Possessive Anime Novels & Stories

, Porishma repeated the lyrics and then said, “So you even like the songs of those people who claimed their love Possessively, huh?" He narrowed his eyes and said, “You are mine. Ansh is mine and here". Davish continued to speak while pointing his fingers at her bump and said again, “Baby is also mine and yes, I am possessive for you. I am possessive for my kids too because all of you are mine. My possession. Monster's possession" Davish finished speaking as his eyes were digging holes into her soul. His words were true and directly hit her heart. “I love you”, she whispered and a single tear fell from her eyes.

“It’s a declaration of ownership. You are mine, Annie. And no one touches what is mine.” He was gone before she could fully process the possessive heat of the statement. Panni stood in the now-silent kitchen, listening to the clock tick. The cold, methodical side of Jinyan—the CEO, the fighter—was dominant, but the brief, soft flicker in his eyes and the choice of words—You are mine—was the romantic undercurrent that made the terror worthwhile.

Struggling to hide it from people will just give me a burden, so I let it out. "It's not going to happen, okay? I'm holding the fox marble. And Kagome, she's a nine-tailed fox, I could control her if I want to. If I could just only master the power of it, we will win this fight! Together, Amaya, no one will ever lose their life because of it." Shaking my head as I was thinking of what just Hiro said. "You're insane. You will never do that to her. She was once the holder, and the holder— the original holder— will never get affected by it."

The Tree Deity was frightened, his eyes widening for quite a long while. “How could that be?” The Tree Deity began to whisper like a madman to himself. “I don’t know the exact criteria for an Anito to be possessed. Maybe they have to mutually agree on it. Maybe a potential vessel must be of the same appearance or race. But if a higher deity can possess Earth deities like us, then that’s a huge problem as we don’t know if we will still be us in the future.” A sigh escaped from the old man before he redirected the discussion to their previous topic.

My brother is holding my arm tight too and walking towards me. The darkness grows bigger and larger. My vision is blurry now. I can't hear the others shouting anymore. Only the dark figures. They're surrounding me, making me smaller and smaller, until I'm completely surrounded by darkness. Darkness is engulfing every bit of me. Darkness is consuming my entire existence. I can't breathe...I can't breathe...

“And you don’t get to decide who I can hug.” His fingers tightened slightly around her elbow. "You walked away from my table,” he said through clenched teeth. “And the first thing you do is throw yourself at someone else.” Her eyes widened in disbelief. “I did not throw myself at anyone.” “You were smiling.” The accusation in his voice stunned her more than the anger. “I’m allowed to smile,” she said, her voice shaking now, not from fear but from frustration. “You don’t own that, either.” His breathing was heavier than usual, chest rising and falling in controlled but strained movements. For a second, something flickered in his eyes. Not just anger, but possessiveness.

The next time I see you looking at another man like that, it won't be nice. My brain is telling me to be scared, but at the same time, the sick, twisted side of me is loving this. I love a man that is possessive over his woman, a man that makes the world know that she belongs to him and no one else. "I'm sorry sir, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" Mr Cross makes a sound that is almost inhuman while he glares at me. Again he is gripping my arm, to pull me off to only he knows where this time.

I swallowed, “In a way.” “Why?” “We already have so much happening here,” I responded, being truthful about my reason for the first time, “I don’t want to put Lisa in danger’s way. The first rule of war is to grab the Luna. I can’t let anything happen to Lisa.” “You have got it all wrong,” he chuckled dryly, “The Luna makes the pack stronger, she brings power to the pack. Luna’s are connected to the energy of the moon, and once she and the Alpha are together, the pack only grows stronger.”

I've been preserved in amber, I am one with the sheets, I am zen. Back at the plush bed, I sink even further into comfort, soft sweet smelling fabric pushing against my cheek. My limbs are pliant, every muscle in my face relaxed, each breath in and out is evenly spaced. Relaxed back into the same fucking position I collapsed in last night. This guy is a FUCKING IDIOT. Does he really think I am his actual pet and not a woman planning violent, glorious murder.

My mind is already spinning, replaying the conversation and the phantom image of Angela with another man. Possession. That’s what this is. She’s mine. No one else has the right to her.