Favorite Possession Novels & Stories

Avery spun around in a dress that caught the light and scattered it across the walls like stars. "Like a princess," I said. How quickly they were growing, slipping through my fingers like grains of sand. Each milestone and each giggle was a treasure I hoarded greedily within my heart. "Is there something else you've had your eye on, Theo?" Dunstan inquired as he noted Theo's ambivalence toward the next store, which was the gadget shop. Theo's eyes lit up with excitement as he glanced at the display window filled with the latest tech gadgets. "Actually, there is one gadget that I've been eyeing for a while," he confessed. "But I'm actually saving up for something more important right now."

You are my partner in crime. Nothing beats the happiness I get within me each time I see you. It's a unique feeling I want to keep having every day of my life. You're my all in all. My best friend, my soulmate, and my partner in every meanest thing. What a blessing! I've been shown by life that good men are hard to come by, and when one sees a good man, he should be treasured like a diamond. That's what I am going to be doing, my love — hoarding you for as long as I live. You are the one who owns my heart.

Before I knew it, I had tapped on it. It was an ordinary bargain-hunting group chat. I scrolled back and stopped on a series of voice messages Mom had sent three days earlier. "Oh wow, today is my lucky day! I found a coat in a recycling bin in the villa district! "It's a bit dirty and smells off, but it looks like a designer piece. Once I steam it at home, it'll be perfect for my younger daughter." Immediately after, someone in the group chimed in. "I know that coat. It came from the belongings of the coal mogul's mother that were cleared out after she passed away. I didn't even dare touch it.

Or maybe the fact that she seemed to be like a forbidden fruit I have yet to taste. No matter what the reason may be. All that matters to me right now is the fact that she is mine. I pulled her chair closer to mine. I want everyone to know, even my friends that Evelyn Anderson is mine. I owned her the moment that she had signed the contract with me. And when I own something, I hate it when other people borrow it or even take it. I invested so much with her, which makes Evelyn my most prized possession right now. And I want to get the most out of it until I no longer want it anymore.

“Perhaps, you do not weigh it in terms of moola.” “Moola and goodwill do sit on a poise, don't they?” “Goodwill is a sentimental word. I'd rather loan it out.” He shrugged. “You must be quite selfish.” I dared to say. “Well, it's possible I inherited it.” He chuckled. What a funny man! “Why do you keep them down here? I mean…this area is not readily accessible…" “It's out of selfishness,” he chuckled again. “I think I might be allergic to others readily seeing my prized stuff.”

She was right. “And to top that off, you are already getting engaged today… to Emily Henderson. And she is my best friend, and also my mistress. I have severed her father the Beta for so many years and they have been decent in their treatment towards me. They will be dragged in the mud if you call off the engagement because you found your Omega mate.” An Omega mate, she said it like it was poison in her mouth. She could feel the taste of her own disgrace against her lips. The pack will never accept her. They will never welcome her, and nobody wants to be ruled by an Omega.

“You don’t have to repay me. I did it because I like you and Mark. He deserves to be happy. This tradition of Wolf Fang should be eliminated. This is old school.” “You’re right. It’s like testing the Moon Goddess.” “Don’t worry, Mark will protect you. I’ll be here when the time comes.” “I heard that Gabriel was calling Mark every time you’re here.” “That punk is getting on my nerves.” “You can’t blame him. I can see how much he loves you.” “Mark is like my brother, Kayden is my best friend, and you are my friend too. I don’t know why need to be jealous of all of you.”

I think it is one of the memories I had forgotten, but what is the reason why I sold it? "You have an attack one day, and your parents plan to bring you abroad for treatment, and since Alex and I will go with you and we don't know when we come back, you sell the unit," Jason answered my unspoken question. "Is there a possibility I can get it back? That place is important to me." I felt a tug in my heart just thinking about my old place. I wondered why, but it felt like that place held some memories I had forgotten. Maybe when I stay there again, it can help me regain my lost memories.

Pens. I have four major obsessions in life that I can’t help but hoard, but pens are my favorite. Each pen tells a story the owner abandoned once their ink or purpose ran out. I guess I identify with them. A little too much. So I care for them, give them a home, so they don’t feel used and discarded. Fountain pens. Ballpoints. Markers. Fineliners. Even a quirky set of glitter gel pens shaped like cartoon characters that I refuse to part with. They’re not clutter. They’re me.

Logan was already opening his luggage, handing Israel his gifts when I walked in. “Mom! Look at what Dad bought me!” Israel exclaimed, proudly displaying his new toy cars. “They’re nice,” I said quietly, then sat on the couch. Logan handed Israel a small box and told him to give it to me. Inside was a beautiful, expensive necklace—exactly my taste. But I couldn’t remember the last time my husband had bought me anything out of love. Everything seemed calm. Logan looked pleased. I felt… peaceful. Until my phone rang. I reached for it instinctively, but Logan’s voice cut through the air sharply.