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she cut in immediately, “It's nothing. Please, if you don’t mind, I have to get back to work.” Damnit! My fists curled, tightening around the armrest of the chair. She’s not even remorseful. What was I expecting from someone like her? I was never her main option, so why would she feel jealous? "Get out!” I hissed. She swallowed with a quick nod, and without lifting her head, she walked away. The moment the door closed, I forcefully pushed Helena off me. “What the—" she shrieked in shock. She nearly hit the floor if not for her quick grip on the desk. She straightened up and scowled at me. “What was that for? Why did you push me like that?"

“It’s good to know I have no competitor because I hate sharing what belongs to me. Rightfully” I know how possessive I sound now, but I can’t care less. My mate just informed me I’m all alone in the race to win her heart, body, and soul. I lick my lips, my vision getting filled with an intense cloud of lust that rakes my entire body. Fuck! ‘I guess…’ Oh, baby sugar. You’re mine to own, dominate, and feast on to my utmost pleasure. The innate desire for this daring woman has a thrilling shiver race down to my groin and I press my thighs together, loving every feel of it.

She wondered; this man was the most confusing one she’d met. At first when she saw his true nature, she’d hated the moon goddess for pairing her with such a jackass, he might be good-looking, but he had an unwelcome character, one that would repel any she-wolf. But now, after seeing him that day, after seeing the fear in his eyes, he looked so terribly frightened of losing her, of losing something that belonged to him, like he was familiar with the pain of losing something so dear to him before, and he was scared of experiencing that pain all over again. She knew that there must be a reason for this; his possessive nature didn’t come naturally, something must have caused it. She recalled Cia

"I'm just reminding you, you said they were stupid, but now you're being fooled by those stupid creatures. Why are you like that? Wake up... you're just curious about her, nothing more!" "It seems that I once said that I was never interested in you," Aaron replied in a cold voice, he looked at Tifanny with a sharp look. "Aren't you just jealous of her? A powerful being like you being defeated by an ordinary human, you're just jealous. And again ... I'm not curious about her, if I was just curious I would have stopped after fucking her for the second time." Aaron's low voice sounded very annoying in Tifanny's ears, the woman was already clenching her hands tightly, Aaron always managed to win

Me: She is. Marcus: Goodnight, Sir Me: Goodnight. I set the phone down, regretting why she ever had to come to New York only for me to share her The jealousy is already stirring. Small. Quiet. But there. Tomorrow she'll be with him. Or Julian. Someone who isn't me. My jaw tightens. I don't want to share. The thought is ugly. Possessive. Everything I promised I wouldn't feel. But I feel it anyway. What if she likes them more? What if she leaves? What if I'm not enough?

Every absurd offering, every impossible gesture, every piece of him had slowly embedded itself deeper into Silverhall and, far worse, into her life. Draevor stopped close behind her beneath the observatory lantern light. “You cut another woman’s gift apart,” he murmured softly, “but you keep every one of mine.” Halrem’s pulse betrayed her instantly beneath her throat, a development she considered both dangerous and very dangerous, prompting her to turn sharply before he could notice anything further. “You are emotionally exhausting.” Draevor looked devastatingly pleased. “And you,” he said quietly, “are becoming frighteningly possessive.” The worst part was that Halrem no longer knew how to

I finally decided to write my first book. And honestly, it feels like stepping into a room I’ve always been daydreaming of but never dared to enter. The beginning might not be perfect. Still a little rough around the edges, but I promise, it only gets better. This story dives deep into a dark, addictive romance. One that’s brutal, steamy, and emotionally intense. Inside, you’ll find a captive romance, enemies-to-lovers tension, obsession, lust, second chances, betrayal, drama, a dangerously possessive antihero, and forbidden power.

Love's Hollow, New York is where magic happens. Under the influence of the evil witch, This small town seems like a good place to find a solution. Werewolves and various magical creatures live here. I didn't know such a beauty existed. Until two werewolves caught my eye at a local bar.These Alphas are muscular and dominant. But they are also territorial and possessive. And everyone wants to be their soulmate.

Vivian wrenched Becca’s head back, exposing her neck. “You see, I actually am a big shot vampire. Just like I was a big shot human. Some people, like me, are just better than people like you. We make better cheerleaders and better vampires. And way better girlfriends. So, yeah, I have won. I was always winning. What I want now is to make Scarlet Paine suffer.” “God!” Becca cried. “Are you really that petty and jealous? Scarlet doesn’t even like Blake anymore. She’s completely in love with someone else.”

I couldn't get the image of those broad shoulders, eight-packs, chiseled pecs, biceps, and the 'v' that disappeared into his boxer briefs away from my mind. I rolled my nipples with my fingers the way I thought Jace would have, and I pinched them hard. I wanted to feel his hot tongue over them. Fucking the overconfident ones always gave me a heady feeling, because they took pride in their sizes and they always had the whole alpha male thing going on. I played on my wet clit, tapping it with two fingers and shivering at the feeling of pleasure I felt. I kept my hair well groomed and neat down there. Everywhere, including my ass, was smooth.