Over Possessive Husband Series Novels & Stories

“But… I can’t just sit and watch while she messes with you. I need to put her in her place.” “She’s stubborn, I’ve met her, remember? This is women’s business, and I want you to stay out of it. I know you can easily change the tide for me by just whispering sweet words in her ears, but I don’t want that. You’re mine, and mine alone,” I said with finality. Lucas let out a chuckle. "I love it when you're possessive, baby." "Of course I'm possessive. You're my husband."

"I only want my marks on you. You're made only for me to touch...you belong to me!" He was possessive of her. He said while biting and sucking her neck roughly. He was making sure to print her body with his marks. He wanted to witness only his marks on her beautiful milky skin. He knew he was jealous, but he had always been possessive about his things and Eva was his wife…one and only wife. The wife he never wanted who was making him crazy for her, but she didn't know at all. In her case, his possessiveness doubled as he started to feel things for his little innocent wife and the thing he had for her was obsession and for him, what was wrong with obsessing over his wife. She's his and he can

“Just because you married him does not mean you own him.” He snapped his fingers with a confident smile. "I can get him whenever I want." Vernon clicked his tongue in annoyance. Barely a day into the marriage and he was already being confronted by an ex. “I can see why he threw you away.” “You are totally boring and predictable” Vernon looked at him with disdain. “And whiny, too.” Oliver glared at him. "I hope you're still this arrogant when I snatch him from you." “I belong to my husband alone” came Xavier’s calm voice and a hand gently settled around the omega's waist.

He twisted my cheek and kissed the side of my mouth. My chest rise and falls. I moaned painfully as I he grabs my hair, jerking up my face, and twisting them in his hold. "Listen...and listen carefully to me Raina...you are my wife and I am a very possessive man. I don't fucking care about your past with my brother. But I don't like when someone else touches what is mine. And you are mine only...mine. Understand". I peered into his dark gaze which held so much possessiveness for me and I couldn't help but feel scared. I timidly nodded. "You better understand" he spats and walks away, stumbling Leaving me in a vulnerable state.

“A lot has happened to make us forget who we are, forget our roles in this marriage… in this relationship. But I’d like to remind you....” His voice dropped lower as he came closer still, his breath brushing my cheek. “I’m still the same man you married. And you are still my wife. And I....” he touched his chest briefly, then leaned even nearer “....I control this marriage. And right now, what I want… is for you to get your pretty little ass into my office. Do you understand?” I swallowed.

My husband swatted his left hand and exclaimed, “Alright, now let go of her! Remember, she’s mine, and I despise having her away from me for too long.” Finally, my family members, who had their negative vibes drowning me as they held me tight, left me. I could see my husband gesturing for me to join him, but I resisted because he believed all these individuals’ deceitful words. Seizing this opportunity, I decided to leave the crowded house. However, as I tried to walk past him, he firmly grasped my wrist, preventing any movement. I glanced to my left, meeting my husband’s piercing gaze. “Didn’t you hear what I said? I don’t like my possession being taken away from me!” He snapped sharply.

PORISHMA's POV:- I am looking at my wonderful and sexy Husband who is busy reading some official files. His black-jelled hair is combed back gracefully. His muscular arms are covered in tight-fitting clothes. His brows deepened and drowned himself in the business files. His dominant aura is overflowing through his magnetic image. He is wild and dark. His love is possessive and dominant. He acts like an obsessive caveman. But He has his eyes only for me and that matters to me the most.

Loving each other more deeply with every passing year. The unseen husband had become the most present, most devoted, most essential partner. The traitor's daughter had become the kingdom's most respected reformer. And together, they changed the world.

“I don’t want you calling her and I don’t want you around her.” Gael blinked. “She…she’s my wife…” “Call her your wife one more time and I’ll break your neck.” Gael moved back a bit, not wanting things to escalate to the point of his neck getting broken. Why was Lorenzo so possessive of Alora? Alora doesn’t belong to him!

“I knew it! I knew you had a possessive streak in you! I refused to believe you were so docile.” I heard Sable laughing behind me. “I didn’t think my son’s mate would be docile, Melanny.” Now I’m blushing. My mother-in-law, the queen no less, just heard me get jealous. Can the ground please swallow me whole now? But Sable puts me at ease immediately, “Ivana, I would be more concerned if you weren’t possessive. I’m very possessive of Jaxon. He is even more possessive of me. Look around at fated mates and the behaviors are all the same. We are territorial with each other. It’s extremely rare for it to be otherwise."