Possessing Nothing Novels & Stories

Second, I am not interested in him, and I think he feels the same. I really don't understand why everyone is fond of owning something when, in fact, you cannot own anything in this world unless that thing or that someone lets you own him or her. We cannot own humans, we cannot own power, we cannot own the throne, we cannot own something or someone... and we cannot own a life. All you can do is to keep on telling people that you own him because you were afraid that someone else might own him too, or that someone might steal him away from you.

She is so perfect, so fucking amazing. If I were stupid enough to believe in true love, I would have said that she was my soul mate, I would have said that she was that special person made just for me. But I’m nothing like that, deep inside in my heart, I have a strong desire to dominate and subdue her. As I kept watching her, my desire to control and possess her was quietly growing. I want to keep her in my house as my pet. Her only job will be to satisfy me and make me happy.

“this bond. It makes me your concern, whether you like it or not.” A muscle twitched in his jaw. “Don’t presume to understand things you know nothing about” “I understand that I have nothing left,” I said, my voice cracking. “They took everything from me. My home, my family.... my life !” I took a shaky breath. “I have nothing to offer. No money, no status... nothing.” I looked him straight in the eye, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would break through my ribs. This was it. My only chance.

“あなたはただの貧しい少女です！彼は何も持っていない人と一緒にいることはできません。” (Anata wa tada no mazushī shōjodesu! Kare wa nani mo motteinai hito to issho ni iru koto wa dekimasen.) (You are just a poor girl! He can't be with someone who has nothing.)

Drakes pov Ignoring someone you love and being ignored by someone whom u dearly want to talk to is soooo damm killing.both of us want to talk to each other for hours and hours ,but this stupid ego built in humans always comes in between. It sucks .I keep checking my watsapp to see if emliy is online or not .I keeping scrolling trough and reading our previous chats again and again.when ever she comes online ,I aways hope she will text me or call me .but that unfortunately never happens .even tho I want it to happen soo bad ,but it never does .its sucks .

She walked towards me, and I averted my eyes from her. "What are you freak doing here in the meeting of wolves?" she said with an arrogant face, and I rolled my eyes at her. "I have every right to be here. I will get my wolf spirit on my 18th birthday," I said in a confident tone, even though I had no chance of getting my wolf spirit. She gazed at my bag, and I followed her gaze, finding out that she was looking at the necklace in my bag. I tried to hide it, but before I could do it, Bianca snatched it.

He believes he can intimidate us into submitting. However, what exactly does he mean when he says, "something that belongs to him"? Isabella scowled as she asked. Vincent, who sat silent in the corner, spoke up. That could be anything. Callahan can make something out of nothing. He could be referring to people, money, or information. He has always had an obsession with possessions. As the weight of Vincent's words began to sink in, the room fell silent. Mateo, who sat on the floor and preoccupied himself with his toys, garnered everyone's attention.

Tracy nodded in a positive response while her hand is still on her cheek “Don't ever imagine a low life like you can ever stand a chance to become a Winthrop. Dreams are expensive, so stick to what you can afford. The best privilege heaven could ever drive your way is to get a shelter in this mansion as a maid. Stop making him regret bringing you here you filthy animal." She paused, giving one of the most discomforting gaze that'd make even pets question their existence.

Why is it me? Apparently his name is JayPark, who stands out from the crowd and gets what he wants but I can't give him my first! but his strength is very strong, only one hand can hold hands above the top of my head, his feet are between the inside my awl I press hard there. I panicked and opened my eyes to look at him as if begging!

"You say you did nothing, but in this picture, one of you is shirtless, and the other is in nothing but his underwear. Is this what 'nothing' looks like?" "Where did you get this?" Lucas instantly panicked. "No, no, it's not what you think! I was making soup, and I was sweating a lot. Cassandra told me to take off my shirt to cool down—she said her air conditioning was broken." Zachary hurried to add, "Yes, exactly! She spilled soup all over my pants. They were soaked, so I couldn't wear them. She told me to take them off so she could wash them, but—"