If You Were Mine Book Novels & Stories

She was mine and I would have her even though it was the last thing I ever did. I mind linked my beta as I ran deeper into the first. I'm coming for you, Phoebe.

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How could I tell him there was no one in the whole universe, except him, who could ever touch me. Suddenly, Phill appeared from behind, once again. I was a little relieved but then everything turned upside down. Phill grabbed me by my waist, squeezed me, pulling me away from Jake. " It's mine! ” I felt like someone dropped an atom bomb over me. Jake almost stumbled behind. My hands immediately reached out to hold him. But he ignored me. I could see his eyes turn blood red as he glared at Phill for a few minutes. Then he slowly turned towards me, "Are you going to just stand there and not even try to deny it? ”

Finally she is mine. **********************

I am here because you are. Yours, Winnie, your author.

This woman is mine. And I've claimed what's mine. The End.

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Only mine. *********************

In the end, the inquisitive one won but first, I listened for footsteps and when I could make out none, I got off the bed and went for the book, flicking its first page open. The only person who could give me a book was Zena but it was also weird, what kind of book it was. It wasn’t the usual one we both read and enjoyed. It was some sort of self-help book and its title was even more weird. “Kicking trauma’s butt with style!”

It was mostly the elders that knew about the library and what it contains. I had not even told Kat, mate, about it. We've not had even a month for ourselves. Ever since we met, it's been one fight to the other. I wasn't going to give up. Whenever I think about the pains she must be going through, I get angrier. "The imprinting of wolves," I read the name of the book. Was this the one? I've been in this room for days now. I was clinging on to this as my last hope.