Touch Stories

ivanna montereal-a skater, smoke addict, and a little pessimistic, locks eyes with sophia laforteza-leader of katseye, closeted bisexual, and pretty much will cuss you out for looking at her wrong-and then claim she doesnt cuss. what will happen if ivanna and sophia keep ending up in the same place? what will happen if sophia cant accept her feelings? and what will happen if sophia cant stop saying "its nothing against you." WLW/GL sophia laforteza x girl!oc I DONT OWN KATSEYE OR FACE CLAIMS ONLY 'IVANNA MONTEREAL'

He executed her once. Now Elara has returned three years before her death - forced back into the empire that betrayed her, and engaged once again to the emperor who signed her execution. This time, she swears: Never trust Kael Varethis. Never fall for him again. But the man who once watched her die is no longer the same. Kael remembers. The ruthless emperor now shadows her every step, destroys anyone who threatens her, and looks at her like losing her once already ruined him. Elara came back to survive. She didn't expect an emperor obsessed with keeping her alive. But in a palace filled with secrets, prophecy, and bloodstained fate... the most dangerous thing she can do is love the man who killed her.

just poems and proses by xysaoirse

She is Fire. He is Ice. When they collide, things are bound to get steamy. Juno Emberson has spent a year burning from the inside out. With a fire she can't control and a body she can't touch, she has exactly zero patience for Zayn Varma-the infuriatingly composed cryokinetic assigned as her mandatory anchor. He's calm where she's chaos. Cold where she's molten. And he flirts with her like he has all the time in the world, while making absolutely no move to follow through. She hates him. Obviously. Zayn Varma has spent years hiding behind a wall of perfect control. Ice doesn't lie, doesn't slip, and doesn't hurt anyone-as long as he never lets himself feel too much. But Juno is a problem he can't freeze out. She runs hotter every time he gets close, and his composure has never cracked this fast for anyone. Their powers shouldn't work together. Fire and ice are supposed to cancel each other out. But when these two collide, they don't cancel-they combust. Getting close could kill them both. Not getting close might be worse. Freezing Heat is a high-heat paranormal academy romance featuring a touch-starved pyrokinetic, a man whose control is finally, catastrophically cracking, and enough steam to level a building. Intended for mature audiences (18+) due to explicit content. Standalone F/M romance with a Happy For Now ending.

The Contract He noticed she was afraid of the wrong thing. She noticed he smelled like vanilla. Evelyn "Ivy" Wellington doesn't do elevators. Sebastian Blackwood doesn't do love. When they get trapped together at a literary gala, he makes her an offer: pretend to be his fiancée for one night. In return, he'll give her anything she wants. She wants a home. He wants someone who sees him - not his money. It was supposed to be fake. But the heart doesn't read contracts.

A forgotten locket. A whisper only she can hear. Some secrets were never meant to be found... Darla never expected an ordinary day at the old bookstore to change her life forever. Between dusty, forgotten books, her fingers brush against a delicate silver locket - glowing softly, humming with a life of its own. And then, she hears it... a whisper calling her name. The locket holds mysteries older than time, secrets that awaken curiosity, danger, and wonder all at once. Every whisper has a story. Every choice has a consequence. Will Darla unlock the truth... before the locket's secrets consume her? Step into a world where magic lingers in the shadows, and the smallest discovery can alter everything.

I knew you were dangerous since the day we met, but, although I knew that, my feelings for you started to grow. Here lies a few poems I wrote for you.

My dearest readers, I am giving you a glimpse of a Work In Progress that I'm planning to publish to Wattpad as as it's finished. Please enjoy this spicy excerpt! 🔥

Fifteen-year-old Ava goes for her annual vaccination as usual. But after the injection, strange things start to happen...

|Winning series | |Editing| WILL BE REWRITING SOON! Liam Attington A ruthless mafia boss who doesn't play the rules, he makes them. He doesn't believe in love because he is the biggest playboy in Italy. He could have whatever he wants, except for Mena Stewart. She won't let him touch her, look at her; let alone control her. Mena Stewart A regular Italian woman living her life normally until she realized her life is being threatened with no apparent reason. She was in the middle of a cross fire between mafia families. Liam wanted to protect her from the threat. He welcomed her into his home and open access for her to be safe. Mena wasn't going to move into the mafia's home without some rules. She will not allow him to consume her because she knows he's no good. As she continues to live with the ruthless boss as the harden wall comes down. She sees a different person from what he's being perceived as. August 2020 - January 2021

