Not Yours To Give Novels & Stories

"Then what should I do? How about I give myself to you?" "Shit! Don't always use the same words. I don't want you. But I believe there's someone who wants you to give yourself to her. As long as you promise her, I bet she can immediately stand up and run a marathon. She doesn't even need rehabilitation. That's a waste of time and money."

"I gave him everything, and he just... moved on." The bartender gave me a small smile. "You can be someone's but it is upon them if they want to be yours . I may not have been in a relationship before but I know one or two things." He flipped the drink and poured it back on the other glass. “ You can not make someone love you” I nodded, feeling a lump in my throat. "Yeah, I guess so.” I sighed, swirling the amber liquid in my glass. “ It's like no matter how much you give, it's never enough.”

I was about to leave when he suddenly called me. "Oh wait, give it to me." Which one hubby? This one in the box I'm carrying? No way it's not possible, if you think I'll give it to you because I want you, hee you're wrong! "Luh, I don't want to.You want something to eat like this, right? Buy your own, not the one you're going to beg from me!" You gave it to me for free and then you're going to ask for more? You should buy it or you're not going to give it to yourself! Yes, you're right to give it to yourself maybe you will be given!

“Don’t try to make me mad even more---” “I worked on everything that I own and I don’t think I have to consult anyone on what I should do with it” “Don’t be too entitled!! You wouldn’t be where you are if I didn’t help you!!” “And I am more than grateful for that, dad. I always owe that to you but I also get to decide what I will do with all of it. I could help her if I want to without expecting anything in return but she wouldn’t accept it neither you agree with it”

Alit had simply aimed to provide a better life for his children, particularly for Ederic, who shared his blood. His intentions had also extended to Ederic's mother. She had raised his son without resorting to threats or manipulation, despite having the power to do so. Her actions had deeply moved Mr. Alit's heart. However, during his teenage years, Aaron hadn't comprehended the depth of the situation, and even now, he seemed unwilling to grasp it. Mr. Alit exited the study with a heavy heart, burdened by the complex emotions that weighed upon him.

Not forever. But for now. Back at his dorm, he opened his old journal the one he hadn’t touched since he stopped seeing his therapist last year. He flipped to a clean page. “Loving someone doesn’t mean they won’t hurt you. It just means you give them the power to and pray they don’t. I gave Daniel that power. And I don’t know if I was wrong to.” The next day, Daniel didn’t call. Didn’t text. And somehow, that hurt more.

Jayden's voice came through the phone, filled with an infuriating sense of entitlement. "Whitney, come over right now. Luna's not feeling well—you should help her take care of the baby. I'm taking her to an auction to help her relax." Take care of a child he had with another woman? He must have lost his damn mind. "Jayden," I said coldly, "I'm not your maid, nor am I a nanny. You've got the wrong person."

“And you? What about your heart?” Duke shook his head, a shadow crossing his face. “Mine’s yours. Always has been. Always will be. But it’s not my right to ask for it back. Not yet. Not now. Maybe never. But I had to give this to you, even if it’s the only thing I can give without asking for more.”

I yelled. Her gaze shifted from the TV to me, and her black eyes put me on edge. The smell of magic was radiating off of her. Witch!. “She’s gone,” she casually remarked with a shrug. “But you, my boy,” she slyly grinned, pointing a bony digit at me. “Are in deep shit.” “How, witch?” I retort, keeping myself composed and not letting her know how her words affected me. “The Moon Goddess gifted you with the perfect mate, and you rejected her. The Moon Goddess will want her pound of flesh before you find peace again.”

My name, raw, like it hurt to hold. "You know why?" I stopped in front of him, close, closer than I'd been allowed the whole flight, and tipped my chin up to that cold face that only ever warmed for me. "Because you can't own the thing that chooses you. That's the one asset you never get to acquire, King. You can collect everything else, you're the best in the world at it, but not this. This only ever gets given. And I'm standing in your tower with the door shut behind me by my own hand and no debt in my grip and a fund in my name I'm never going to touch, telling you-"