Are You Mine Novels & Stories

The next day started like any other—except it wasn’t. Our mutual friend caught me by my locker, leaning against it with that smirk she always wore when she thought she knew everyone’s secrets. “Do you like him?” she asked, eyes bright and teasing, like she already had the answer. I rolled my eyes, annoyed that she even asked. “No. Of course not.” She nudged me, leaning closer, her grin wider. “Girl… he’s obsessed with you. Just admit it and go get your man.”

"Are you my daddy?" ***

Something possessive and violent. Mine.

Chapter 41: Don’t be afraid “My soul has been searching for you. Your soul and mine are one,” “We appear and disappear within each other. I close my eyes, even though you are miles away, I can feel you in every breathe I take. We are always meant to be as one.”

This may be the end of He Was Never Mine, but it’s only the beginning of my writing journey. I truly hope you’ll continue walking that journey with me. Until our next story… With all my love, Precious Rose ❤️

" Asked the caller. "Yes," Kloe retorted, the voice of the caller sounded familiar, but Kloe couldn't remember who this person was or where she knew her from. "So it is you, isn't it? Trying to harvest from where you have not sown yet against, miss Duran, you make it seem like I am a bad person when it had been you all along, what do you want not Kloe, just tell me, why can't you let me be happy?" The voice ranted.

"And so what if you hate me? What if I betrayed you? You are mine Mia only mine, you are mine! I betrayed you, yes! Still, you won't be able to escape from me!!" "You are Mine, From Now till Eternity. You are Mine Mia." Adriano yelled, his eyes blazed with fury as he claimed his right to her. "You may run from here till the end of the world but your fate lies in my hand, I will decide your destiny!" …… Mia gasped and woke up from her dreams, the same nightmare had been hunting her over and over again. She sighed and wiped off the tears from her eyes.

I retract my leg and turn around. The back of the man who walked past me with his hand in his pocket and a scarf around his neck was broad and big. It felt like a familiar figure, a posture of a perfect someone with a walking style that was defined as elegant and high class. I've seen that man before. It couldn't be, could it? "Mark?!" I called out to him. The man suddenly stops walking and turns around, it is at this moment that forgotten memories of the past begin to flood in, giving me a vibe of Deja vu. "Is that you Chloe?" The man questioned.

"Am sorry but you are mistaken. My name isn't Jeon, it's minho. Jeon is my twin brother. Though am sort of curious as to what kind of relationship you have with my brother?" "Oh my God! You are Minho?" She asked, confused "Jeon didn't say anything about the two of you being twins, I mean how can you look so exactly alike?" Her eyes were as huge as a cat's as she studied me from head to toe with so much curiosity.