Mine Not Yours Novels & Stories

This may be the end of He Was Never Mine, but it’s only the beginning of my writing journey. I truly hope you’ll continue walking that journey with me. Until our next story… With all my love, Precious Rose ❤️

Never. !

She is only mine. Xx____xX

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

Fear? No one spoke after that. Zane didn’t mean to find himself outside Andrei’s quarters. Didn’t mean to knock. Didn’t mean to care. But the door opened before he could decide if he would really wanted to be here. Andrei stood there, shirtless, jaw tense, eyes unreadable. “What?” He asked almost dismissively. Zane pushed inside. Andrei let him. The air inside smelled of pine and steel and smoke. “I’m not a game piece,” Zane said softly. “And you don’t get to pretend I don’t exist when it suits you.”

Nothing. *******

Not while I'm alive. *****************************************

Min’s grip was unyielding. They reached the heavy fire door. Min kicked it open. They stepped into the concrete stairwell. The heavy door slammed shut, cutting off the jazz music and the laughter. Silence. Cold, muffled concrete. Min shoved Yoon. Yoon stumbled, crashing into the rough wall. He slid down, gasping. "Who are you? Do you want money? I can wire you—" Min took off the fake glasses. He tucked them into his pocket. He wiped the charming smile off his face, revealing the monster underneath.

Not from pride. Not while she is mine.

“You are not she.” I had chosen the orchard for its openness, for the space it allowed me to step away if I wished. And yet even beneath open sky, even with room enough to retreat, I did not. It was not the closeness of the alcove that undid me. It was him. His knuckles brushed my cheek, then lingered there, as though reacquainting themselves with something cherished. “Do not speak of relinquishing me,” he murmured. “I will not yield you to another.”