In My Possession Novels & Stories

Mount on her until she could no longer yearn other men. She was mine to have. Mine to claim. Mine to mark. My mate. My possession. MINE!!

“We have a United flight, nonstop to Maui,” Lisa replied. “Oh, yeah ... I guess I’m saving a little money, too...” “And what’s that supposed to mean?” Kim inquired. “Oh...” Lisa replied vaguely. “There seems to be a bit of an ownership issue...” “And what’s that mean?” “Well, PHA Properties may still own it...” “Or... ?” “Or Bill Clifford does.” “And... ?” “Oh, it really doesn’t make any difference,” Lisa replied brightly. “Neither of them will let me pay ... And, oh yeah...”

"Of course I am too possessive of people who I consider are mine. So don't even think of changing." ....... [Jacqueline's POV] I know how it feels to never be good enough for someone. How it feels when the people we love don't love us back. Or how it feels when they don't even recognize us. why wouldn't I know? I am A girl who fights her insecurities every day. Who knew better than me, possession is nothing but a feeling of insecurity we develop to deal with our extrinsic circumstances. To fake our insecurities in a wrapped-up great word. But who am I to give someone fake hope.

“Trust me, Robert, I understand more than you think. But maybe you don’t understand how things work with me.” She frowned, taken aback by his sudden change in tone. “What do you mean?” Damien leaned in, lowering his voice so only she could hear. “Once something’s mine, it’s mine. I don’t just give things back. And right now, that letter? It’s mine.” Her eyes widened in disbelief. “You… you’re unbelievable. It’s just a piece of paper! It doesn’t mean anything to you.” He chuckled, leaning back again. “Maybe it doesn’t. But it means something to you. And that makes it worth keeping.”

“It is mine right now. Belongs to me. I own it.” I lifted almost all off, letting the head slip free. The sensation of emptiness was sharp, sudden, and I dropped back down hard. “And I’m going to use it. I’m going to wreck it.”

I was momentarily swept away, drifting into a world of my own. Suddenly, his words pierced through my thoughts like a sharp knife, bringing me crashing back to reality. "Mine. All mine," he declared, his possessiveness hanging heavily in the air. How dare he lay claim to me as if I were some object to be owned? I am nobody’s property! Who gave him the right to own me as his?

However, one part of his sentence stands out to me. “I don’t belong to you. I’m not a possession.” “No, you’re not a possession, that would imply that I own you. What you are, is precious to me. You are mine to love, mine to protect. That’s what I mean when I say you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather possessive. But I’m an Alpha, you’ll have to get used to it.”

My mind is already spinning, replaying the conversation and the phantom image of Angela with another man. Possession. That’s what this is. She’s mine. No one else has the right to her.

I gathered the courage to speak. His lips curled into a wicked smile as if he derived pleasure from seeing me tense. “Since you say I don't own you. You think you can just leave? You think you can walk out of my life and I’ll let you? You’re mine, Lillian. You’ve been mine since the moment I laid eyes on you.” “I am not your possession.” I spoke gently, my body already giving in to his grip. I used all of my strength to press his chest, but it didn't move him. Instead, his grip tightened on my waist. My body became immovable.

“You plan on reuniting with your Prince charming?” “At least he won't keep me locked up.” My hand slipped to the back of her neck. “Listen to me Hillary, you are mine, contract or no contract, you'll always be mine. You get that?” “I am not your possession, you can't own me and you don't own me.” “You are, I own you. Nothing can change that.” She pushed me with all her strength. “Fuck you!” I walked towards her, closing the gab between us. She placed her hand on my chest to prevent me from coming any closer.