Stiles Stilinski x Harmony Walker Teen Wolf It was dark out as I ran through the forest during the night. My breath was heavy and unsteady, growing worse with every step I took. I couldn't keep running forever, but I could still hear someone behind me. "Come on, Harmony!" A semi-distorted voice said from behind me. I ran faster, my legs moving quicker than usual. My right arm was clutching my lower stomach, where the person had attacked me. I didn't know what or who it was. All I could see was that it was man. A man with large red eyes. Passing trees, I glanced behind my shoulder to see if I had lost him. The red eyes were still in my sight, and a figure was jogging slowly towards me. How was he so fast? I saw an exit from the forest and sprinted towards it. I dashed out onto the street that was filled with street lamps, I stopped to a halt and tried to catch my breath. "You can't run or hide forever. I'll be back eventually." A low voice said from back inside the forest. After a few crunching sounds, I assumed the crazy guy was gone. I lifted up my white shirt to reveal a large bite mark, too big to be normal. This guy had bitten me? I winced as I glazed my finger over the top of the wound. It looked awful, with teeth marks, blood, and everything. Lesson learned. Never. Walk. Alone.

Ray Jefferson is transferred to a new High School in the middle of a school year. Nobody knows who he is, where he is from or why he is always looking over his shoulder. His mysterious past is slowly starting to affect his present. Is he the one who should be scared or the one others should fear?

Sherlock is tough starved, just craving for the smallest touch from John. It eats at him for a while, until...

Those eyes. Those unforgettable eyes. There unmistakable. They hold me tight with a warm embrace that withe the coldest icy heart that the world will ever know...There like an abyss of aquamarine that will replenish my life with every humans wishes...Acceptance...Love...And an unforgettable harmony of Peace...

"He was feared by the world. But he feared breaking her" Azael Raheem Khan is a name whispered in terror. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. The underground king of Karachi, he deals in power, shadows, and blood. He destroys everything he touches... Until he meets her. Noor Zahra is light in human form-kind, soft-spoken, and untouched by the darkness that devoured his world. She's an orphan with a painful past, yet still finds beauty in broken things. Including him. She doesn't know he's been watching her. She doesn't know he once planned to use her as bait in his deadly game of revenge. She doesn't know she's the only person he cannot destroy. What starts as an obsession turns into a need he cannot escape. But Noor is innocence. And he... is the monster hiding behind every locked door. Can love bloom between darkness and light? Or will he ruin the only thing pure that ever loved him?

A blind girl who can paint and draw. Blind since childhood, Mira lives quietly between the silence of school hallways, the comfort of paint-stained fingers, and a world that always seems to move too fast for her. She keeps people at a distance. It's easier that way.

Putting down my guard to let someone in.

Mysterious events started to happen when Lithuania wrongly sent a message to America's phone that was meant for Poland. But it wasn't America who replied. CRACK FIC. Disclaimer: nOpE, i aInT oWnInG sMtH nAmEd hEtAlIA-- Disclaimer 2: nope, it seemed i dont own uno as well Disclaimer 3: the best award this story have gotten is getting #30 on the Useless category. Note: I'm not lying if I say I'm not proud on getting #30 on Useless.

When her glass tears shatter, their blood will fall thick. The uprising is coming, and they will be ready for it. When her eighteenth birthday came around, Annabelle felt different. Stronger, faster . . . better. Her father had beaten her, touched her, since she was small. Just because it was her birthday, didn’t mean today would be different. But it was. He killed her with a butcher’s knife. But Anna got back up, without a single scratch. See, Annabelle, wasn’t just Annabelle; she was Annabelle Fury Hamilton, daughter of the first fallen angel. She was the first and most powerful nephilim. And when the Hidden World finds her, the uprising begins.

"Yeah, she's smiling, but don't let that fool you. Look into her eyes. She's dying inside." Hetalia Axis Powers - Bullies!BTT X Suicidal!Reader Hetalia - Hidekaz Himaruya Plot - Me You - Mother Russia (Yourself) Song (If They Knew) - Joel Faviere Cover - hikari dragonslayer (That's on DeviantArt. Go check him/her out so I don't get in trouble.) Warning! Potentially triggering content, such as suicide, mentions of self harm, and bullying. World Academy's infamous Bad Touch Trio have been bullying little Reader-chan ever since she first arrived, unaware of her dark backstory, and clinical depression. Then one fateful day, Reader-chan kills herself, she hangs herself in the school's gymnasium. Her shocking revelation of depression brings up the skeletons the French, Spanish, and Prussian men hid in their closets. Characters used: France (Francis), Prussia (Gilbert), Spain (Antonio), Romano (Lovino), Canada (Matthew), Germany (Ludwig) There are lots of people reading this story who are in serious need of hugs. Virtual, physical, or otherwise. If you have any hugs to spare, please bring them. We need them.