Always Been Yours Novels & Stories

The scent was the same. Mine. Always mine. “This is to show everyone that you are mine. You always have been. You always will be.” Mael growled inside me. “She's still ours.” And she can fight that.

Broken no more. Burning forever. Together. Always.

Only us. Forever.

"You've been away too long." ***

“Only yours. Always yours.” They stay inside me a little longer — just holding me, just owning me, just breathing with me. And deep in my wrecked, aching body, I know I will never want anything else. I am theirs. Completely and forever.

And I was hers. Always.

It's because you owe me! Jean seemed as steady as ever. There wasn't a hint of change in her expression. She said impassively, "You know I don't owe you anything, not even Tyler. I returned him to you five years ago. "You've done all sorts of evil deeds toward me, yet you brainwash yourself into thinking that you've been kind. But then again, you're not the one at fault. Dorothy is. She never taught you how to be kind." Joyce took a deep breath as she stared at Jean. She was dismayed. "It's not … Jean, I wanted to be nice to you when you first returned."

That she’d listen to her mother’s voice instead of mine. I needed to show her that she didn’t have to be perfect to be loved. That she didn’t have to earn her worth. She just had to be. Audrey. My Audrey. I started the car, finally forcing myself to drive away, but my eyes flicked up to her window in the rearview mirror one last time. And even though I couldn’t see her, I whispered into the dark: “You’re mine, Audrey. Whether you know it yet or not.” And when the time was right, I’d tell her everything. The truth about who I was. About the bond we shared. About the wild, eternal thing that pulled me to her like gravity.

"If we die tonight, your spirit will return to Heaven and mine will go back to Hell and then our fathers will send us to Harlem and although we'll be together again for eternity, it won't be the same as being with you on Earth because let's face it; Harlem is just a fancy word for prison. "You have been my joy and my entire happiness. You made this world worth living in and I just want to thank you for loving me when no one else did." "You don't have to thank me, Garin. Being with you and loving you was also the best experience of my entire existence. I cannot even imagine how my life would have turned out without you in it. I love you, now and always," Hannah said and moved closer to him. H