Touchstarved Stories

Evelyn Hart loses her corporate job overnight when her company is acquired-and her department erased like it never existed. With rent due, savings shrinking, and LA swallowing her whole, she applies to a too-perfect listing in the middle of the night: Estate Caretaker - live-in. Discretion required. Excellent compensation. She gets the contract in thirty seconds. No interview. No company name. She signs anyway. A plane ticket arrives minutes later. Eldermoor House waits for her outside Edinburgh-an ancient mansion with modern amenities, a forest that refuses to stay silent, and a black lake called Loch Glass that reflects things that shouldn't be there. Evie tells herself she doesn't believe in ghosts. She's just a modern witch-salt, wards, herbs, rituals. Nothing supernatural. But Eldermoor isn't interested in what she believes. The house has men in it. Three of them. All dead. And all of them want her.

❓ What happens when the woman who forgets everything wakes up to a man who remembers too much? A dark romance set in Italy. I wake up in a hospital in Italy, surrounded by strangers speaking a language I don't understand. Fifteen minutes later, a terrifyingly beautiful man walks in, looks at me like his world is ending-and calls me his fiancée. To me, he's a stranger. To him, I'm his entire world. He's everything she should fear. Possessive. Powerful. Dangerous. She's everything he's already lost. Soft. Familiar. His weakness. As fragments of her past refuse to surface, his devotion only grows heavier. He knows her habits, her silences, the way she used to love him-and watching her look at him like a stranger hurts more than losing her once ever did. Now trapped between forgotten memories and undeniable chemistry, she must decide whether to trust the man her heart responds to... even when her mind doesn't. ✨ Tropes You'll Love: ✔ Amnesia Romance ✔ He Fell First / He Fell Harder ✔ Touch-Starved, Devoted ML ✔ Dark, Possessive Love ✔ Stranger-to-Lovers (Again) 🔥 A forgotten love. A man who refuses to let go. She doesn't remember choosing him. But he's already chosen her-every lifetime, every version, every time.

"You don't get to look at me like that," Noah says quietly. Aiden lets out a breathy laugh. "Like what?" "Like I'm something you could keep." Silence stretches between them-heavy. "I never asked you to stay," Noah adds. Noah finally meets his eyes, expression unreadable. "No," he says. "You just made it impossible to leave." ******************************************************************* Two people. Slowly, learning how to exist in the same space without breaking. This is a story about longing looks, unspoken feelings, and loving someone in all the ways you're afraid to say out loud. A story where nothing happens- until it does. Read at your own risk. This is not an Enemies to Lovers trope if that's what you're looking for!!

In a world where Espers fight monsters and Guides keep them sane, Lee Min-jun has a secret. She's the only Guide left alive-and nobody knows. For seventeen years, she's hidden her S-rank abilities, working a quiet desk job at the Hunter Association while Espers slowly go mad from contamination. It's safer this way. Safer to stay invisible than to become the Association's puppet. But when Ethan Cross arrives-an arrogant American S-rank on the verge of going rogue-her carefully constructed life begins to crumble. One accidental touch. One moment of weakness. And now he knows something's different about her. As his contamination spirals and her secret threatens to unravel, Min-jun faces an impossible choice: reveal herself and lose her freedom, or watch the world burn. Some secrets are worth dying for. Some people are worth the risk.

❝𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚!❞ ━━━━ 𝗧𝗢𝗞𝗬𝗢 cleans its streets after Devils tear them apart. Someone has to shovel what's left. Before becoming a Devil Hunter, (Y/N) was a disposal worker-one of the invisible people sent in after the screaming stops. He scraped blood from pavement, bagged body parts that no one bothered to name, and learned how hunger feels when it never leaves. Poor, malnourished, ignored by the world, he survived on scraps and silence. Until one night, deep in an abandoned sewer flooded with rot and sludge, he found something Public Safety missed. A dying Devil. Starving. Writhing. The Tapeworm Devil didn't promise power, glory, or justice. It promised survival. And hunger answered hunger. Now, a zipper-like seam splits his chest-organic, wrong, alive. When he pulls the tab, he doesn't transform... He opens the cage. Black tendrils coil around his body. A living suit of muscle and teeth wraps him whole. Hunger becomes a weapon. Greed becomes strength. And the line between Devil and human blurs with every bite he takes to stay standing. Living with Aki Hayakawa, surrounded by Devil Hunters who are just as broken as the monsters they fight, (Y/N) learns that Devils aren't the only predators in Tokyo. Control wears a smile. Affection hides knives. And some beings don't want to kill him- They want to own him. Sarcastic, quiet, perpetually starving, and dangerously honest, (Y/N) doesn't care about power, fear, or manipulation. Unless you're offering food. Unless you touch what's his. This is a story about hunger that never ends. About love that looks like obsession. About what crawls out when the world leaves you empty. And about a boy who learned too late- Some appetites can never be satisfied.

