Untouchable Summary Novels & Stories

But it didn’t feel like nothing. The words wrapped around me, heavy with a promise I didn’t know if I could trust. Untouchable. I didn’t know what that meant. I didn’t know what he meant.

A sense of respect in their eyes, business tycoons, politicians, and powerful people hung on her every word. Damon's jaw clenched. Her capacity to simultaneously make others feel little and significant had caused him to witness it all before. But now, it was unique. He had no question she was untouchable. He wasn't only observing her achievement; he was experiencing it. And dang it, it hurt. Mr. Blackwood, you look preoccupied. Jaxon's voice pierced his musings. Though the words hardly registered, Damon turned to face his old friend. He was still looking at Lillian.

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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.

I snatched the crystal. Spirit-walker. My stomach tightened. “You made such a scene yesterday,” he wrote, “and yet not a single whisper in today’s news. Interesting.” My breath stilled. Impossible. I opened every news portal, every gossip feed, every city bulletin. Nothing. No mention of me revealing myself as Sundar. No mention of the Sauders’ family’s crimes. No mention of Lycus’s public betrayal. Even the launch announcement was gone, replaced with a neat message from the Vane fortress account:

In their world, men devoted to one woman were rare enough, let alone one who had stayed untouched altogether. … Meanwhile, that very man, untouched for 30 years, sat in his study working with the same focus he brought to every high-stakes deal.

“I thought it should be fair.” I thought about this for a second before taking a small breath. “It’s not just about haphephobia… I also have depression and anxiety,” I tell him. “I think the touch is what triggers it and it makes me panic. I’m sure when you looked it up you read that this could be caused by a traumatized past.” Luis glanced over at me. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” He said as we watch the varsity now warming up before the game starts. “I did read that, but I was never going to bug you about the details.”

I had even found a man who put his family responsibilities first to be charming. Thinking back on it now, it was utterly laughable. He was just selectively busy. His specific brand of tenderness was reserved for a specific person. And that person was not me. I smiled bitterly and calmly closed my phone. For the unloved, even falling ill is an inconvenience to be borne alone. For five straight days, Kieran didn't come home. The estate was silent. So quiet I could hear a pin drop. I began to quietly pack my things, sorting non-essential items into boxes.

They were doing everything feasible to deter any catastrophe but deep down everyone knew they were standing on the stake of death. Uncle Zale will declare openly tomorrow that he has two stones in his possession. This alone can bring chaos but everyone knows uncle Zale would never do such a thing. Just she feels like she is skipping out on something. Half of the masters in the Sect also passed her looks...saying Evandros would demolish the Sect due to his personal beef with Megara. Of course, no disciple dare even gaze at her but she knew even they were cursing her behind her back. Things are so messed up in her life...she was forced to come to this conclusion.

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."