Forever To Be Mine Novels & Stories

Not now and never. "Ariel, look at your mate. The same one you swore to keep forever and never leave. Who remains madly in love with you no matter what comes our way," I whisper, taking a step closer to her. I cup her chin gently and lift her face to mine. I read fear, desperation and insecurity in her silver eyes. She shivers slightly at the touch of my hand. Yes, I can feel it too, those hot sparks that are the core of my existence. "You feel it too, it's still there. And will never go away as long as I live. You are mine, Ariel. I won't let anyone else have you. I'll keep you forever, just for me."

Just four more days, and she’d be mine forever. Then a thought came to me. For the first time in my life, forever didn’t feel like a curse. It felt like freedom.

“You were perfect.” I close my eyes. Three hundred and fifty years. And in one night, one tiny lunar girl rewrote every rule of my existence. I’m never letting her go. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Not when the sun burns out and the gods themselves turn to dust. She is mine. And I am hers. Forever.

I open it up, and it simply says: ~ Hunter, My love, my life, everything I want for eternity. Be my King, claim me as your Queen, for eternity! I vow to never leave your side! Forever, My Love, Change me ~Love your Gem. My love, my everything, my rare gem, she has returned to me, and I am never letting her go!

"Give me more. I need it. I need you." He slides inside me again, still hard, orc stamina defying human logic. And I know this is my life now. Being filled. Being bred. Being claimed over and over by the monster who conquered my kingdom. I've never wanted anything more. "Forever." He growls against my ear as he starts to thrust, as my body rises to meet him despite exhaustion. "You're mine forever, princess. My mate. My queen. My perfect little breeder." "Forever." I agree, meeting his thrusts, already climbing toward another orgasm. "Yours. Only yours. Always yours."

I whispered, lifting her hand to my lips. “Mine.” Her fingers brushed gently across my jaw. “My husband.” She smiled. “Mine.”

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

She was going to cum again soon, and I could as well release my load into her the moment she came. "I love how you squeeze me," I moaned and grazed the tender spot with my fangs this time around. "This might hurt," I gave her a short warning, slamming the entire length of my cock inside of her in one hard and deep thrust. She screamed and at that moment, I sank my teeth into her skin, marking her and making her fucking mine and mine alone! I tagged her, marking her as my own. Only mine! Forever and ever! "I love you, mine!" I confessed as I kissed her hair and pulled out of her.

"You are mine, and you shall always be mine." A shiver racks through Amelia's body as Alex nips at her skin, eyes hooded and gaze fixed on his woman. A steady chant of mine, mine, mine calls out to her. Amelia doesn't even know if Alex is saying the words out loud. He's too focused on the heady feeling invading her mind, possessive and claiming and as dark as Alex himself. His, his, his. "You and I are one forever."

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