Mine To Hold Novels & Stories

She gripped the blanket around her, seeking refuge from the mixed emotions flooding her heart. "Mine, are you awake?" Seth asked softly, but with anxiety in his voice. Jasmine didn't answer, just remained silent in uncertainty. Seth, feeling no response, tried again. "You've been crying for too long, Mine. Can such sadness stay with me? Am I not enough for you, Mine?"

There was nothing left on the room except for the bed and the sofa. "What the hell?" I sat on the edge looking at the room. "I had Simon clean it up while we were inside the bathroom." He stated. "When did you talk with him?" I asked. "While were inside the bathroom. It's called mind link. I can talk with anyone in my pack through our minds." "I don't care. I'm not interested. What do you want from me?" He looked at me from head to foot and smiled wickedly. "Do you really want to know?" I grabbed a blanket and covered my body.

his voice lowered, “if you apologize for your recent behavior, I will take the seal back. I will still acknowledge you, and we can continue with our original plan for the mate bonding ritual. I will even buy you a bigger ring.” Sapphire’s eyes widened with shock, and she glared at me with hatred. I only looked at Jonah. He had handed the Council’s most powerful token to a secretary with ordinary abilities just to make me apologize and admit defeat. He still believed I would compromise, the same way I always had.

Something possessive and violent. Mine.

--- Holding the Line “Stabilize node seven,” she said, her voice steady despite the exhaustion creeping in. “If that drops, we lose the entire backend chain.” Her fingers moved with precision, her mind sharper than her body had any right to be. She wasn’t just reacting anymore. She was anticipating. Learning. Adapting. --- But Not Resting She hadn’t stopped since Elias escaped. Hadn’t allowed herself to. Because stopping meant thinking. And thinking… Was dangerous now. --- Cassian Notices

“I understand you have a business proposition for me.” “Yes, I do. Thank you for agreeing to meet with me.” Anderson nodded. “You certainly demonstrated your determination earlier. I’ll admit I had never expected a sane person to actually go through with such an obvious deterrent, but I’m impressed.” I felt a flush of embarrassment, but also the tiniest hint of pride. So my display hadn’t been for nothing after all. “Silvermoon Pack has a mine,” I began. “It’s small but productive, yielding high-quality ore that I believe would be of interest to your manufacturing operations.”

Attending to the quality of what the presence produced. After forty minutes Fen made a sound. Not a word — the specific involuntary sound that people made when something that had been locked inside them for a very long time was released by something they had not expected to release it. Rin looked up from their book. "What is it?" Rin asked. Fen pressed his hand to his chest. "Eight years," he said. "I have been holding everything for eight years. Everyone who came to me. Everything they brought. I held it because that was the function and I believed in the function." He paused. "I never — no one ever held me." He looked at Rin with the eyes of someone who has just discovered a gap in their l

"I think this one will do." I nod in agreement. "I thought you'd taken my advice and left town." He gives me a hard stare. "You really thought I'd just pick up and leave you?" He steps closer and slips his fingers under my chin, tilting my face up until only he fills my vision and the universe shrinks to just the two of us. "I told you before that you're mine and I'm not about to let you go. You asked for time to think things over, and that's what I've been trying to give you. Time. A few days to get your head on straight. Maybe you haven't seen me, but I've been here all along keeping you safe. Protecting you."

“This isn’t Hello Kitty. It’s limited edition Calvin Klein.” “I DON’T CARE.” Lucifer jumped off the bed like he couldn’t take the energy in the room anymore. Morticia followed like a shadow. Mama stood up, smoothed her dress, and gave me one last look. “And please. Don’t get your hopes up. If Theo survives, don’t pretend to be heartbroken. And if he dies…” “I’ve got new black heels. Perfect for a funeral,” I cut in. She closed her eyes for a second, took a deep breath. “You’re insufferable.”

Holden asked. “Only if you want to,” I answered. “Hell yeah,” Holden said with a slight chuckle. “You really expect me to go back to a boring position here when there’s so much more I could do to help out there? Yeah, no, I’m not staying here. You gotta be out of your mind. Besides, you need a piece of Argentum to keep as a memento.”