In My Possession Novels & Stories

His hands closed around my wrists and held firm, stopping me completely, his grip iron-tight. “Don’t,” he said quietly, his eyes steady on mine. “You won’t get anywhere fighting me. And even if you got past me, you wouldn’t make it far.” “Let go of me, you arrogant—” I pulled against his hold, fury burning through every part of me. “So fiery,” he said, and something in the way he said it made my skin crawl. “I appreciate that. But you’re not going anywhere.” “I am not something you get to own,” I spat, still pulling. “I am not a possession. I’m a person.”

She told me how she'll be staying with grandpa, who's finally getting discharged soon. I went over to the small area behind the tall apple tree and took out a box covered in dust from behind the bushes. It was used to be my secret box. No one knew about it. I used to keep stuff in it when I was small. And I'm sure no one will notice the file in it, now either. I stuffed the file inside and blew out a sigh of relief. Finally. Now, I need to go to that party.

As if the fabric might dissolve if I handled it too roughly. "Beautiful," I breathed, the word inadequate but the only one I had. "Elliot." My name, drawn out, half-plea and half-prayer. "Shh. Let me. Let me look at you. My wife. Mine." The possessiveness rose in my chest, unfamiliar and unexpected. I'd never thought of myself as a possessive person. Never felt the need to claim, to mark, to declare ownership in any way that mattered. But looking at her now, laid out in my bed in nothing but lace and skin and trust, the feeling settled into my bones with the weight of truth.

Suddenly, all the plates in my hand slipped off and fell to the ground. I froze, unable to move.. That voice... That voice... Oh no... "Diego "he said again casually. "I hear you have something I want in your possession " I wasn't hearing things, it was him. I think Diego sensed who it was already. "Well I'm not a thief and whatever is in my possession, is mine "I said, not even with a glimpse of worry. "I'm not saying you stole from me, maybe it stumbled into your possession, I don't know, but I'd like to have it back "he replied.

Boldly and vociferously claiming me in her home as our juices territorialized each other, showing utter dominance and possession. “I know,” I relaxed. “You are all mine.”

"you're going to be in my possession as long as I want it." Tbc... Hope you enjoy reading this and make sure to follow, vote and comment. XOXO

Someones pov: "Did you get the information ,I asked you to find out ." "Yes sir its all here in this pen drive." "Seriously all of it .good job ,I will double your payment." "Just a few more days and I will come to get you. don't worry my love emliy .I made a mistake before and I will make sure to not make that mistake again . This time you will leave him your self and when you do ,I will take you far away from him .

I moaned loudly as his fingers skillfully pleasured me, making me wetter with each movement. "Fuck," he moaned and turned me over. He slammed his lips onto mine, kissing me possessively and hungrily. I held onto his head and ground my body against his. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, then he broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. As I held his gaze, I noticed he held so many emotions in his eyes, but the one that stood out was possession. "I own you," he said, and I gulped, not out of fear, but because of how my body reacted to his words. "You are mine," he added, and I gulped again. "I…" he wanted to say something, but then he stopped and sighed.

Will paused in front of a heavy door before opening it with a sudden click. Inside, the room was vast and organized with meticulous precision. Gun racks lined the walls, each firearm gleaming under the sunlight. Shelves held knives, ammunition, and tactical equipment. It was unmistakably a private armory. Aurora’s face betrayed nothing, but as her eyes roamed around the room, they glimmered with pure excitement. Her lips parted slightly, though no sound escaped.

I found them on the cupboard beside her bed. I looked through each of them, they all had inscriptions on it so I grabbed the one that was for Hernando’s study, putting it in my backside pocket. I needed to hurry so I could return it before she comes back. Suddenly, I heard the door opened and footsteps approaching. I froze.