This is a pureshadow story, I see the deciet trio as a family so...yeah! And whenever I read pureshadow/puremilk/shadowvanilla where shadow milk like moves in with pv i always wonder what happen to candy apple cookie and black sapphire, so...yeah, first few chapters are gonna be mama shadow milk 😁

"They outlawed sleep in 2531. In 2576, I started dreaming." In New Albion, sleep is a crime. Dreams are a breach. And something is watching. After the Third World War, a nuclear aftermath reshaped humanity - not by fire, but by DNA. Gamma radiation awakened something buried in the human mind: a quantum resonance that pulses only in REM sleep. Now, the government issues Vigil, a mandatory stimulant that strips away dreams. Officially, it's for productivity. Unofficially? It's a firewall. Because dreams open doors. Kay, a Class D engineering student, skips her dose. Just once. And something wakes up inside her. Or through her. Now she sees too much. Hears whispers no one else can. And when a mysterious outsider named Tom appears, with secrets carved into his memory and a redacted past, everything begins to unravel. Even Sun, her closest friend, is starting to wonder: Is Kay still human? Or is she becoming something else? Welcome to New Albion. Do not fall asleep. They will find you. *Updated regularly, 3 times a week*

"I don't do sunshine, Persephone. I don't do vibes. And I certainly do not do pink ribbons." Hades, the King of the Underworld, is a man of simple tastes: silence, shadows, and a perfectly color-coded filing system. He's spent three thousand years building a sanctuary of cold, organized grey-until a girl in a sunflower-yellow dress crashes through his ceiling and ruins his life. Persephone isn't just a lost goddess; she's a walking biohazard of aggressive cheerfulness and forbidden light. But when the world above turns to ice, she offers the King of Shadows a deal he can't refuse: sanctuary in exchange for fixing the one thing he can't control-his own kingdom. In the deep dark, a dangerous game of logic and longing begins. Hades is determined to keep his distance, and Persephone is determined to find the man beneath the myth. But as a professional partnership turns into something far more volatile, they both realize that the ancient laws of the Underworld aren't the only things about to break. The King is cold. The Spring is sharp. And the dark is about to get a lot brighter.

In a world where power and bloodlines shape fate, Trianna ,the exiled daughter of a proud Alpha , is cast out of her pack under mysterious circumstances. Her banishment leads her straight into the path of Xander, a brooding, ageless hybrid with secrets older than the werewolf clans themselves. Haunted by a betrayal centuries ago and burdened with a dangerous gift called Starlight Vision, Xander senses that Trianna is the key to a prophecy that could either destroy him or grant him unimaginable power. But Trianna has secrets of her own - a twin sister whose envy runs deeper than blood, and a past that's been manipulated by unseen forces. As forbidden bonds form and old enemies stir, their connection becomes more than a collision of fate - it becomes a threat to empires, and a temptation neither of them can afford.

(COMPLETED) (crossposted from AO3) Tommyinnit doesn't know what touchstarved means, but he knows for sure thats not what he is. Spoilers, that's exactly what he is. - Tommy-Benchtrio-centric :)

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Diana Burnwood and Agent 47 meet on a train between two missions. They're both exhausted, so Diana decides to take care of him.

It's a story between a girl with the perfect life and a boy who's emotionally damaged. This is their way of loving the damaged.

Every city has its secrets. Seoul's run through neon-lit nights and fleeting silence-where a doctor learns how to feel, and a woman learns how to be seen. Eun-sae Do prefers the background. As a night radio script assistant, she pens words for strangers but guards her own heart. Her late commute on Bus 273 is her ritual-quiet, predictable-until an off-duty doctor begins to appear: always in scrubs, always tired, always watching with a kind of patience that disarms her. Koo Jae-hwan doesn't believe in fate-but he believes in patterns. And something about her-her silences, her spark, the way she never looks away-keeps him coming back. What begins as glances across a bus aisle turns into something neither of them expected. Through nights blurred with exhaustion and hope, through missed connections and quiet confessions, they move from strangers to something much more. From convenience store laughter to whispered honesty behind closed hospital doors, Bus 273 is a slow-burn romance built on the in-between moments-where timing is everything, and love arrives exactly when it's needed. A story of longing, transformation, and tenderness that lingers-because sometimes, the ride changes everything. #TheBusRunsAllNight, #SoDoTheirHearts.

Feelings are complicated. Or atleast they are now. Charlotte thought that she had everything managed just fine. When it came to her career, home, and life everything seemed to spiral in and out of a daily routine. Nithing was changed and she preferred it that way. That was until she came home one day to find her husband with another woman on her couch. Her whole life- shattered, changed in an instant. After six months of fighting had her drained and tired and If it weren't having to deal with those feelings. she also has to deal with the new neighbor across the street and his grumpy mannerisms and the way he challenged her intelligence from the moment they met just because her dog got loose one time and had to be returned. It didn't help that his brown eyes seemed to follow her every time she stepped foot out of the house. Or the fact that even though she was supposed to be broken hearted over her divorce suddenly something in her wanted to challenge this man, something in her enjoyed riling him up and gave her a sense of purpose. Was it simply because she liked having someone around to push all her anger off on or was it for another reason?

Akutagawa and Atsushi are in a big battle of some variety. The have to stop at an Agency safe and stay there until they can get picked up but both are severely injured. Akutagawa doesn't bother to tell Atsushi about the bullet wounds because he assumes he can handle it. COVER ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME CREDIT TO KAFKA ASAGIRI

um hi this is a thing i'm doing to tell someone about my feelings and how my days go bc i hate my mom and my family sucks and my friends are at a 0 rn so ya enjoy love bug ily

Seorin was born to imprison a god. But the god has a voice. A body. And now... he wants her. Bound by blood and cursed by fate, she was meant to serve. He was meant to sleep. But when desire awakens power, and obsession turns divine - who cages who???

Sebastian Sallow knows exactly what's expected of him. He also knows he's failing. Caught between desire he doesn't understand and a world that has already decided what's "right," Sebastian turns that fear inward - until even touch feels dangerous. A story about shame, denial, and the fragile hope that maybe the problem was never who he is - but what he was taught to be.