Possessive Boy Novels & Stories

Sicko. Pushing the door so it stands fully open, he reaches in and grabs my hand. Threading his huge fingers through mine, trapping me in a new vice. OK, so bolting as soon as I step into the hall is out of the question. Time for plan B: Kill him with kindness. Worryingly, I think he thinks we're lovers. That this is a date and not a hostage situation. His grip is firm enough to say you're not going anywhere without me, pet.

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.

Kaya mabilis din siyang nag-iwas ng tingin. “Wala ka pa bang naging boyfriend, Andra?” Tanong ulit ni Paula. Naglakad ang dalawa palapit sa mga kaklase niyang nakapabilog pa rin sa bote. Hindi siya sumagot. “Baka wala ka pang first kiss, Andra? Hindi maganda ‘yan. Magka-college na tayo, wala ka pang first kiss?” Nagtawanan ang mga kaklase niyang babae, maliban kay Josephine.

"Yes. Trash. A boy who doesn't know how to claim what he wants isn't a man; he's a placeholder. He's the ghost of a life you're too good for." He pulled back, his gaze sweeping over me, from my messy hair down to my bare toes. The possessiveness in his eyes was absolute. "If I catch you pining for a memory, if I see you slipping back into that good girl shell because you miss some sanitized version of love, I'll make sure you're too exhausted to remember your own name, let alone his." I shivered, the threat sending a jolt of electricity straight to my core. "Is that a promise?"

My heart is beating so fast. She will be mine soon. She is my girl. I tell all the guys in school to leave her alone. No talking to my girl. They know not to talk to her. She mine! She does not know what I am capable of. I changed over the summer. I am stronger, and I am built. I do not know why I can change. But I have a bad possessiveness over my Cherry. I do not want to hurt anymore, but I cannot help it. I get so angry when someone tries to take my girl away from me. She mine!

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.

"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…