33 Days, Make You Mine! Novels & Stories

I asked, voice small. “Three days, in three days we will get our wolves. If the three of us happen to be mate to you, who will you pick?”

“Please, I need more time. You can have the first part. I swear I'll pay you. Please.” Maria appeared and she ran toward me but he pushed her off. “Don't hurt her, please!” I yelled and then pulled my hair harder. My scalp hurt and my neck felt like it would break. “You have three days,” the first man said, blowing out smoke. Three days? Where was I going to get two million in three days? “I can't do all that in three days,” I begged, but he smirked at me. “My time is expensive. And you're wasting it. Three days is what you get. No more, no less. If you don't then you'll give up the house or …” his eyes twinkled as he looked down, checking me out. “You give yourself to me.”

" Okay . How long is the trip for? " " The trip is for 3 days I should be back in time for us to catch up and possibly have our first date because we haven't had our first date since we started going out together and so probably not Sunday because there's a match going on and you need to present but one day it'll make it four days." " I'll be thinking of you . " " Dido. Bye babe. "

"The second step is the powder I had told you that I'm going to give you. And for the third step...., he has to lay with you, he must lay with you at any cost for the work to be effective if you want him to love you and only you forever except... If you don't want him to." "What are you saying mallam, of course this is what I've been dreaming of. For him to become mine and you think that I won't try my best to make sure everything works out according to my will?." "Alright then... If you say so.". He shrug off his shoulder. " And as for the third step, it has to happen in three days after today." "What?!" "You have to make him lay with you before the next three days or else, things won't t

(Flash Back) I looked down at her, her eyes closed, her head resting on my lap. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But then, I felt a wave of emotion wash over me, and I knew what I had to do. I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, and whispered, "Mi amor." The words felt strange on my tongue, but I knew they were true. At that moment, I realized that she was the love of my life.

Fred assures me that it will darken overnight and tells me to rub olive oil into it every couple of hours. I love how the design has turned out, and I already know that I will be coming back after Bean is born to make it permanent. Fred blushes as I tell him how much I love my penguins and how grateful I am for taking the time to do it. He refuses to let me pay, so I tell him to expect a delivery of cakes tomorrow, leaving both Sarah and him grinning as I walk out the door.

Jasper Eaton decides to ditch me at the altar just so he can meet up with Wendy Klein, his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him when he almost got crippled five years ago. All the guests are stunned, to say the least. I can only tug at Jasper's hem of his shirt while trying very hard to keep my expression intact. "Can you please stay with me now?" Mixed feelings cross his eyes, but he soon wrenches my hand off him, finger by finger. At the same time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I need to ask Wendy why she was so heartless to me back then." Amid the crowd's shocked gasps and murmurs, Jasper leaves without even looking back. My dad, who has a bad heart, trembles violent

"Be with me, Holly. I'll build a good life for us!" … I switched on my phone and saw 17 unread texts, with the latest one from five minutes ago. "Holly, I'm at the city hall, by the main entrance. When are you getting here?" I stared at the screen, and a laugh slipped out of me. How ironic. After 27 days of begging, all he offered was a promise to marry me in three days. Those three days came and went, and I couldn't even find the strength to call that lie out.

Then, the kiss – a fleeting touch, a brand of possession, a silent acknowledgment of their precarious arrangement. Uno's words, a low murmur against her lips, were a cruel twist of fate: "Let's keep this 365-day marriage our secret. And don't worry, kissing you is the least I'll do." The veiled threat, the raw power in his voice, sent a shiver down her spine.

“There’s no going back. You’re mine for the rest of these thirty days… and I’m nowhere near done with you.” I shivered, knowing deep down that I didn’t want him to be.