Favorite Possession Novels & Stories

She stacked them in several layers, then placed them in the farthest corner. Done. Pandora smiled faintly as she pushed the cart into place as the final step. It was positioned just a short distance from the bed, then her fingers pulled the lever to lock the wheels so it wouldn’t slide away. Pandora was about to turn and leave the room, but she halted her movement just as she was about to lift her foot when she noticed Kingston standing frozen with his back to the closed doorframe. One of his hands was holding something; the shape and overall appearance of the object were familiar to Pandora. Something that belonged to her. It had been taken by Kingston a long time ago; it was quite surprisi

I muttered and she smiled before turning around and kissing my lips. "I love you too Ethan" I will never get used to hearing her say that It gave me goosebumps and butterflies everything she said it. It felt like I was a highschooler with her but I didn't mind. All for her She became mine to posses the day she walked into that door with my parents She was my possession We have finally come to the end of this book 😁😁😁 It was very fun writing about these two characters.

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The one possession of my mom that I had always wished I had. It was a necklace. At first sight, it wasn’t anything special, it was a pure gold necklace with a very thin chain. It was the pendant I loved most, it was a moon and a star, the star was joined with the moon, and and I loved it. I didn’t know my mom much, but I loved to think about it as my mother’s most prized possession. My mom was the moon, and I was the star. She was always in my heart, yet I never felt her warm touch.

because no matter what the situation is when I get chocolate, I become less sad. We got home and even before we got inside, everything reminded me of my parents. I looked at my brother and didn’t want him to see me reminiscing about things that remind me of our parents. I saw the struggle in his eyes, as he tried to not let things affect him. Our family butler and the other staff came out to welcome us. “Welcome Miss, young master”. He said respectfully. As the others also followed suit. My parents were not just ordinary business people. They were millionaires. And they were one of the richest people in our country.

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"I live in your house; I don't know if that counts. Besides, how can that hurt you? I'm a free girl." "In that you are mine alone! From this moment on, I forbid you to be seen with this man or anyone else. Do you understand?" he asked in a domineering tone, and she opened her eyes wide in the face of this attack of possessiveness. To have been not to possess. You can have what you don't want. Possession is having and enjoying what you have. José Saramago.

Tristan used to say, "Books are my brain's comfort food" His eyes moved up and down the length of the shelf. He had read almost all the books. Every book was hardbound with their names written in gold. He hesitated for a moment, too reluctant to touch something so beautifully kept. As he scanned the bookshelf once again, deciding from where to start, his eyes stopped on the third book in 'Lord of the Rings' series. Tristan loved to keep his books in order. He frowned. That's strange. He doesn't remember Tristan owning another copy of the third book as he clearly remembers that he had borrowed the book and then forgot to give it back. The third book is with him ever since then. That time it w

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.

~ After meeting the staff, we headed to the penthouse. “Why?” I finally asked quietly. He knew exactly what I meant. “Because I believe you can do it.” “You never told me your mother owned D’Lise Designs.” “You clearly had no idea,” he replied. “The way you admired the jewelry without mentioning her gave it away.” I looked at the window, overwhelmed. This was my childhood dream. But why would he hand something so important to me? He still considered me responsible for Cara’s condition. So why trust me with his mother’s company?