Possessed Sans นิยาย & เรื่องราว

We both smiled when I said that to him. The smile on his face is very obvious and he hugged me tightly. "I don't want anyone to talk to you that close. I'm so jealous." He said while the smile was not removed from his lips. Well, compared before, his smile reached his ears. I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes, you're possessive, Mr. Gomez." His mood changed when I suddenly called him the wrong way. "I'm just fencing off what I own." He answered me. "Yes, Sir Henry." I laughed at his frown because he really didn’t want me to call him sir.

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"You are my possesion. Whatever I want I get" His voice boomed with power and authority. I was confused. I had no qualities. I was not an American top model, I had no status or cliche I would even compare my self with with a distinct fashion designer because she wears designer clothes but he choosed to own me. Someone with baggages a person who has burdens, someone who had nothing concrete to give a man like him even though a man like him had everthing and yet he choose me.

Dorian commanded from his chair, his voice dripping with an arrogance that not even the fires of Hell could extinguish. Carter stepped forward. His hands, once accustomed to cradling the light, closed around Dorian’s shoulders. As he lifted him to transfer him to the silk sofa, the physical contact ignited a rush of tactile memories that hit him like a tidal wave of fire. He froze, holding Dorian’s weight, as his mind betrayed him, dragging him back to this very office. He remembered the heat of Dorian’s skin before the possession—skin that burned beneath his fingertips, skin that trembled with every caress. The sofa wasn't just furniture; it was the altar where they had once surrendered to

My heart sank, a wave of guilt and terror crashing over me. At that moment, something inside me snapped. I could feel my body trembling, a surge of uncontrollable energy coursing through my veins. My emotions boiled over, and my mind went blank. “The O-Omega!” someone from the crowd shouted, panic lacing their voice. The world around me faded as my body began to transform. I couldn’t stop it. My wolf took over, fierce and instinctive, completely out of control. Without thinking, I pounced toward Cassandra with a ferocity I didn’t know I possessed. My claws sank into the ground as I landed on top of her, pinning her beneath me.

And her family… But her greediness had cost her, the spirit was a soul that was on the edge of dissipating, and seeing her it had seen her as a good meal, It gave her a false agreement and her young foolish self almost signed it but after sinking in half of her spiritual energy to sign the contract, she felt that something wasn't quite right, Checking the contents of the agreement she found out that, it was a POSSESSION AGREEMENT! THE SPIRIT WAS PLANNING TO POSSESS HER!!

He didn't notice Asura was getting weaker but forced herself beside him, fighting as best she could, trying not to kill herself. Meanwhile Aven hoped that this was just a normal occurrence. A volt can become an argan if an evil soul possesses them. In other words, argan is a possessed volt. However, whoever is possessed by it, they will never be able to return to normal and recover as before. Their bodies will be taken over by the evil spirit that has possessed them, while their true souls will be silent, confined deep in the corners of their consciousness. Even if someone did manage to heal, they would usually go crazy and lose their mind for good. The phenomenon of a volt being possessed,

Pulling me closer to his body, he said in a low dangerous voice, “I would cut off the hands of anyone that dares to touch you, just to teach him a lesson. Try me and see.” I gulped as I stared at him. Was it weird that the little speech he just made went straight to my core, ignoring a fire that made it impossible to walk away from him at this very moment? He must have seen the look in my eyes because he picked me up and placed me on his desk. Without waiting for permission, he kissed me. I moaned out loud as I cupped his face and kissed him back. It seems like my body loves his possessive nature.

My Possession. And now I know about my feelings for you. Story of New York billionaire MONSTER Vs Indian Beauty. A Story of Monster's Madness, possessiveness and obsession.... "I want to break you into tiny pieces at the same time I also want to mend you", DAVISH GREY His love was Dark and Dominant but she was his SUNSHINE.. He was passionate about her but She was afraid of him and his possessiveness.. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••