Touchstarved Stories

Grace was hired to keep the Winter Soldier stable. Instead, she's waking him up. ​ After secretly swapping his chemical sedatives for real medicine, Grace has turned a mindless weapon into a dangerously aware predator. When a mission spirals into chaos, the "Asset" glitches, choosing to protect his nurse instead of his objectives. ​On the run in the frozen wilderness, Grace realizes her mistake: she woke up the Soldier, and now he's the only thing keeping her alive.

I just wanted to say that These pictures in the Cover are not mine!!! I have them from pinterest!!! The couple daisugaiwaoi wanted always to adopt a baby. But at the end it was a soon to be teenager girl who was adoped by them. A silent but friendly girl named Alissa with a terrifying and disturbing backstory who is able to learn what being loved truly meant. After a while in her new school she befriendet a person that has secretly feelings for her. She didn't know how it felt to be in love with another person or even knew what a relationship is. In this fanfic will you able to read the developement of Alissa and the relationship with her and her new live far from her old one. I hope you have fun when you read this!😄

"You smile too much. It's annoying." - Lee Minho Han Jisung is sunshine on legs... loud, clingy, and annoyingly good at basketball. Lee Minho is ice cold, says almost nothing, and plays like he has something to prove. They're rivals from different colleges, forced to face each other on the court again and again. Jisung wants to crack Minho open. Minho wants Jisung to shut up. Neither gets what they want. Instead, they get late-night texts, stolen glances, and a rivalry that feels less like hate every single day. Or: the basketball AU where the yapper meets the stoic and neither survives.

You come to Teyvat to find your cousins, but find much more.

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 😁

Two names. Two legacies. One rule: Stay away from each other. Adrian Lancaster is cold, calculated, and crafted for power-heir to a billion-dollar banking empire with a heart buried under expectation and polish. Colton Devereux is chaos in designer shoes-Hollywood royalty with too many headlines, too much charm, and nothing to lose. Their families have been enemies for generations. Their lives are built on silence, control, and keeping up appearances. But when fate traps them under the same gilded roof, their world of velvet luxury and vice-ridden lies starts to unravel. What begins with glances turns to words. What should've stayed hatred starts to burn. And in a world where reputation is everything, falling for the wrong boy could cost them everything.

Nothing could have prepared you for this. Waking up in outer space with no memory might be terrifying, but not as terrifying as waking up in outer space with no memory all by YOURSELF. That is... until you find out there's someone else stuck here with you. And that someone happens to be Ryland Grace, a 6th-grade science teacher. What are the odds? Sounds like a real Project Hell Mary.

Just a bunch of crappy one-shots, written by a touch-starved teenager. :P

The world didn't break. It changed. Josie Winter is starting to notice. Micah Stiles is trying to stop her.

Kaminari decides that it would be a great idea to form a group chat consisting of only omegas. Only good things will come from this I'm sure.

Quackity nestled into Wilbur's lap, as he felt strong, comforting arms wrap around his chest tightly and a chin rests on his shoulder. He felt entirely safe, comforted by the large man wrapping his arms around him. "I love you." A deep, husky, British voice finally speaks. "I love you too."

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

Ten young adults got trapped in a comfortable hell with no pain and no escape, what could go right? or an attempt at serving romantic (?), angsty multi-pov, omegaverse, kidnapped fic in the middle of the pandemic no one asked for. Brought to you by my hyperfixation and boredom in the middle of a pandemic. pan·a·cea n. a remedy for all ills or difficulties New chapters every week, 4k words per chapter, enjoy

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.

A short sad love poem

"You may leave," he whispered. "But if you stay-I will teach you what surrender really means." When desperate and fiercely protective Nerina Vale signs a mysterious contract to save her sister, she doesn't expect to become the personal companion of Cassian Vale-a dangerously seductive billionaire bound by ancient vows and darker secrets. But Cassian doesn't want her body. He wants her control. In a mansion filled with rules, rituals, and forbidden rooms, Nerina is drawn into a twisted power play that blurs the line between consent and craving. What starts as a deal becomes a dangerously addictive bond-one that neither of them may survive. Dark. Erotic. Addictive. If you crave slow-burn dominance, emotional obsession, and touch-starved tension-welcome to The Vow That Binds. #DarkRomance #Billionaire #FantasyRealism #PossessiveMMC #SlowBurn #Spicy #PowerPlay #TouchStarved

What if letters were not enough? Not notes, texts, calls, chats, games or glances. A cold hearted girl, and an iceier guy trapped in a mental box together If you're into obsession and conflictiom, read this.

Tony goes found Clay's house for dinner after being invited by his parents.

Agent 47 and Diana Burnwood meet in a bar for a handoff. It's his birthday, and improvisation is part of the craft.