He's Mine Not Yours Novels & Stories

"This is the charm you gave me when I woke up in the hospital after nearly dying. You said you wanted me to be safe for the rest of my life, you remember?" I did. This was the protective charm I prayed for, after the ninety-ninth time sleeping with him, praying for his safety and happiness. I looked at him coldly. "What's the use of all this talk? It's too late. I've fallen out of love with you. "Did you hear that? I don't love you anymore. Get that in your head." Shane froze as tears welled up in his eyes, and he sounded like he was on the verge of crying. "I don't believe you! You must be lying to me!"

Ben Hearts," she added. "Oh my, she is the one," Max thought to himself, " So I was right all along, how do I explain to her, I'm Max. B. Charleston and she is here to meet Ben Hearts, God! Why did I have to create names, she'll probably think that I am a lair," Max was at war with himself. " Wait, she may fall in love with me if I told her that I am the one, no no, don't think that way, that's too fast, I can't tell her that I am Ben, not yet,"

“Good. It’s obvious the love for you is gone, and well, we just don’t care about the love you have for him.” “You were listening?” “Every last word! He’s mine, Theresa. And I won’t let you take him back.” “I’m not trying to anymore Terri.” “You never would have either. He knows what’s good for him. Who’s good for him.” “Oh, yes, tying him on a leash and never letting go, is so good for him? Get over yourself Terri. You ain’t good for him. Never will be either. He needs a woman, not a little girl trying to be a little groupie.”

"That's fine. Let's fight for what we want. But please, whatever happens, don't forget that you are mine. You can fly as much as you want, but, you will have to land in your nest, our nest." "All right. I promise." "What do you promise?" "To never forget that I am yours and you, you are mine. That will help me remember the way to my home." "What is your home?" "Wherever you are. Where you and my brother are," I answer and he kisses me as the school bell rings. "I'm glad you know that. Now, always remember that, girl. Because I never forget who I own" Stephen whispers against my lips and I smile. I like what he says to me and causes in me his words, they are nice things.

you brought a man twice your age to our door step and almost made out with him “ she said and my eyes went wide open “ twice my age ? don’t be ridiculous “ I said with a laugh , trying to remember Damon’s age when I was making researches about him “ he’s twenty five years old “ I said and she shrugged ;” so , you’re twenty , and a college student , what does he do ?” She asked as she walked to the kitchen and I followed “ he’s a business man , he owns some clubs , and companies “ i explained and she shook her head , pouring water “ those are the men you must stay away from Anna sweetheart , nothing good comes out of them “ she said as she handed me a glass of water She always does that , my

” Get the lady in the backseat out and put her in the guestroom on the second floor “, he instructed while loosening the noose of his tie and making his way to the large door of his villa. Bianca yawns, rubbing her eyes repeatedly till she woke up,” it’s so soft and comfy here” she said while immersing herself deeper into the soft feather pillows.” You’re finally up miss”, a housekeeper said as she entered the room with a glass of water and medication.”Where am I ?”Bianca asks .” This is Mr.Damian Rivers’ villa”, the housekeeper replied.”Who’s that?”Bianca asked. The housekeeper looked at her with a surprised expression on her face, then she replied,” He is the Manager of the Windcracker gro

He said, and I scoffed. “Son, this is something that I don’t think you understand; however, I am going to explain it to you anyway.” I said, taking one slow step toward him. “This house and everything that you see here is mine. Your woman, the woman that you believe is yours to be exact, is mine. YOUR soul is mine if I want to have it.”

he replied sharply. “That’s not the point,” I said back. He leaned closer, cutting off my words. “No matter what happens,” he said slowly, each word deliberate, “you belong to me. And you should never forget that.” My breath hitched. The possessiveness in his tone should have scared me. But instead, it confused me. Do I belong to him? “I am not your property,” I whispered. His eyes darkened. “I didn’t call you my property,” he replied calmly. “I simply said that you are mine.”

how much was really for me. I didn't want love built on a kid. If it was not real, I didn't want it. So I didn't take what Bryson was offering. We were just Kyle's parents. Nothing more.

“You said you were mine. That means every part of you belongs to me. Your heart, your mind, your fucking body is mine. Am I clear?” “Uh,” I answered, unable to form a complete word. My heavy breasts bounced in front of me, desperate for attention. My makeup was ruined as tears gathered in my eyes. Sex was such a lovely thing. How come nobody told me this earlier? “No other man gets to touch you. They don’t even get to look at you.” I turned around and looked at him through my lashes. “I’m yours,” I assured him. “You’re mine.” He repeated as though he wanted to make sure himself. “Only mine.”