Only Mine Novels & Stories

And Butters… threw up in the corner of the Persian wool rug. “Oh my God, Butters,” I groaned, grabbing tissues and wiping the mess. “Do you have any idea how much this rug costs? It’s more expensive than Damian’s first car. But sure. Go ahead. I just pay the bills.” Lucifer gave me a slow, bored blink with one eye. “I know, Handsome. I know. You don’t need me. But listen, if I die first, you’re coming to the grave with me. Let’s see who wins in the end.”

Not anyone. Only me.

Not mine. Not theirs. Hers.

Anton, Kwame and Vladimir were the only ones aside me who knew what was going on. I told them I'll give them feedback about the crates after twenty-four hours. I've spent the entire night thinking like a bloody idiot. Even now as I smoked, I was still thinking. Stellarite was as rare as discovering dinosaur skeletons. If someone discovered where to mine it, I want to know where exactly is it's location. If he's shipping these stuffs to the military, then they must be aware who the supplier was. It's this location of the mine that I'm interested in.

"Nothing. This is mine." …

me alone. Only mine… Snap

Least of all me. ---

Damn . Land mines....... Which character is your favorite?

Mine. TO BE CONTINUED...