but

Or untouchable. He’s just a man learning slowly, imperfectly, how not to hide behind control. And for once, that feels like progress.

he observed. “I’m not.” “You are.” He lifted his hand, pressing it lightly against her spine. She had not realized her body had begun to tremble until his touch steadied her. “It’s not fear,” she said. “I know.” She swallowed. “Then what is it?” He did not answer immediately. Instead, he lowered his forehead until it brushed hers, the contact deliberate and intimate. “It’s the moment before impact,” he said quietly. Her breath caught. “Impact with what?”

I asked politely. "Ohh..that's why you are not 'interested'.. I don't understand why you still care for that man this much..I mean we all know how he is...You,Maa and Bebe (A/n : Bebe is Damini..) support that man always....it's so irritating." Sweta said rolling her eyes and with utter disgust. That's it.

I wrote only four lines. I‍ paid‍ my‍ de‍bt in full five years ago, on the side of​ a roa⁠d you​ don't ev⁠en reme‍mber the name of. Co⁠nside⁠r‍ yours forgiv‍e‍n. Don't lo‌o‍k for me, Ju​lian.‌ For‌ once in your life, let so⁠mething go​ without t‌rying to own it.

“Please don’t blame Vance. He hasn’t slept properly for days because he was preparing your birthday surprise tonight.” Catherine wiped at her tears and continued in a small, broken voice. “Vance is difficult to read sometimes, but he’s actually very simple once you understand him. He responds to softness, not pressure. He hates it when people touch what belongs to him, especially things he likes—” She stopped, as if realising the wording might be inappropriate, then corrected herself with a fragile smile.