Possessive Boy Novels & Stories

The Boss’s grip on his coffee tightened. Below, Jaylen approached Rico with a rag slung over his shoulder. They spoke quietly, too quiet for the Boss to hear, but he didn’t need to. He saw the easy way Rico’s mouth curved at whatever joke Jaylen made. Saw Jaylen’s hand brush Rico’s shoulder as they worked side by side. Something hot flared in his chest. Not lust and not exactly. "Possession!" His eyes tracked every movement, every laugh, every flicker of Rico’s eyes towards anyone else. It was irrational — he knew that. The boys belonged to him, the shop belonged to him and everything here belonged to him.

It felt new every time, and he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him, because whatever the boys were about to do would be worse than being buried alive. The first boy drawled. “Well, well. Where are we skittering off to now, huh?” The boy had a look on his face that had been etched into Wayne's head. He always had that look–like every damn thing was a game to him. Though he was younger than the other boys, he was stronger. It was felt around him in the air as his strong pheromone hit like a threat. It was like the kind of power that came from early awakening to Wayne.

Chapter6 “What?”,I reply,clearly shocked. “You heard me, sweetheart. Be my goddamn girl. Officially. I want you all to myself… and I don't want anyone else to get the wrong idea or get too close to what's mine.” I think of it for a while knowing I can say yes but still do whatever I want to.I smile. “Sure.Yes.” His hand moves from my thigh to grip the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss that’s all teeth and possessiveness before he moans against my lips.

There's room for both of us. Paige climbs in. I climb in beside her. "This is ours," she whispers. "This is ours," I say. She falls asleep. Her hand in mine. I stay awake a little longer. Watching the city. Watching her. This is ours. I never thought I'd have this. But now that I do, I'm never letting go.

the girl sweetly smiles at the shy boy. "Hewwo. Mama Bee wiye(wife) dada, no no get my mama Bee, Aunt Cowee. Fwiend onwy no no wabwab" Theo innocently confronted the gaping girl. She was so surprised and at the same time amused with the boy's possessiveness. Beam just closes his eyes in embarrassment when Theo strikes for his being so possessive of him. "Why do I have a feeling that this boy is trying to arrange your marriage to his father?" Chloe whispers but obviously, Archer Grey and his son could hear inside the very quiet room.

But he possesses intense black power; stronger than the strongest demon royal guard. "Your majesty, what are we going to do next?" Polite question of a giant dragon with a phoenix beside him. The boy pointed his index finger at his temple. "Hmmm... I think ... you should go to the other island and enslave everyone there, kill everyone who disobeys so that others don't follow suit!" Commanded the boy. His evil smile suddenly came out when he said those words. He was obviously bloodthirsty and ruthless in killing.

"They're busy, so I chose; I'll just go with you. Asher replied, instantly the food he ordered appeared." "Ok okay."said Haya. When they eat they talk about the missing understudy. "You know the information on the missing understudy? He ended up being Amy's friend, so Amy kept crying today." said the Torah. "What? Amy's friend? As of late, she still hasn't been seen?" Haya asked. "All things considered, the last information said that the police were always looking for people who were the last of the understudy "said Tora. "What do you think really possessed him? What else, could it really be the ghost that possessed him, the one that kind of made us meet last evening?" said Haya.

Sebastian chuckled. "You dared to flirt with her. You dared to look at her. YOU DARED TO EVEN THINK ABOUT HER!" He jumped on the trembling boy punching him like a beast earning a loud cry from him. He kicked, punched, and beat the boy to a pulp before grabbing his bloodied jaw, the boy had almost passed out because of his brutal torment. "She's not yours! She never will be! Do you hear me!" He growled before again punching him. His demeanor scared his bodyguards as well. He looked possessed. He was raging even at the thought of someone else even looking at her. No, his possessiveness screamed she was for no one to look at. But for him. Solely, exclusively and entirely for him.

He held my hand and turned to stare helplessly at me, his eyes filled with regret and pain, “I didn’t want to be mad, I promise, I just want you to be with me. I like it when you make me your top priority, I want to be your only friend, I want you to care for me like I care about you. I want to be your closest confidant, confidant, your only true friend. You are the only friend I have, the only one I can talk to. I want to be the only one you can talk to, I want to be the only one you trust completely. I want to own you, body and soul,” he told me, sounding a bit too possessive. “Amara…