Untouchable Themes Novels & Stories

Soon enough, he wouldn't have to deal with me at all. I went upstairs. After I showered, Edward slid into bed beside me. I lay on my side in the darkness, facing away from him, inching closer to the edge of the mattress to avoid his touch. Among wolves, touch was sacred—a way to strengthen the bond between mates. But our bond was a lie, and now it was shattering completely. He turned and pulled me forcefully into his arms. His anger barely contained as he dragged me from the edge of the bed and into his embrace.

Even older women were not spared, some look like they want to approach him but his icy expression chased them away the minute they drew close. I don't blame them though, Daniel is effortlessly charming. He looks like a magazine's super model with his olive skin tone, sharp jawline, full brows, and long eye lashes that I've always been jealous of. He has a piercing set of hunter eyes in a striking shade of turquoise that sometimes looked blue, a perfectly shaped lips combined with his goatee beard. Added with his constant icy expression, he's giving off a cold CEO vibe, which he actually is. I looked at my wrist watch and realised it is already 5:30 PM.

when James talked to her teachers, and the word fit us like the dress I made called Freedom, like it was always meant to be there even when we didn’t have the name for it yet, and every time she said it my chest got lighter because family isn’t blood, family is who stays when you’re hard to love. The “Untouchable” collection dropped and women sent videos of themselves wearing it to job interviews and court dates and first dates after divorce and saying “I feel like I can’t be broken in this,” and I watched every single one because that’s the payment I wanted, not money, not fame, but proof that my scars could become someone else’s shield.

“Maybe you shouldn’t get one.” “But you have tattoos…” I stated. “That’s beside the point. With piercings, they can come off if you don’t like them and you can just pretend it never happened,” Lucas said and we got in line to pay for the jacket. “No,” I shook my head again. “Don’t convince me.” "Take this as you are breaking out of your shell that you said you were in and renew yourself,” Lucas said and paused on the conversation as we reached the register. “What about your hair?”

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

the man on the other side of the line chuckled and the sound of fast keyboard typing was heard. "Another one, miss Mayfair? You sure are a hot topic every month," he said then asked for other details. This was not the first time Leath asked Juno to take down a website but why is she more agitated this time? Maybe because this time, her father personally contacted her and not one of his assistants. Taking down a website is one thing, she must do one thing so the rumors won't worsen. She needs to discipline her own professor.

Untouched by truth. Perfect.

"No one’s going to bite." Ana inhaled deeply and stepped forward, she could see past clusters of men in tailored suits, their gazes lingering as she walked by. She kept her chin up, reminding herself she was in control. And then she saw him. Throne Lancaster. A man who commanded the entire room without uttering a single word. A very wealthy man, everyone knew who he was, Throne Lancaster. She had only seen him on T.V shows, in different interviews on his company. Even she knew his name. CEO of Majesties, a billion-dollar luxury brand specializing in high-end footwear. Ruthless in business. Cold, calculating, and dangerously attractive.

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Whichever team wins here will claim victory. There was a noticeable increase in excitement in the air. The sky above us wasn’t as intense anymore, but it still felt hotter than usual, wrapping us in a thick layer of anticipation. “All four True Alphas,” Sir Thompson declared, stepping into the center of the stone square, “will now engage in a non-lethal battle of dominance.” “Remember,” Miss Loveson called from the edge, “this is just for fun. Do not break bones. We’ve just finished prelims, and I’d rather not patch any of you up.”