Because You're Mine Book の小説・ストーリー

I'm going crazy already. "I'm talking about I found you and now I won't let you go." -Why? "Because you are mine.

Because he was mine. And I wasn’t going to lose him.

I come with a broken sob, spilling over my fist in thick pulses, clenching so tight around the handle he curses roughly. He keeps it buried inside me for a long minute, both of us panting. Then he eases it out, slow and careful, leaving me empty and dripping. “You’re mine,” he murmurs against my mouth, kissing me deep and possessive. “Don’t ever forget it.” I nod, boneless, wrecked, and somehow more alive than I’ve ever been.

"This is the charm you gave me when I woke up in the hospital after nearly dying. You said you wanted me to be safe for the rest of my life, you remember?" I did. This was the protective charm I prayed for, after the ninety-ninth time sleeping with him, praying for his safety and happiness. I looked at him coldly. "What's the use of all this talk? It's too late. I've fallen out of love with you. "Did you hear that? I don't love you anymore. Get that in your head." Shane froze as tears welled up in his eyes, and he sounded like he was on the verge of crying. "I don't believe you! You must be lying to me!"

My hands were steady but my heart wasn't. Jerome walked in. "You'e serious about this?" I didn't look up from my bag. "I already decided." “You are not going alone.” His boots crossed the floor slowly and deliberately until he stood directly in front of me. I finally lifted my eyes. “This isn’t a negotiation.” His jaw flexed. “Everything is a negotiation when it involves your life.” I turned back to my bag. “The sanctuary is bound to me. Not you. Whatever is hidden there-- whatever the ring unlocks... it responds to my blood.”

You are the piece that is missing in my life. I touch every inch of his body closing my eyes!

I sighed and turned, heading back home with a heavy heart. My phone vibrated by the time I was back in the house, it was a message from Armani ‘I told you it was a bad idea,’ a link to a website. It was an article, attached to it was a picture of me on the steps of the church in deep thought and the headline that ran over it was: “Boy Toy Heir…”

she sneered, "you think I'm a whore." "I don't think—" "No, you didn't think, did you? Do you have any idea how it made me feel when I found out you two were concocting a little game between yourselves to trap me?" "It wasn't a game, and I wasn't trying to trap you." "Then why the secrets? Why was it so important you keep your identity from me?" "Abbey, calm down. I just wanted to know whether you liked me for who I was, or because of my money."

Kevin knelt in front of me and held my chin so I could not look away. "Bethany, you understand now, why we were afraid to have you around. But you refused to let fear control you. We see you, now. This is the woman we met years ago when we walked into The Dungeon. This is the woman that stole our attention and our hearts with her perky demeanor, and her devil may care attitude. When we lost her, we felt our lives were incomplete. Now that she's back, we don't want to let her go again." My jaw dropped, and I felt as if the world had fallen away with it.

She ramms into me with a hug, like she was lost in a large sea and she needed someone to hold her head up. Milly sobbing so heavily that others at the mall stop to watch the scene. One glare and they all scurry away. I hold Milly tightly in my arms. I had once been as lost as she was right now. Only difference was, I had not the guts nor courage to be rebellious. Maxwell became my solace, he was the hand that dragged me from under water and I welcomed it like bliss. I didn't mind being the hand to drag another out from under water.