Untouchable Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ethan: You made a mistake choosing him. Her blood ran cold. Almost immediately, another message appeared. Dante: Did he contact you? She stared at the screen. So he really was watching. Celeste: Yes. Seconds later, her door chimed. Dante stood there, jacket gone, sleeves rolled up, eyes dark with something dangerous. “He doesn’t get to reach you anymore,” he said quietly. She hugged her arms around herself. “Then why does it feel like I just stepped into something worse?” He stepped closer not touching, but close enough that she felt his presence like heat.

Slowly walking like death fetching the soul of Nathalia lying peacefully at the end of the aisle. Nathalia's casket was glamorous. Made of pure gold, carved with pure silver angels around it. Covered with expensive flowers from distinguished guests. People came to confirm the death of a powerful woman. Many were afraid. Without Nathalia, the balance in the underground society will be disturbed. There will be anarchy. Two regents from powerful clans still control the council but their rule will be challenged by those silenced by the presence of Nathalia. The race will be littered with blood.

"Let’s keep our perspectives clear, short-tail. I am the Beta to an Alpha King—a man whose territory spans four provinces, whose word dissolves entire Councils, and whose army could flatten your borders before your morning coffee cools. You are a glorified assistant to a self-claimed 'Widow Queen' who fights in underground cages for pocket change and swallows enough chemical trash to poison a river." A sudden, suffocating silence dropped over the corridor as the air went entirely dead. Kira froze. Her face drained of color as her green eyes snapped to Tyson in sheer, unadulterated shock. Zane also went rigid. Chemical trash. The words hung in the air like a blade suspended over their necks.

I slowly pushed myself up onto my elbows, staring at the wall, deeply embarrassed by the collapse. ​"I... I..." I tried to speak, but the words refused to come. ​"Shh. Stay silent," Shrota murmured, unscrewing the lid of the glass jar. "You don't need to explain a single thing to me. We all have our breaking points. Besides, that arrogant Ronway boy is entirely blind to let go of our most outstanding girl. He's going to regret this until his dying breath, mark my words." ​"Pfft..." A small, broken smile tugged at the corner of my dry lips despite the agony radiating down my spine.

Sara was flabbergasted. Why was Elara's boyfriend so hot? His aura was on par with Dominic's, especially the way he looked at her with such cold eyes. It was as if they could see through her soul. The only person who had ever given her such feelings was Dominic. She was meeting this man for the first time, so why did she feel like she had known him for many years? Nathan took out a white handkerchief and wiped the place where Sara had touched him. His voice was cool as he spoke, "My girlfriend doesn't like it when others touch me, sorry."

So bad it made community theater look like Broadway. Who trusts a stranger they met three hours ago, anyway? And what kind of idiot thinks a stoic alpha type like Sebastian would fall for it? Back at the table, most guests were barely picking at their food. Except for Tang, who was shoveling eggs and toast like he hadn't eaten in a week. Last night, he had worked him like a one-man covert ops team: dismantling surveillance, cutting the power,capturing security staff and stringing them up like party decorations, creating distractions...

'd accidentally groped just hours ago.I don't mind, I managed, forcing a cheerfulness I definitely didn't feel. I tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear, my eyes darting to the door.But isn't it too much trouble? Actually, no trouble at all. He cut in brightly. I made butternut squash soup. I'll bring some down.My eyes widened in panic. No, that's for Alpha Adrian. I can't have his soup.Ethan let out a dramatic gasp as if I just insulted his culinary masterpiece. Easy solution. He can join you.Or, better yet, you can come up and eat together.What? No, I blurted, practically launching myself off the couch. My heart hammered against my ribs, desperate for an escape route.The thought of si

It is a guy and he has a mic on his shirt. “I have, but it is still not enough, sadly,” Spencer answers the host. “So tell me, how did you get the rare opportunity to be able to work with this man although you did not see him?” The host fires another question at Spencer and he smiles, showing that he is prepared to answer it. As I anticipate his answer, the TV goes blank and when I turn toward Henry, I realize that he is the one that turned the TV off. “Why did you do that for?” I ask him and he scoffs.

She whispered to him in a sing song, putting air quotes in the word girlfriend, i heard everything cause was seated beside her, Todd seemed thrown off for some second before getting himself back "Let's just focus on the game" Todd said and gave her a little mouth kiss before they faced the board "Drink if you have a tattoo" Was rolled and read out, Cole, Alex, Todd, Gwen, Claire and few other guys drank their shots "Everyone drink" Was rolled so we all took our shots "Never have i ever, hooked up in my parents room" A girl read out, two guys said they had "Ohhhh" we cheered and they both drank their shot

I'm smiling. Hector looked at me and waited for my name to be said. “ Hanalia Faye Beltran Evan's” is my second untouchable handcuff. FIN