Now You're Mine Novels & Stories

I glanced at Jess and Theo, their eyes intently fixed on me. "Answer," Jess urged, and my fingers swiped. "Hello..." I said, and heavy breaths came from the other end. "Meet me outside." I blinked, then Jess's fingers covered her mouth, and I followed her gaze. Outside the shop, drenched in sweat or rain, was Liam, phone at his ear, his gaze fixed on me. I stood up without thinking, my legs carrying me toward him, the phone still at my ear, his heavy breathing echoing through the speaker.

Looks like it was just as useful as a makeshift place to keep her confined until I wrapped up here. But here she was right where I wanted her to be. She won't escape me anymore she was now mine her words confirmed it so she couldn't just walk away from me. I couldn't wait to make her mine for real she was going to be my wife she would learn to love me too. I smile as the tour bus door closes behind her sealing her exit and turn back to look at the world most deadly men. “Damn Gio, she must have one hell of a pussy if she’s got you grinning like the cat that ate the canary after you already put a ring on it.” A roar of laughter echoes through the tunnels at my uncle Vinny’s words.

he whispers. She runs her fingers through his messy hair and holds him close to her. He rocks his hips back and forth slowly, almost soothingly, while his cock stretches her to her limit. She felt caught between heaven and hell—the soft white bed beneath her, and above her, an actual demon, so lusty and so beautiful he takes her breath away. “Jace,” she said softly. He holds himself up in his arms and looks down at her. “Jace,” she says again.

He found himself on the edge of remembering. The spell broke with the elevator doors sliding opened. His fingers still tightly entwined with hers as they step out in one movement. “You are staying with me,” he said in a voice ringing with uncertainty. “Fine,” she said softly. She has already decided to fight for him. It was clear he was reacting instinctively. “You are mine,” he said again. The way he said it was almost like he was confirming something to himself. I am yours… her heart confirms silently.

he murmured, his gaze fixed on hers. Before she could react, his hand closed around her arm, pulling her up so their faces were inches apart. His height towered over her. One hand slid to her waist, pulling her against him, while the other traced the wet line of tears down her cheek. “You’re mine,” he said quietly, the words laced with danger. “My property.” Her breath caught. “I’m not property. I deserve to be loved—truly loved—by someone.” His jaw tightened, eyes darkening. Then, a slow smirk. “We both know the truth.”

She nods at him, and holds on to his shoulder raising her eyebrow with a grin on her face, "so, do I call you Dear or Honey from now on?" "Anytime sounds cute if it's you." Joe smiled brightly, overshadowing her own smile that it was blinding. He let's her feet down, "there's wine, so why don't we make a toast." He says Chloe delightedly began to undress to avoid getting wine on it eventually as Joe opened the bottle of red wine. By the time he could turn around, he found his wife trying to undress. "You know it's my job to take off your wedding dress." He said as he handed over the glass of wine.

"Okay, do whatever your boss wants, she is no longer mine now, take her and never return her to me" “Daddy! What do you mean?" Eleven said, she was very surprised to hear her father's words. "Didn't your father tell you? He sold you to my boss, he couldn't pay off his debt, so now, you belong to my boss, come with me” The man said and pulled Eleven's hand away from her father.

He leaned in close, and I could see his eyes flashing as he struggled to control himself. "Girl, I want you to know that, once again, we are not done. If you think this is the end you are sadly mistaken. I'm not sure what the hell gave you the impression that I got my fill of you or that I would let you walk away without a fight, but you are dead wrong. You are just lucky I do not have the time to properly punish you right now. So, let me explain it to you this way and I hope the message sinks in this time," he said very quietly as he leaned even further in so his whole face filled my entire vision. "YOU...ARE... MINE," he growled out and I felt each word hitting me like a blow to the gut.

Before she turned her back on us as though we did not exist. Tightening my hold on the fabric, I could feel an intense rage bubble up inside of me, burning hot. I despised that memory. I despised how much it controlled me. ...Sis? Lyra sounded far away. As though her voice had to travel through several dimensions to reach me. Aubrey? Nothing. Aubrey... Aub— She nudged me softly. And just like that, the spell broke. I snapped out of it. "Hmm?" You must have been thinking of her, she whispered.

He mumbles as he brushes a lock of my hair from my face. "Is it strange that I understand your reason?" I ask and he wiggles his head, saying, "It's not. It just makes you perfect. " And I can't control myself anymore. With the smile etched on his face, the happiness that reflects in his eyes despite the commotion we just had minutes ago, the unspoken words lingering in the air between us and his hardened cock that pokes my pulsing core— I lean forward and press my lips against his for a second before pulling back. Not because I don't want more. Oh— I want so fucking more and I will get it, but the need to say the words gnaws at my insides, which is why I say, "You are mine now. No one else'