Bukan Milikku 22 Novels & Stories

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

After he r mum left she decides to go outside and water the flowers. She takes a bucket and goes outside with a bucket full of water,as soon as she steps out,a neighbor Mrs Ney was busy with her flowers too.Good morning ma'am Lucinda says ,morning Lucinda how are you?when did you come back.I am ok ma'am she smiled I came back yesterday oooh how is work?Work is fine thank you.Lucinda is one of the people who don't like sharing their life activities, she carries on watering her flowers and plugs in her earphones and starts singing loudly.Mrs Ney's son comes out with a bottle of water in a T-shirt and shorts good morning mum ,morning Dray how are you?I am fine mum wanna do my workout outdoors t

“I thought you didn’t want to acknowledge me as your daughter. So why did you bring that old woman here and tell me to treat her like my grandmother? Don’t you mean what you’re saying? Is this something that’s passed down through the generations within the family?” “You...” “Also, Mr. Zellweger, please don’t get the misconception that the things you borrowed would belong to you if the owner hasn’t claimed them for a long time. This house is in my name. All of you should be the ones leaving, not me.” Dexie’s reminder made Roger tense up, and his back bent slightly. The courage he had just mustered had been completely subdued by her words. Dexie didn’t even give them a chance to gather their t

Was I supposed to throw away the rest of my life like that? I patted the back of his hand, my gaze steady. "The DNA test is done. The child is biologically mine. Putting him under my name is only right." Surrounded by livestream cameras from every angle, we headed to the Vital Records Office to register the birth. I even had my butler send over my necessary documents. Whispers followed us everywhere. "She actually lives in Westbrook Heights… That's a villa district. Only wealthy families live there!" "If she lives there, why would she still chase rich men?"

she says to me, smirking. “For good and to be where I belong.” “Are you sure about that? Well, your room is now mine and all you ever owned belongs to me now and guess what, you have been demoted. You are no longer the Omega of this Pack.” “What rubbish are you talking about? Kael… Madam Clara…” “I’m sorry, Lyra but she is the Luna incoming.” “Oops,” Sasha drops her comb. Of course I know she did it intentionally. “Go on, pick it up,” she orders me.

I threw the paper to the ground . “You must be out of your mind old woman, your brain cells are starting to fail you!” I yelled . She laughed , “you can run away from the truth , but it’s bound to happen. One month from now , this mansion would be mine! , meaning you have one month to evacuate . It would be pretty hard to move to another place seeing that all your businesses are failing.” I turned around with anger , “it’s you , you are responsible for the burnt hideout in Siena , you old witch!.”

“Laura, I hope you’re happy, housing your father… You're such a big girl now. But for how long?” I knew where this was heading. Marriage. This… this is why I moved out. “I have lost my appetite. I'm going to bed.” The lazy noise of the chair against the floor made my exit even harsher. “You have a suitor, Laurabeth!” my mother wailed from her seat. “I have millions of suitors for you who would help us solve the problem of our bankruptcy, yet you reject them!” Father yelled. “Because I am eighteen and I just graduated high school, Mum! What would the neighbors say? What would-”

Hello my dear readers, firstly I want to thank all of you for the time and money you guys have spent on “He was never mine.” I appreciate you all so much, and also for those of you that left a review, my gratitude. Secondly, this is to inform you that “He was never mine” will be put on hold for the month of May because I am working on ending an old novel which is a bit overdue. hopefully by June or the ending of may “He was never mine” will get resumed. So with that said, I hope you all have a nice day and keep safe.

Not for me, not for the child I carried. When he came to my door that morning, I was already ready. Calm. Determined. “You can’t leave,” he said, voice low but dangerous. “You’re mine. And so is that baby.” I stared at him, eyes steady, heart pounding. “You don’t own me,” I said softly but firmly. “And you don’t own this life. I will raise this child on my terms, not yours.” His face twisted in fury. “Don’t do this to me. Don’t walk away!”

I was not leaving. Not again. ****** LMCD22