That track title 'free at last untouchable now' sounds like it could be from some underground hip-hop artist or maybe even a niche indie project—I love stumbling across those hidden gems! I just checked Spotify, and while there are a few tracks with similar vibes (like 'Free at Last' by different artists), I couldn’t find that exact title. Sometimes, obscure tracks get uploaded under slightly different names or by smaller creators who haven’t optimized their metadata, so it’s worth playing around with search terms or even digging into playlists curated by fans of that style.
If you’re really set on finding it, I’d recommend checking SoundCloud or Bandcamp too—those platforms are goldmines for lesser-known music. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve found a track on one of those that wasn’t on Spotify. Alternatively, if you heard it in a show, game, or mix, Shazaming it might help! Either way, the hunt for music like this is half the fun. I still get hyped when I finally track down a song that’s been stuck in my head for weeks.
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Loneliness has consumed the mind of Jia Wang every hour for far too long. Broken promises and useless treatments have destroyed her hope that things will ever improve for her, but as the hours of her sad life tick down a stranger appears promising her a healthy life and love.
Will a trip to space cure her cancer and liberate her heart from it's prison of sadness?
He starts nibbling on my chest and starts pulling off my bra away from my chest. I couldn’t take it anymore, I push him away hard and scream loudly and fall off the couch and try to find my way towards the door. He laughs in a childlike manner and jumps on top of me and bites down on my shoulder blade. “Ahhh!! What are you doing! Get off me!!” I scream clawing on the wooden floor trying to get away from him.He sinks his teeth in me deeper and presses me down on the floor with all his body weight. Tears stream down my face while I groan in the excruciating pain that he is giving me. “Please I beg you, please stop.” I whisper closing my eyes slowly, stopping my struggle against him.He slowly lets me go and gets off me and sits in front of me. I close my eyes and feel his fingers dancing on my spine; he keeps running them back and forth humming a soft tune with his mouth. “What is your name pretty girl?” He slowly bounces his fingers on the soft skin of my thigh. “Isabelle.” I whisper softly.“I’m Daniel; I just wanted to play with you. Why would you hurt me, Isabelle?” He whispers my name coming closer to my ear.I could feel his hot breathe against my neck. A shiver runs down my spine when I feel him kiss my cheek and start to go down to my jaw while leaving small trails of wet kisses. “Please stop it; this is not playing, please.” I hold in my cries and try to push myself away from him.
My blood-bonded mate, Prince Dorian, despised me. I was just a mortal to him. A girl with filthy blood.
His eternity was already promised to a pureblood—Cordelia.
When she died in an accident, he blamed me. Hated me for ten years.
But when rival vampires attacked our castle, he saved me.
Bleeding out in my arms, he used his last breath to push my shaking hands away.
"Odette... if only the Bond had never tied us together."
At his wake, they kicked me out. So I climbed to the top of their family’s skyscraper—a place they arrogantly called "Heaven's Needle"—and jumped.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the night the ancient Blood Bond chose me as his mate.
This time, I'm setting him free. And myself along with him.
The next time I asked Evelyn Bennett for a divorce, she still had not fully come down from her climax.
Her hand was resting on the man's lean waist as she said, "Julian, do you think his V-lines are perfect? Especially when he's turned on and they move. It's completely irresistible."
After saying that, she waited for me to react the way I always had before. She expected another hysterical outburst.
But it was as if I had not heard a word. I simply flipped the divorce papers to the section on asset division. "Everything you've ever given me, I'll return. I'll leave on my own."
Evelyn paused for a moment, then spoke as if nothing had happened. "Then can you give me back the heart I gave you, too? Stop being difficult, babe. You know you're the only one I've ever loved. Be good and go home. Wait for me there."
I ignored her words and stubbornly held out the divorce agreement.
Her heart was something I had stopped wanting a long time ago. The only thing I wanted now was freedom.
I begged my husband ninety-nine times to go with me to Jay Boone's concert.
On the hundredth time, he finally bought two front-row tickets.
Dressed to the nines, I was stopped at the entrance by security because I couldn't produce my ticket.
By the time the concert ended, I still hadn't been able to get through to him on the phone.
News broke that my husband and his young girlfriend were at the concert, requesting "Sunny Day" from Jay Boone. The story shot straight to the trending charts.
There's no rain in the lyrics of "Sunny Day."
Because the only world caught in a torrential downpour was mine.
People in our circle told the same joke at every gathering.
"Jason's wife can't give him children, so she sends women to his bed every day. I wish the hag at my house had that kind of sense."
They had no idea that my mother-in-law, Kate, was the one who had found those women and used my name to send them in.
The first time, Jason Gibson threw the woman out and had a terrible fight with me.
Afterward, he spent over ten million dollars on jewelry to make it up to me at the auction house.
The second time it happened, he had barely touched her hand when he threw up. Then, he fought with me again.
Afterward, he bought an estate and told me I would be the only woman by his side.
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That was until the tenth woman.
This time, he shut the bedroom door and did not come out all night.
We stopped fighting.
We stopped speaking.
Everyone thought I would do anything to secure my place in the Gibson family and hang on to them for the rest of my life.
But when I finally took out the divorce agreement, no one believed it.
Not even Jason himself.
The song 'don't wanna feel another touch'—if it's the one I'm thinking of—has that haunting, stripped-down vibe that sticks in your head for days. I first stumbled across it in a late-night playlist curated by a friend who’s obsessed with indie electronica. It’s got this melancholic yet addictive rhythm, like a mix between early xx and James Blake. Last I checked, it was available on Spotify, but titles can sometimes get tangled due to covers or remixes. Try searching with the artist’s name if you know it, or filter by 'Songs' to narrow results. If it’s a lesser-known track, you might need to dig through user playlists or SoundCloud links shared in niche forums.
Sometimes, songs vanish due to licensing issues, but I’ve found that rephrasing the search helps—like dropping 'don’t' or adding 'lyrics' to the query. The platform’s algorithm can be finicky with informal titles. If you hit a dead end, Shazam might rescue you next time it plays somewhere. I’ve bookmarked a few obscure gems this way, and half the fun is the hunt itself.
Oh, that phrase totally reminds me of Creed's iconic song 'With Arms Wide Open'—maybe that's what you're looking for? Spotify's search can be tricky with lyrics, but if you type in the exact title, it usually pops right up. I once spent ages hunting for a song by its chorus line before realizing I had the title wrong all along. Creed's track is definitely there, though; it's a classic early 2000s anthem that still gives me nostalgia chills.
If you meant something else, like a podcast or audiobook using that line, try adding quotes around the phrase or combining it with other keywords. Spotify’s algorithm isn’t perfect, but playing around with wording usually helps. I’ve stumbled on hidden gems just by rephrasing searches—like finding indie covers of popular songs tucked away in playlists.