Possesive Love Novels & Stories

Jake, standing beside him, echoed the sentiment, his own eyes filled with a fierce protectiveness. "We’re ours, Lila. All of us. Forever. You are the center of our world, the very air we breathe. To think we would willingly leave you is an absurdity." The possessive “ours” hung in the air, a declaration of their unified intent. It wasn’t just a word; it was a brand, a mark of ownership that resonated deep within Lila’s soul. It was a promise of safety, of unwavering devotion, a fortress against the anxieties that gnawed at her. They were hers, and she was theirs, a trinity forged in desire and unbreakable loyalty.

“—will never make me feel like I am.” Her pulse thundered in her ears as his warning hung in the air, every word dripping with possessive menace.

he said firmly, possessiveness in his voice. His love might be a little dangerous, but I like the idea of him being obsessed with me. It feels so good to be claimed—about him wanting only me and keeping me to himself. Because I want him for myself too. Only mine.

Perhaps a bit confused, she lowered her head as if pondering something heavy. “I love you, Pandora....” Unexpectedly, Kingston pulled Pandora’s face to rest against his firm chest. Letting the sound of his heartbeat take over everything he struggled to do, as a declaration that love truly stood at the forefront. It was burning—blazing in a pulsating rhythm. “I won’t touch you until you give me permission to do so.” Then Kingston’s embrace ended, leaving Pandora sinking deeply into it. Absorbing the sound of the pounding heart, she began to enjoy it as she wrapped her arms around him until their bodies were truly pressed together.

As he gazed into my eyes, his expression a tapestry of emotions — love, concern, and a fierce resolve — I felt my heart swell with a mixture of gratitude and aching fear. His promise, uttered with a voice filled with raw emotion, reverberated through the room, each word carrying the weight of a thousand unspoken vows. At that moment, I saw the depth of his love for our son, a love so fierce and unwavering that it transcended time and space, anchoring us in a bond that nothing could break.

That night lots of things got lost from me, things that I didn't know I had, things that I don't want back, things I want to feel again. It's been a total of six months and five days since I exchanged vows and rings with Gianni and all my husband does is come home every day, showers, and then pushes himself inside me, and with two thrusts he's done, then he leaves me there and probably goes to his other lovers. The words of my mother float in my head- telling me that it is okay for a man to have other women even after he was married but a woman must stay completely devoted to him. This regime carries out every day and there is never a day where I don't feel utterly useless but still complete

“There would be functions where we would be in attendance to and you would play the part of a doting wife and I , a caring husband. We would both remain faithful to each other during the period of our contract and there would be no talks of children. I am a very busy person so you would most likely have the house to all to yourself as I would be scarce there. I assure you this agreement would be over before you know it “. His voice was tight and void of any emotions. “ Do you understand or do I have to go over everything again… Oh and before I forget , you and your father have been warned. I do not enjoy being fooled and would only let this slide once… Am I clear? “ His expression was harden

Thousands of girls came into my life and I have been with hundreds but no one stole my gaze upon the first gaze like she did. I closed my eyes for a second and her face appeared in front of my eyes. I opened my eyes, again she appeared in front of me. I shook my head and this time, it finally stopped. I can't let myself be in love at a time like this. And I'm pretty sure she's a 16 years old highschooler. She's too young. And I shouldn't be interested in a minor. Yes she's a minor, I know it. She's too young for me and I can't have her.

I’m mean and twisted by the scars of my past. I don’t know how to be soft or romantic. My love is kind of possessive, fueled by a primal need to protect what I held dear and keep what is mine to myself. I am a jealous lover, I don’t know what I’ll do if I find out she is seeing another man. I thought of a way to keep her under my control and keep a close eye on her. Stalking her won’t always work, she could see me someday and call the cops on me.

Cabir looked at him shockingly. Elena:Yes he is rich..That's why I love him..Xavier looked at her with disappointment..He is rich..rich at heart.. I love him because he himself is the diamond sir.. I love him because he gave me a reason to live..He gave me a family..He is me brothers and sisters who loves me..They themselves are diamonds..And he gave me parents who treats me like their own children.. I love my husband Because he trusts,cares and loves me like I do for him..He gave me a caring family..My Possessive Darling Husband is rich at heart..that's why I love him..