Only Mine Novels & Stories

Not if I want to stay alive. This place is not like a prison but more like a dump site for people who have nowhere else to be sent. Even dogs can't live the way we do, yet we do. I let out a breath my stomach grumbling. I haven't eaten since yesterday and I have no money. “Boss,” Juno calls looking around holding a white package. I met him the first days of being here and if it wasn't for him I would already be dead. “What is that?” I ask stepping towards him.

Something flashy, showy, and extravagant that screamed money from across the room even before stepping inside. But no, he was there alone. Without any accompaniment. Just a single individual, tall and calm, wearing a dark jacket with wet spots on his shoulders, with hair that was still disheveled from recent rain. He did not appear wealthy in the way poor people thought of riches. He appeared dangerous in the way power often is. He tilted his head just slightly, waiting. His eyes had not moved from mine, and that steadiness was the most unsettling thing about him. He was in no hurry. Not even a little

The Council was disbanded, replaced by a union led by the man they once feared and the woman they once underestimated. ​As I sat on the throne beside Kaelen, the twins playing at our feet, I realized that the "Forever Mine" contract wasn't just a piece of paper. It was a prophecy. ​Kaelen leaned over, his hand resting on my knee, his silver ring catching the light. "What are you thinking about, my Luna?" ​"I'm thinking about the next thousand years," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder. "And how I wouldn't change a single death if it meant I got to end up here. With you."

—What do you mean, excited, why? —MATE is close; I can feel it—. Kira in my mind and I couldn't help but get nervous. —Don't get too excited; we might be disappointed; we don't need any MATE,— I said, trying to keep her under control and kept my focus on the road. RED WINTER PACKHOUSE

asks Esteban and I smiled nodding. "I am already in my home. Wherever I am with you, it is my home." "God, I love that you remember whose you are," Esteban says smiling. "Whose am I?" I pretend not to know. "You are mine, woman. Only mine" Esteban says taking my chin then kisses me. Yes, I am only his and he mine. As it should be. As it was always meant to be. The End

The easiest marks in the world. “Two hundred million dollars. Not a penny less.” Carter blew a smoke ring, tapping the mine’s survey map. “This deposit contains a rare mineral, ‘moonstone.’ It can significantly boost your wolves’ healing abilities. Mr. Damon, I know you’re not short on cash, and this is a strategic asset.” Two hundred million? This was robbery. Damon sat beside me, his face an unreadable mask. But the cold radiating from him had dropped the room temperature to freezing.

Someone inside this estate was playing a game. And Zane was the piece they’d decided to move. He exhaled a long drag, smoke curling toward the ceiling like a prayer. “Alright,” he muttered to the empty room. “Let’s play.”

"Send two alive and one butchered, then." "Yes boss."

A video loaded. My son’s voice. Soft. Vulnerable. Unaware. “I don’t want to go back there…” My breath caught. No. No, no, no. This wasn’t- This couldn’t be I exited the page. But the damage was already done. My phone started vibrating nonstop now. Messages. Notifications. Unknown numbers. It was spreading. Fast. Too fast. Another message popped up. From someone I barely spoke to anymore. “Girl… what is going on??”