I Wish You Were Mine Novels & Stories

I laugh. "Shh. I stole it from my mum. It tastes good tho." He winks at me. "Oh gosh. I would like to taste that too." I say and we both laugh, not that loud. "So, shall we?" He asks. "Why not." "Great!" 🎶I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy. I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need. I love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do

Our SAT results came back, and our parents booked a private room at a Michelin-starred steakhouse to celebrate. Over dinner, they began discussing how we should apply to the same university so we could keep looking out for each other. I looked across the table at Derek and asked politely, “Derek, which university are you planning to apply to?” The moment the words left my mouth, comments suddenly flashed across my vision. [Here she goes again. Is this desperate side character going to apply to the same university as the male lead?] [I feel so bad for him. Just to keep the close ties between the families, he has to be okay with her clinging to him for three whole years!] [Don’t worry. H

Dandelion into the wind you go Won’t you let my darling know that I’m in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you’d be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you’ll be mine Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time I’m in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you’d be mine, mine <3

I replied. Talia's sigh echoed from the other end of the line. "What a shame. I'll transfer the money I promised to your account shortly." I stared blankly at the photo on the nightstand. I had lied to her. It was never just about gratitude. But six years had shown me the truth—Wayne would never love me. More importantly, I was tired now. After a brief pause, I responded, "Thank you." It was time to leave. Time to start living for myself.

"Is there a reason you're staring at me like that?" "You are beautiful," Adrian said smiling. "And you are just realizing that now?" She sighed. "Adrian, what do you want from me?" "It's been a while since you called me by that name," Adrian said feeling good about it. "Mr Wolfe, what do you want from me?" "I want you. Elena, I have missed you dearly. I just want you back in my life." "Oh, Mr Wolfe, you lost me the second you let me walk through that door three years ago."

" I want you to be my doll, a doll who can not do anything without her owner, and your owner is I, " " I want your heart, your body, your skin, and your soul all mine, just mine", " No, one has a right to see this beauty, no one has a right to come near this beauty, just me, only me......," he said. "You know I am insane for you, I can not explain what you mean to me, but I just want to say you are my passion, you are my everything, "

--- Do you guys want to see MeSsio's dreamy wedding, or do you want to know who stole those hot, sexy men from the border? Whisper: *I wish it was me, *sobs**

The silence in the room became deafening as the group dwindled down to just me. An odd sense of disappointment took over while the stillness grew as if a hope that I had not even realized I had been harboring deflated. Despite knowing that Master Kevin and Mistress Alyssa had never promised more than that one night, I felt stupid for ever having wished for more. "It never would have worked anyway," I whispered to myself morosely. "What never would have worked?" Master Kevin asked, popping into my view.

So here you go. You look better in my fantasy I saw you when I was young All I wanted to do Was to be with you I worked and worked So I could be worthy I ran away So I can run towards you Now I stand before you But what do I feel that You look better in my fantasy You look better in my fantasy You were kind in my mind You were soulful in my heart Why do you seem so bleak now Did I miss something when we were apart Is it me that changed Or is it you

The kind of love I’d stopped believing existed. He leaned his forehead against mine, breathing with me. “I just want to see you happy. That’s enough for me.” A broken sob tore from my throat and I threw my arms around him, clinging tightly. He hummed into my hair, patting my back. I clutched him tighter, hot tears spilling down my cheeks as I choked on the words I wanted to say; I wish it was you. I wish I was mated to you. Not Rayne. Not the man who had shattered me beyond repair.