Kata Kata Dia Milikku Novels & Stories

I screamed as I trashed my dressing table. Theodore De’Leon is mine and if Dad won’t do anything about it then I would.

The more she keeps snooping around me, the faster she will catch me. “Look Katana” I grab onto her leg, “I swear I just want to be alive, I am not here to take the Master away from you. It is not even possible because the moon goddess will not be as cruel to make him my mate when capable people like you exist in his life. If anyone deserves to be master’s mate, it is surely you, Katana and I mean it from my heart.

She gave me a saucy look with her hands on her hips. "What's your last name Kat?" "Huh?" "Name Katarina what is it?" "Um Lyon?" "That's right and everything with that stamp on it belongs to me. You see those?" I pointed to the framed copies of the kids' birth certificates. Other people have their credentials and accomplishments on their office walls; those are mine. "They all say Lyon, that means they belong to me too, everything in this bitch belongs to me. Now I repeat; did you tell my kid she could date? Don't roll your eyes at me woman you're skating on thin ice."

Bakit nga ba parati akong hindi pinakain? 'Dahil ikaw ay isa lang laruan. Bakit pinagmasdan mo lamang na ikaw ay tratuhin nang ganoon ng isang mortal? Ang ugaling iyon ay lapastangan!' sa pagmumuni ni Miks sa kanyang sarili ay may bigla siyang nakitang masarap na pagkain sa kanyang harapan, and the one who spoke earlier was a persian cat similar to Miks in terms of origins who lay lazily at the new opened window, with its thin head lift up arrogantly at him.

There can't be anything better than that really. Kate scoffed as she stood in front of Mia. "Don't think that you are so important just because my brother is sleeping with you Mia. All men are the same. They think with thier lower body and my brother will soon get tired of you. When he does, I will be free to do whatever it is that I want with you. I can mess with you even after I have kicked you out of here so don't even think about messing with me or Isabella!" Kate said.

She demands. I remain silent. Deep in thought. One thing is certain. She will never go back to him again. I am going to take what is mine and I don’t give a shit what life she has now. She’s mine and I am never letting her get away frm me ever again. Katarina is MINE.

Kat noticed his fangs had descended. She downcast her eyes. “What the hell have I done now?” Ruben rubbed his eyes with one hand. “You told me you were owned by Basille?” “Yes…” She frowned in confusion. “So why did that great oaf of a giant fucking demon call you pet of the Overlords…Lordsssss!” Ruben emphasised the s with a fierce hiss. Kat flinched and folded her arms, hugging herself as she looked at the floor horrified. Ruben thought she looked suddenly very vulnerable and afraid…afraid of him?

“I missed this.” When I opened my eyes, Matt was staring at me with a grin. I could tell my reaction was truly amusing for him. “I am sorry, you were asking me something.” I covered my mouth while chewing on the rest of the bite. “I need you to help me organize stuff.” He said and waved his hands in the air. “I trust only you with my aunt’s belongings and there is a lot in the room I haven’t touched yet.” “Why me?” I raised my brows, but I felt happy from his decision.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

"Three years ago, didn't you say I had no power, no status, no future with you? That I'd always be at others' mercy, that I could give you nothing—that's what you said, right?" "Now the whole city is mine! I point at someone and they die! Anyone who challenges my rules pays a price a hundred times worse than death!" "You said you only wanted a man like that! And now you're telling me a 'psychopath' like me isn't good enough for a future with you—" "Shut up! Shut up! I don't want to hear it! I don't want to be with you!" I was thrashing in his arms, sobbing, tears streaming, pounding my fists against his solid arms.