Lucas Possessive Novels & Stories

Max nodded his head before he walked out of the room. “ I can't believe you were jealous,” I said, with a smirk on my face. “ Don't tease me, princess.” “ Yes I was jealous because you are mine…… only mine,” he said, taking a step closer to me until he stood only an inch away from me. Grabbing my waist he pulled me closer. “ You can't even imagine how much a Lycan can be possessive when it comes to their mate's,” he added, closing the distance between us.

She said. " So possessive. " Lucas chuckled, feeling happy that she was possessive of him. " What do you think? Of course, I'm possessive, you are mine. " She declared, pulling him and kissing him passionately not caring about who was watching " Enough pda sister, you are going to make someone green with jealousy." Martina commented, her eyes staring at Tina with mockery. " It's good that my sister-in-law was there. That debt was long overdue." Dimitri said glaring at Tina. How could they forget how that woman hurt Lucas in the past.

"If I’m just an asset, why are you out here in the dark with me instead of in your office signing checks?" Lucas didn't answer with words. He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine...not a kiss, but a ghost of one, a taunt. "Because even the most expensive assets need to be reminded who holds the key to the cage." He pulled back abruptly, the cold air rushing into the space he had occupied. He looked at me one last time...a look that was half-hunger and half-hatred—before turning on his heel and walking back into the shadows of the library.

He glared at Joan, his jaw tightening in frustration. “I think you should leave. Now,” Lucas said through gritted teeth. “Before I do something you’ll regret.” “Oh, you wouldn’t dare,” Joan shot back, her smirk unwavering. “Have you forgotten that I own this building now? Everything you own is mine. You should be lucky I haven’t posted about it yet. Otherwise, they’d be dragging you into this mess too. Wouldn’t that be cute?”

Lucian glanced down at Thalynn, his hand sliding a fraction lower on Thalynn's back, a possessive, almost intimate adjustment of his posture. "I am not interested in seeking out an equal, gentlemen," Lucian declared, his eyes burning into Thalynn’s profile. "I am interested in securing a partner whose presence is absolutely necessary to my success, and whose loyalty is guaranteed by the strength of my will. A true partner is one who cannot, and will not, leave." The language was so blatantly possessive, so laden with the private truth of their arrangement, that Thalynn felt a wave of internal nausea. He was being publicly, ruthlessly claimed as Lucian’s property, shielded from expulsion only

If it was anyone else, they'd be licking the floor by now for even breathing near my wine collection but I refrain myself because Lucifer Genovese is the one who helped me and my family get back their glory, he is the one pulling all the strings and all I had to do was wrap a thin wire across my father's neck and cut off his oxygen—which I was more than glad to do. "Nicole Russo," he starts. His empty, grey eyes access my every move but I remain unfazed on the outside, quietly sipping my drink. However, on the inside—ice ran through my veins because anything that comes out of his mouth, or any person who has the privilege of even being noticed by him, needs salvation. Nevertheless, a muscle

Or maybe guarding what he thought belonged to him. "I said," the stranger repeated, his tone colder now, "step away." Lucas, that name fell from Matteo's lips like a warning. "You're late." He said it without turning. "And you're possessive," Lucas replied smoothly, ignoring Matteo's barb as he took another step closer.

Home is right here, right now, but we may not realize it and therefore not experience Home, or Essence as much as we might. ❤❤❤❤ EFFECT OF THE FULL MOON (Mating Part 1) ❤❤❤❤ "She is very beautiful." Lucifer said not knowing when he spit out the words. "Yes I know Lucas, beautiful and all MINE." Dean said possessive making sure the 'Mine' word passes a warning message to Lucas who just smiled at him.

"I don't care if he is your childhood friend or not. I don't want him touching you. You are mine, and mine alone." Luna nodded, "Alright I won't let him touch me, happy?" she asked and held his arms. Arthur's muscles relaxed a little as she nodded and agreed not to let Jacob touch her. He felt a flicker of satisfaction at her compliance, his possessive instincts somewhat soothed. "Yes," he replied, his voice still firm. "That makes me happy. I just... I don't like the thought of anyone else touching you. You're mine, and I don't want to share you with anyone."

The thought of Adrian touching her, holding her, owning her, it made his blood boil with something dangerous. “You don’t belong to him,” Lucas murmured, his voice low and filled with an obsession that ran too deep. His gaze darkened as he lifted the picture closer, his lips grazing the surface in a slow, possessive kiss before he placed it carefully inside his drawer. Safe. Hidden. Then, he reached for his phone. His fingers hovered over the screen for a moment before he finally dialed a number. The call barely rang twice before the person on the other end picked up.