Possessed Dolls Robert Novels & Stories

Now, standing in this elevator, facing Damien’s cold stare, a rage I’d never felt before burned in my chest. He walked toward us slowly. Each step was a claim of ownership. "A perfect piece of porcelain," his voice was a low hiss. "Such a shame it breaks so easily." He stopped in front of me. He reached out to touch my face. "But it's still my porcelain to break."

Chapter 5: The Alpha's Possession** Damon sat on his bed in the cold, quiet room, staring at the limp woman on his bed emotionlessly. She had offered herself to him, despite knowing the chances of survival were slim. He had taken her countless times and doubted she would survive the next hour—women were indeed brainless. Damon got up from the bed, left in his black pants, and put on his black shirt before leaving the room. He went outside the castle and watched the full moon as his eyes changed from gray to ink-black. He headed toward a tree where Rayven sat on a branch with his back resting against the thick bark. His other leg swung to and fro as he bit into an apple in his hand.

I knew it was silly, but I was glad Hades had another good friend besides Alec. The women weren’t fazed. One of them scoffed loudly. “What on earth are you even saying? You keep spewing nonsense. We’re done here. Since you’ve chosen not to cooperate, you leave us no choice. Robert, ruin them. Ruin her and that man too.” I turned my head to watch Robert. He sat rigid, shoulders tight, knuckles white on the table. His eyes were fixed on Silas like a rabbit cornered by a wolf. Silas didn’t break the stare. He tilted his head. “Yes, Robert. Begin. Let’s see what you’re capable of.”

He wouldn’t dare try what he did last time. “So, what do you want from me?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “Like I said before, you’re not going to find another mate. You’re mine, and you can only be mine.” Robert was decked out in some fancy, expensive-looking gown tonight, trying to play the part of the future Alpha. But his stubborn, possessive gaze told me exactly what kind of man he really was—nothing like the gentleman he pretended to be. “You can’t have two mates, Robert. What do you want?”

But as the days passed by without a sign of him, Robert started to become worried. "I couldn't locate him. It's as if he disappeared into thin air. I saw the girls picture which you sent me. I have to agree, she looks gorgeous. If you were selling that girl, then I wouldn't mind buying her for the price you were quoting. If at all he comes back, do let me know. I want that girl. She looks fresh and untouched. But that innocence will be tarnished once she gets shifted from one master to another. I want a taste of her" that man spoke shamelessly.

“Yes, husband.” He released her roughly. “Good girl. Now go check the perimeter.” She practically ran up the stairs. Robert watched her go with the satisfaction of a man who knew exactly how tight his leash was. “You’re a monster,” Lila spat. Robert turned to her with a cold smile. “Careful, princess. You’re not in a position to make judgments.” “She doesn’t love you,” I said quietly. “All this control, this possession—it doesn’t change that.” Robert moved faster than I expected. His hand closed around my throat as he lowered his huge face to mine. His breath stank strong.

So much more important than thread and stuffing and glass eyes, wrapped in a half-torn dress. I still feel bad about that doll. The one I saved from a hooker name. A doll I carried around with me for years, and now remember only in flashes. Bare, bright impressions, like seeing something through burned retinas. Seared over everything in a glowing silhouette. The same as Loki. I barely met Loki, but when I remember him it’s with a sick stirring so deep and violent it’s like there’s a clawed hand rammed down my throat. Churning my guts around. Turning my insides into so much fine flesh confetti.

Rose got off the bus. Walking back to the house with her grandmother, the way back was quite dark and deserted but Rose has been walking this road for a long time, but today feels very scared like someone is following, she keeps walking Three steps back and turned his head to look back. Her hands and feet were shaking, she tried to run as fast as she could, she was almost home. Rose ran into the house and closed the door, but rose's intuition was not wrong. JayPark drove to Rose's alley, parked in a dark corner and watched her come back, he sat in the car and watched until she got inside, then drove and left.

Although I was aware that the figure before me was merely a robot, I couldn't help but feel the crushing shame sweeping over me, leaving my face burning with embarrassment. 008 didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He kneeled beside me and gently pulled me into his arms, saying, "I've detected an injury, Ms. Zeller. I'm going to switch to first-aid mode now. Please remain still as I conduct a full-body scan." 008 was a robot specifically designed for me by my in-laws. He was designed to look exactly like Kenneth but with an even more idealized physique. His skin, crafted from a special synthetic material, was indistinguishable from human skin.

I left a message for Robert explaining you are alive, if something happens to me, he will know its you and besides, he put a tracking device on my phone, he will know I was here seeing you and one thing am certain is that Robert would move mountains for the baby am carrying" that seemed to work as Melissa moved the knife from my neck "I will come back to Robert's life and then you will realize that all this care, was just him pretending. Robert is mine and am the only woman he can love" at this point, insane was an understatement, Melissa was not only possessive but she was dumb too..