Comfortably Numb Pulse Novels & Stories

Where do you want me to touch you?” he asked with a mischievous glint in his blue eyes. “Please, touch me here,” I said as I took his hand and slowly guided his fingers beneath my panties. I moaned deliriously when I felt the heat of his fingers caressing my wet slit directly. **** I almost had a one-night stand with a stranger at my graduation after-party once. Almost broke a promise I made to my dead mother. He wasn’t like any other guy I’d come across. He had this sadness and arrogance hidden behind his beautiful eyes that made me fall for him. But within minutes of meeting each other, things changed drastically between us. He said words that made me feel humiliated, but that wasn’t the worst part. Neither was it the way he pulled away from me like I was something dangerous. It wasn’t even the fact that I couldn’t stop thinking about him afterward. The worst part was seeing him again nine months later, standing inside my 'house' while my father smiled and said: “This is your new stepbrother.” Zephyr Knox was never supposed to become my family. He was cold, cruel, self-destructive, and completely addicted to pushing people away before they could leave him first. Loving him was like holding fire in my bare hands and convincing myself the burns were worth it. I thought they were. Until secrets started destroying us. Until our parents found out about us. Until the smoke around us stopped being romantic and started becoming deadly. People say forbidden love ruins lives. I’ve come to the conclusion that they were right. Because loving my stepbrother didn’t just break my heart. It almost killed me.

I had always been a people pleaser. Yet somehow, I ended up transmigrating into the role of the vicious wife of a general. After three years away at war, Scott Holden returned and brought his so-called true love back with him. I handed over the main bedroom without hesitation, cooked for her myself, stayed up all night stitching a pair of matching pillows, and even had all the staff lined up to welcome her properly. But instead of being pleased, Jennifer Cross burst into tears. "This is all my fault. I have no name, no status, yet I'm staying here at Holden Residence, letting Lillian humiliate me like this. If that's the case, I'll just leave!" It hit me all at once. So that was what she wanted. A proper title. So I drafted a divorce letter for Scott myself, brought it to him, and said with an ingratiating smile, "After you divorce me, could you maybe keep me on the side as a mistress? My parents are gone. I don't have anywhere else to go." Scott flew into a rage. "I see right through your little tricks. Jennifer is just staying here temporarily. Are you really that petty?" From that day on, he never set foot in my room again. Then one day, enemy forces attacked. Jennifer and I were both captured and strung up on the city wall, forcing Scott to choose between us. Before he could even decide, I shouted eagerly, "I'll die, I'll die! I'm totally willing! I love that rush you get from falling from high up, that adrenaline spike!" After all, once I died, I could finally go home. But for the first time, Scott's eyes turned red with panic.

My husband, worried I might be lonely, gifted me a little female cat. I turned around and found 50 feral toms to breed her with, making her birth litter after litter until she was utterly spent. It was all because I had been reborn. In my past life, I adored this little cat so much I could hardly put her down. I wanted to eat and sleep right beside her. In just one short month, I aged rapidly into an 80-year-old woman, and the child in my womb withered and died along with me. No medicine could save me, and I simply died of old age. After death, my soul lingered. I saw that the sickly, frail mistress in our household had somehow become radiant and glowing, and pregnant on top of it all. I overheard her chatting in bed with my husband. "Thank goodness I bound myself to the Life-Drain System. I separated my soul, possessed the little cat, and sucked away Leah's life force. That's the only reason I survived." "She should count it as a blessing that you could drain her at all. It's better that she's dead. This way, the position of first wife is yours." I was reborn into a new life, and I smiled. Selling off a mistress would get me accused of treating human life carelessly. But she was merely a cat now, and surely it was perfectly reasonable to breed her for eight or ten litters and produce a hundred-some kittens.

