Touchstarved Stories

𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸-𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘸. Calla has always known she wasn't wanted. Not by her parents. Not by her seven siblings. Not even by the servants who barely acknowledge her. She's used to being ignored, used to being unloved-and used to quietly loving someone who doesn't love her back: her brother's best friend, Kieran Holt. But when he snaps at her in a moment of carelessness, something inside her breaks. Calla begins to fade-stops reaching out, stops speaking, stops trying. And when her body finally gives out from an illness no one even knew she had, her family is forced to face the truth: the sister they all overlooked was slowly disappearing right in front of them. Kieran is the first to realize just how badly he hurt her. And he's determined to earn her trust, her forgiveness... and her heart. Because now that he sees her for who she really is-soft, strong, worthy-he'll never look away again. A heart-shattering, slow-burn brother's best friend romance about trauma, healing, and being loved out loud for the very first time.

❓ 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!!

"I was supposed to marry a monster- but a colder one came first." Forced into an arranged marriage with a mafia heir, Y/N's fate was sealed... until a stranger in black interrupted the ceremony. He didn't come for her. He came for the ruby around her neck- a relic of a forgotten love, and a promise passed down through blood. But when the stone chooses her, and his hand fits too perfectly into hers... She's no longer a bride. She's a target. A legacy. And his. ________________________________________________ #1 assassinromace 8/7/24 #1 touchstarved 8/7/24 ________________________________________________ ❗️Disclaimer: I do not own Illumi Zoldyck or any characters from Hunter x Hunter. All rights to the original characters, world, and lore belong to Yoshihiro Togashi. This is a non-profit fanfiction created purely for entertainment and love for the series. Only the original plot, narration, and reader-insert elements (Y/N) belong to me.

"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*

A month after he came back, John has almost forgiven Sherlock. So, he decides to visit the detective, but something seems different about him.

Set between 13x17 ("The Thing") and 13x18 ("Bring 'Em Back Alive"), this story offers a glimpse of Sam's attempts to get through to Gabriel after his rescue from Asmodeus. Contains an abundance of hurt/comfort, because I can never resist reading that genre myself.

This oneshot was a request for NaegamI! Byakuya Togami doesn't need friends, nor acquaintances, or anything in between. There's no time to waste on minuscule, useless things like that. So when Makoto seems driven to insert himself in his life, it causes a whirlwind of confusion and annoyance.

Captain Salazar's pride was his downfall. Driven by ego in life, and now revenge in death, he and the crew of the Silent Mary are now muertos vivientes, living dead, coursing with hatred for the Sparrow and the quest for retribution. Now confined in the infamous Devil's Triangle, Salazar and his officers await the day Jack Sparrow betrays the bewitched compass and sets them free so they can once again terrorize the sea, in search of pirate blood. However, as the crew aboard the Silent Mary resign to their doomed existence, they encounter someone, or something, within the triangle. The officers inform Salazar of glimpses of a masked specter, and mysterious whispers of songs that seem like a chorus of souls intoning in unison. What fate lies in store when the ill-fated crew and their Capitán come face to face with another inhabitant of this Hell on Earth? (Cover is not mine) Crossposted from AO3

**Enemies-to-Lovers | Forced Bond | Dual POV | Slow Burn with Fast Consequences** --- The bond was the trap. Love will be the kill. Cassian and Reena are shackled together by a forced mate bond, ritual, not fate, and they're both bleeding from it. He's an Alpha who controls everything except the way his wolf whines for her like something starved. She's a Luna by decree who'd rather face silver than face what he makes her feel. They're poison in each other's veins, predator and prey trading places every night, and they can't stop drinking. He'd rather bleed out than admit he needs her. She'd rather burn alive than let him know she's breaking. Between vicious arguments and the kind of tension that feels like teeth at your throat, something shifts. Hate is an exhausting performance when you're breathing the same air, when her scent is on your sheets, when her heartbeat syncs to yours in the dark. Resentment twists into obsession. Hostility bleeds into hunger. And the person you swore to keep at arm's length becomes the only one who sees the beast beneath your skin and doesn't flinch. They weren't supposed to want each other's ruin. They weren't supposed to want each other at all. But wolves mate for life, even when the bond is man-made. Even when love feels like drowning. When the connection they tried to deny becomes the only thing that feels real, they'll either destroy each other or discover that some bonds are stronger than fate. The pack believes in fated mates blessed by the Moon. Cassian and Reena are building something the Moon never planned for. Something forged in fury. Something that might just be stronger because of it. --- One forced bond. Two feral hearts. Two wolves who were never meant to run together, learning to hunt as one. --- For readers who want their werewolves feral, their romance earned through blood and fire, and their happy endings hard-won.

In a world carved by blood, betrayal, and vengeance, Elias is a man forged in the fire of war-cold, calculated, and feared. Aveline is the woman who was never meant to survive it, let alone challenge him. Bound by a common enemy and a past that refuses to die, their alliance begins as a dangerous necessity and transforms into an all-consuming passion. As they fight to reclaim power, justice, and their fractured selves, love becomes both their greatest weapon and most terrifying vulnerability. In a war where loyalty is lethal and trust is a gamble, Elias and Aveline must decide what they're willing to sacrifice: their vengeance or each other.

Liora Winslow arrives with a camera and an instinct for noticing what lingers at the edge of the frame. Her attention draws her toward a man who exists too quietly, and toward a school that protects its secrets with care. St. Morwen was never meant to be documented. It was meant to be witnessed. Some things do not survive proof.

*This isn't a love story. It's a mystery wearing a heartbeat.* I don't know where I am. I don't know who he is. All I know is-he watches. He never speaks more than a few words. And every locked door leads to more questions. He says I'm in danger. He says he's the only one keeping me safe. But I wasn't in danger until he showed up. Was I? He never touches me. Until he does. And it feels like forgiveness. He took me like a villain. Touched me like a prayer. And I can't remember who I was before him. #1 in spicytension

A short sad love poem

Jack, abandoned by his own mother at age of 15...Being raised by his father was hard. He needed the embrace of a motherly love...Developing in a non-good mental state, Jack was sent to ''Corrhey's Mental Hospital'', to treat his motherly issues...Which were affecting mentally...He was sent with a psychologist named Hannan.....

One of my one-shot short stories... failed at being a SHORT story. This is a story with a very needy and touch starved Hawks. Meeting him and working with him constantly asking yourself what was i hired for? Art isn't mine, the artists did amazing though. don't own mha Yada Yada. #2 Hawksxreader 2021 (woop) #1 touchstarved 2021 #2 keigotakamixreader April 2021

Shadow Weaver is a prisoner of BrightMoon and it's only fair to say that Angella doesn't like her for many obvious reasons, but after a very umm... unexpected situation they try to become somewhat friends but how long can they both deny their feelings for each other and is Shadow Weaver truly capable of changing?

this is my life, lol.