Harry Potter Fanfiction Possessive Fleur Novels & Stories

I have been trying to tell her about my mate to break our engagement but whenever I am around her, I get this peacefully exotic sensation all over my body. She touches my hand and I become putty in her hands. I start to feel like I am in love. With Aster. ****** Just as Liam entered inside Aster's room, the strong scent of rose flowers hit him straight. It was the same smell that always came from Aster. It made him dizzy and somewhat.. agonisingly horny. But Aster's scent was not like Eva's scent. Eva's scent was naturally pure. Like a soft touch of nature's beauty in rain. He shook his head hard to clear out the fog that had suddenlystarted to cloud his mind. He needed to focus. He had deci

His eyes were completely dark, burning with a dangerous mix of anger and obsession. "Stop fighting me," Arthur growled, his voice a low, vibrating threat. "You are here. You are mine. You wear my ring. You sleep in my house. You eat my food." "I will kill you," Flora sobbed, her strength fading as she struggled against his unbreakable grip. "I swear to God, I will kill you." Arthur stared at her tear-stained face, his anger suddenly melting into a twisted, dark smile. He leaned down and pressed a hard, bruising kiss against her neck.

“Because they didn’t do anything wrong. And they happen to be some of my favorite kinds of flowers. So excuse me for wanting to enjoy a little beauty in my life—hey!” Pasha grabs the vase from my car without asking. “Give them back!” I yelp. “I don’t want to throw them out!” “I’ll take good care of them,” he spits. “You can come see them whenever you want.” “Pasha—” “No.” He steadies his gaze on me again, but instead of anger or impatience, it’s a very targeted possessiveness that hits straight at my core. “If you want flowers, tell me. I’ll send you flowers. I’ll deliver them myself. But no way in hell is another man going to fill your home with some pathetic attempt to woo you away from me

“Done.” Staring at me, Harry threatened to kiss me, but I put my hands up, interrupting his advance. “Oh, darling, you wouldn't want your brother to notice that, would you?” I smiled innocently, pretending to be upset. “We'll have time for that later.” “Of course…” Harry reluctantly stepped back. “Where were you going?” “I want to see if this has any use when it comes to restraining the beast. I can control it, but who knows, maybe we can extract its strength and transfer its dominance to you!” I stared at him confidently.

When he began walking towards her, she stayed still, heart thrumming in excitement. He stalked forward with measured steps, almost similar to a beast approaching its helpless prey. That was a perfect analogy to describe their relationship, She was a powerless prey. He was a ferocious beast prepared to devour. The only difference was that she would let him. He cupped her cheeks in his large calloused palm, instinctively she leaned into his touch, eyes fluttering shut. Then he whispered, lips brushing gently against hers, "Hello, Flower."

Children. The word arrived quietly and sat there like a stone dropped in still water, spreading its rings outward through everything I thought I knew. Vampires. My chest was doing something I had no control over, hammering fast and getting faster, and I pressed my palm harder against the mud and willed myself down, smaller, quieter, nothing, nobody, not here, not real, not worth the attention of whatever was on the other side of the boulder making calculations about hunger. "What?" The second voice sharpened.

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.

With those words, she impulsively pressed her lips against David's, sending a surge of electricity through them both. As their lips remained entwined, Flora's hand discreetly reached for the chair beside her. Swiftly, she picked up a peculiar handkerchief shaped like a hammer. Without hesitation, she gently placed it over David's nose, releasing an intoxicating fragrance into the air. In an instant, David's eyelids grew heavy, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Whether it was at the gate of the academy or on the road to the lab, that familiar black vehicle was always in sight. Jason had sent thousands of red roses and even booked the most expensive restaurant for us. I simply gave him a sideways glance and mumbled in a low voice, "You should know that if a senior healer wanted to cripple you, she doesn't even need to lift her hand completely." Jason's face turned pale, but the obsession in his eyes only grew deeper. It was as if he were under a spell, falling in love with the version of me that was too strong for him to control. And it was at that moment that I finally saw the truth of this man.

He whispered that sent shivers down her spine. “Diamond Fletcher…” He met her eyes on the mirror as he said his last line. “That's the only name who can own you. Remember that.” He added before digging his sharp fangs in her flesh. “Uhmp!” She painfully moaned when she felt him, sipping the blood in her neck. He held her tighter with a possessive manner as he let her witnessed what he was doing using the mirror in front of them. He traced her skin and he put his thumb inside her mouth which she automatically bit. She was biting his thumb hard, hoping that it could lessen the pain.