The childs gone. The dreams gone. I've become comfortably numb Valentina Lombardi has been through a lifetime of trauma throughout her years. From her absentee, abusive father who's neglected her all her life to her even more abusive legal guardian who's been the one to traumatize her. A trip to what she sees as her second bedroom, the police station, takes a turn of events with a piece of information she receives that changes everything. Zane Marino, leader of the Marino mafia, and Raul Romano, one of his top men. Dead. The two men who've destroyed her are now out of her life, a miracle to her. Now, she's being thrown into the custody of her eight older brothers she never knew she had. Her biological family. Not to mention, her eldest brother who's now her legal guardian, also happens to be the leader of the Sicilian mafia. Her "father's" pure enemy. What happens when she has to learn to deal with the infamous, ruthless Lombardi brothers, the ones she was raised to hate? Marino through adoption and Lombardi by blood. A dangerous mix. Throw trauma, boys, secrets, and utter chaos into the mix. How will it all play out when her inner demon's come to the surface, making everything unravel right under her two feet?

Being the daughter of a mafia, Grusha Aslanov didn't lead the typical luxury, spoiled life. Not when she was accused of her mother's death which made her hate herself more than her family did. She lived with the worst emotion one could ever have. Regret. She regretted her birth. She was not satisfied with the mental damage her mother's death caused as she thought she deserved a worse punishment. That is why she didn't even protest when her brother and father abused her every day and night until her body went numb because she thought she deserved it. She had no feelings, no emotions, nothing. She was a numb body with scars on her that each contained a tragic tale. She was a living death until the devil takes interest in unfolding her every story. Mature content warning!!! Triger warnings: physical abuse, mention of blood, mention of self harming, torture!!!

Immediately after her heart- aching break up with Derrick, finds comfort and warm in the strangest of places - in the arms of Derrick's uncle. The affair promises an elixir to satisfy her burning urge for sex and financial freedom. But it comes with a price - A price that leaves her body numb and yet she yearns for more of the Billionaire lunatic uncle Corinth until it all gets dirty and bloody!

Despite all of the struggles that Jade has endured, she remains resilient, determined to make it in this ruthless world. The safe path was the most logical choice for her: a reliable career, a close-knit group of friends, and her handsome, successful fiance, Jonathon. She enjoys it all, very comfortably, in a small town suburb. Or at least she did... The stability of Jade's mundane life comes tumbling down when she receives a gift that wasn't intended for her, signed by none other than the man she loves. Heartbroken and on the run from reality, she finds herself in the arms of a stranger. A one-night-stand that gives her more than she ever bargained for.

Wet Intentions is a collection of scorching short stories that drag you into the pulse of raw, aching lust. It starts with charged glances and feather-light touches that set skin on fire, then explodes into hungry mouths, roaming hands, and clothes torn away in seconds. Expect slow, teasing licks that turn into desperate tongues fucking deep, followed by thick, veined cocks sliding inch by slick inch into tight, dripping heat. Hips slam together with wet, filthy sounds—breasts heaving, backs arching, nails carving red lines while every thrust drives harder, deeper. Clits pulse under circling fingers as pounding builds to that shattering peak. Now dive in… and cum deep inside with me.

Adrian Rossi, the crown prince of Seat of Rossi would do anything his daughter asked him to do. And when she asked him to hire Camila Smith as her nanny, everything changed. She was able to break through his ice cold heart and make his numb heart love a woman again. But everything changed when the biggest secret even she didn't know about came out.

Liliene, a first born daughter of the Denver family lost her mother early. Her father, who owns a mall, married his new lover who also had a daughter and took them in together. They became Liliene's stepmother and stepsister that made her life miserable in her own home. She experienced being treated as a servant. Shortly after Liliene turned 21, her father mysteriously died. Her stepmother took over the company and all of her father's possessions and properties. But after learning that the company is going bankrupt, her wicked stepmother sold her to the Alpha of Bloodfury Pack who's been waiting for too long to claim her. After mating with her Alpha, will she continue living in misery? Or will she about to live comfortably and happily?