Untouchable Series Novels & Stories

I tried to yank my arm away, but I couldn't move an inch. The elder saw my struggle and his face twisted into a scowl. He told her to stop whatever nonsense she was doing. "Unhand the stone, girl! Do not disrespect the artifact with your games!" I couldn't respond. The heat was climbing up my arm, turning from a jolt into a searing flame that raced through my veins. The red light vanished in an instant, and suddenly, the next moment a bright royal blue light made everywhere light.

Absolutely riveting. He grabbed the robe blindly, fumbling it open. Getting her arms through the sleeves was an exercise in torture he had to guide her limbs, support her weight, all while maintaining his steadfast refusal to actually look at what he was doing. He worked by touch alone, hyper-aware of every point of contact, every accidental brush of skin on skin.

The cacophony of voices and camera flashes only added to the drama. Seraphina, Mace's niece, couldn't resist the allure of the moment. She pulled out her phone and began recording the spectacle. Her young, rebellious spirit found humor in the situation, and she couldn't resist adding her own snarky commentary, clearly targeted at her uncle. "Uncle Mace, this is some top-notch entertainment," Seraphina quipped as she captured the destruction of the Jeep on her phone. "You should consider charging admission for this show." The crowd of onlookers watched with a mix of shock and amusement, unsure of what to make of the fiery woman taking her anger out on a billionaire's car. It was a surreal and

❞ ‹ ——— ✧ 𖥸 ✧ ——— › ╔═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╗ ꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆ ( TRIGGER WARNINGS ) ╚═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╝ ☽ —— 「 Our love is untouchable 」

Liam Blackwood, the ruthless, untouchable billionaire who had tried to interfere with his family, manipulate Isla’s business, even corner Isla was tied to him by blood. “And there’s more,” Kian continued, swallowing hard. “Claire kept him hidden. Liam was sent away. He was raised by someone else, possibly to protect him or maybe to hide Claire’s scandal. That’s why he’s untouchable now; he has connections, wealth, and motives we didn’t understand. He’s been operating in the shadows, but he’s also your family. And he probably knows it , which is why he’s escalating because he maybe thinks that you got everything. His parents love to name while he was left alone.”

He wore only a white towel low at his waist, water still clinging to his broad shoulders and sliding slowly down the defined lines of his chest and abdomen before disappearing beneath the edge of the towel. His hair was wet, falling carelessly over his brow. Without the severe polish of a Bradford heir, the cold precision of him had been softened into something much more dangerous: raw, adult, and unmistakably male. Barefoot, he crossed the thick wool carpet without a sound. He lifted the duvet on the right side of the bed and lay down. This time, he did not turn toward the window and leave her with that untouchable back. Almost as soon as he settled, Vance turned toward her, bringing the he

"I told him to call back when he could give me his complete attention -- I needed your contact information and all that, you know, dear? -- and so, he stopped in the middle of the street to answer my questions. I could hear car horns blaring. I've dealt with my fair share of worried spouses, but I don't think I've ever been so happy to lose an argument. That husband of yours could charm the skirt off a nun." "Yes...I suppose so," Chrissie replied, and hurriedly thanked the woman for her help. She hung up the phone, wondering if she'd ever get to see this skirt-baring, charming side of Race. So far, he'd been sweet or assertive or cantankerous, but not charming. At least, not her definition o

“Someone will find me. You won’t get away with this.” Both their heads snapped to me, and then they laughed more, the sound cruel and sharp. “Aww, she speaks!” the guy by the door snorted. “Gold digger thinks she’s dangerous,” the smoker said. “How cute.” He said in a mocking high-pitched voice, wobbling his head side to side. “Ooh, I’m dating a celebrity. I’m untouchable.” My fists clenched. One of them walked up to me and squatted down near me, his eyes narrowed. “Let me guess, you thought because you and him went viral once on I*******m, you were untouchable now?”

With trembling fingers, I reached out and took the prototype from Sebastian. I unbuttoned my jeans, pushing the denim down my hips along with my cotton panties, exposing my bare, wet slit to the cool air of the living room. All three brothers stood around the sofa like dark statues, their heavy gazes locked onto my exposed lap. I brought the humming tip of the device to my hyper-sensitive clit. The moment the high-frequency vibrations touched my skin, a loud, embarrassing gasp tore out of my throat. My hips instinctively arched off the cushions.

"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.