Bukan Milikku 18 Novels & Stories

Koi aapse woh haq nahi cheen sakega. (I have signed my will, and I'm enclosing it with this letter. Inaayat, my child, the current market value of my mansion is approximately fifty crore rupees. And when you turn eighteen, that mansion will legally belong to you. You will be its rightful owner, and no one will be able to take that right away from you.)

I can’t hold back the scoff. “What?” she asks. “Have you met your mate? I thought you weren’t 18 yet? Do you know who he is?” “No, I haven’t met my mate. No, I am not 18 yet, and no, if I have a mate somewhere I don’t know who he is, AND it’s best I don’t ever know who he is,” I say.

Perhaps, she would never feel the real happiness of being free. Side note - Daniel is 26. Mili is 18. Support with gems for faster updates. Thank you!

AMARA Every breathe you’ll take is to your own demise. My eyes remained trained on my phone for longer than I’d have liked. The text glared back at me as if in mockery. I held back the urge to laugh. Almost a week since everything hit the fan and since the shot-gun engagement. And they were finally making their move. The blunt message from an anonymous sender stared back at me tauntingly. I didn’t need to go in depth or search furtively to know who it is.

Weak wolf, no mate, and I'm fucken eighteen! Every werewolf has a strong wolf at eighteen. Why should mine be different? Am I cursed or something? And they say I'm powerful. I am even doing strange shits and yet, I don't have a proper wolf. I shook my head from thinking of that day in my former pack and what took place.

She pokes her tongue out teasing me before closing our links. Bitch! I awkwardly smile and said to my grandma. "Grandma do you realize I am eighteen." She nodded her head, yes and I can see that she is uncomfortable. She smiles and takes my hands into hers. "Oh dear, first off it's not pornography. The right word is called mating and eventually, you will do it with your mate one day. It may not be in front of everyone but behind closed doors. The fact you’re eighteen... well I don’t see a reason for you not to witness the mating ceremony. You’re a werewolf not human" she explained and emphasized the last three words.

Kate answered and i scoffed its literally impossible for them to force me into marriage, I'm eighteen, legally an adult, i can't do whatever i want without questions from my parents and they also can't force me to do anything what makes it easier for me Is that I got free accommodation and feeding for the next two years at the institute, I could get a small job to pay for my other miscellaneous needs and all will be well "I know you are thinking we can't force you to get married, because you are eighteen but trust me you will comply to out advances"

She quickly tried to rip it open, but I stopped her and said, “You can’t open it until you are eighteen, Mila.” And then her hazel eyes became home to both curiosity and intrigue.

“He will never have her. She is mine!” Mr. Nelson wheels himself over to me. “We have no intention of leaving her there. I don’t know what he is thinking but he may not realize that she’s not yet 18. That works in our favor.”

"It's fine princess, I was wrong!" "You guys, all boys are the same!" Bruk—hurtingKey got into my car right away after him pretty hard. I could only pat my door, for I had foreseen all these things. If you also have a lover or friend who doesn't know yourself whose hobby is slamming people's things without permission. I recommend buying really original stuff. Don't be fooled by cheap stuff, instead, it lasts a long time. It is possible that later when you come home, the goods have become antiques in the warehouse.