My Possessive Novels & Stories

Probably part of his work. "Honestly, I'm not baby. I'm not". He admits, which is one of the things she loves about him. He may be possessive but he is vocal about his feelings. "What's wrong?". Trina quietly asks, still running her fingers through his hair, paying full attention to him. His hair had always been something that Trina seemed to be fascinated about because no matter how much you run your fingers through it, it seem to always fall back into the pattern it originally was in.

MY WHOLE LIFE—whenever I think that things couldn't go worse—life yells surprise and the next second everything goes downhill. The ball, the phone, Alessio, haven't left my mind along with his words, I will give you what you want. I am not having trouble believing Alessio but I'm having trouble thinking about what I want.

It was clear that he was just as perplexed by the question as I was for the answer. He couldn't fathom why he felt so strongly towards me, especially when he was supposed to despise me. His confusion was clear, evident in the furrow of his brows as he pondered my question. Then, after a few moments of contemplation, his response was both unexpected and possessive. "It's because you're mine," he declared, his voice low and intense. "Anything that falls under my domain and is under my control automatically becomes my possession, and i don'tallow anyoneto touch it except me."

asked Chiara incredulously. “No,” I said calmly. “I would kill someone who wins your heart.” Chiara frowned. “Are you so macho that you would apply the phrase 'if she's not mine, she's nobody's'?” questioned Chiara, and I sighed. “Yes,” I admitted and looked at her earnestly, unashamed to show her my nastiness. “I'm possessive like that.” “Thank you for letting me know,” Chiara said sarcastically. “I'm not lying,” I said with a smile.

Pandora had to bravely change positions to sit hugging her legs while glancing fearfully at the cheetah. "King ...." "I hope you don't mind—" "Who let them come?" "I—I mean, my mom forced me to—" "I don't accept any guests." "But my father is. If you suddenly refuse his visit. What will I tell him then?" Pandora thinned her lips to hold back the rest of the sentence that was hanging at the tip of her throat. Discouraged because she understood, there was no point in arguing here. Winning her argument was an impossible feat. Kingston owned every piece of property and everything in the palatial building—including the patent on Pandora's body.

And then he smirked and looked back up at me. "You'd be bruised from my grip. Your thighs would tremble for days. And that little ache between your thighs? I'll ruin it until it's raw from how many times you cum. I don't fuck to please, Eve. I fuck to possess." Oh, God. My heart broke into a marathon. "And when I possess you, you won't belong to yourself anymore. You'll breathe for me. You'll come for me. You'll live for me. And only me."

Esther shook in fear, “Don't worry as long as someone loves you, they won't think of hurting you trust me” “Really?” “Of course” “Are you possessive?” “Me?” He asked pointing at himself “Hmmm” I nodded “Nhhhh, I've never been in love, I use to be a playboy and I've never loved any of them, so I don't know what being possessive is, maybe when I'm in love I can get to experience that feeling”

After a moment, she asked softly, "And obsession?" Cassian's eyes narrowed slightly as he considered the question. "Obsession and possessiveness can look similar from the outside, but they're very different from love, and from each other," he replied. "Possessiveness is a need to control. It's when you want someone to yourself so intensely that you start expecting them to act only as you want, to belong to you in every way."

There's room for both of us. Paige climbs in. I climb in beside her. "This is ours," she whispers. "This is ours," I say. She falls asleep. Her hand in mine. I stay awake a little longer. Watching the city. Watching her. This is ours. I never thought I'd have this. But now that I do, I'm never letting go.

My breathing is ragged,pissed off that he stopped. “You can’t fully claim me as yours” “You act as if that’s gonna stop me.I think you underestimate just how far I’ll go to prove that you’re mine now.” I just wanted him to continue so I gave in. “I’m…yours”. “Damn right.Mine.Now and always Tiana.” The way he says it feels less like possession and more like a vow.