Chiếm Lấy Em Novels & Stories

All of it snapping back into place in under a second, and jacket off or not the full careful construction of Dante Marchetti was back before I had time to blink. His eyes found me on the ladder. "I found the library," I said uselessly since that was entirely obvious. "I can see that." His voice was level and he looked at the room rather than at me. At the books and the armchair and the lamp with the cracked shade. "Is it off limits? I didn't know and I can leave if…" "No." He said it quietly and something moved through his expression that came and went too quickly for me to catch. "Use it. Whatever you want in here is yours."

Grabbing his hand tightly, I refused to let go, even as he tried to shake me off. I clung to his hand like my life depended on it, struggling against his strength. My face contorted with effort and desperation. "It’s okay. Come with me," I said softly, trying to soothe him. Slowly, his urge to strike again began to fade, though his fiery gaze remained locked on Ace.

Sammy found her smiling where she sits. “Which was I?” she whispers to herself. Another stream of words fills her memory. “My love tonight is yours for the taking.” His voice was filled with such emotion, touching her heartstrings. “Who are you?” she asks softly to herself with such longing that the soft breeze takes her words giving it wings to fly. The rest of his conversation found roots within her mind, her heart.

“But not tonight.” Daemonikai walked her back, step by step, until her spine met the wall. Emeriel gasped at the contact. “Tonight, you are mine. Oh, my dearest…" Leaning in, his eyes burned into hers possessively. "You have held the reins for so long and I let you have them. But tonight, in this room, I will take them back. Just for the night, you are mine to command. Mine to own. Mine to wreck.” Lust flashed in her eyes, but there was also panic. Her gaze darted past him to the door, looking for an escape.

She was being humiliated again. But this time, she'll get what she wants. "I'll take him," she said, stepping up much to everyone's shock, "...and that's final." Ember had no reason to be that fixated on a man who seemed to stare through her. She was trying to get the things she could never have just for one night. The attention she was always deprived of.

he laughed once again. His words resonated in my ears, feeling me with a renewed sense of desire to claim what's mine--Sarah. She belongs to me and me alone. And I will definitely get her to submit herself to me, one way or the other. Whatever Emilio Romano wants, he gets. And I want Sarah.

Nathan Black ‘If I can't have her, no one can. Even your Beta mate, I won't let you have her. She belongs to me! Every single Beta here belongs to me. No one can betray me! I am powerful! No one can disobey me!’ To think he even claimed Emma as his, as if I will ever permit that from happening. There's no way I would let him have the slightest bit of her no matter what. He had taken enough from me, I would certainly lose my mind if he had snatched her away from me too.

Devoid of all emotion. A slow, triumphant smirk spread across my face. He was mine. I looped my arm through his, holding it tight, a gesture of possession. "You made the right choice," I murmured, leaning closer, my voice low and intimate. I let my fingers trail up his bicep, a soft, caressing touch meant to seal the deal. "The only choice."

Finally she is mine. **********************

she started a little insecure. "Don't ask me to free you from my embrace, my love," he whispered in a hoarse voice. "I won't do it... I can't do it, not even if my own life depends on it. From now on you are mine, you will be mine forever. Please, sleep here with me for a few hours. Then we will wake up before everyone else, we will go to our rooms to fresh up and later we will let my family and Lucy know that finally, you have agreed to keep me with you, to bind my heart to yours forever."