Possessive Boy Novels & Stories

No one has to catch that boy except me because I can’t run all the way for nothing and someone takes the glory for all this stress, I wonder if I can call this scenario clout chasing cause I’m basically doing this for clout reasons only, don’t worry girls, if you were in this situation and you needed a superhero, Daddy’s got you *wink* After finally closing the distance with this brown haired boy, he figures that there’s nowhere left for him to run, so he does what any smart kid would, take a small route that could fit only his body as an escape route, but unknowing to him, I’ve been to this part of Limpopo so many times and I know where that road ends, you practically cant outsmart me when

I liked the idea of being with him. Growing up I wasn't too fund of boys. My dad would literally threaten to kill any of them that came near me as i was his precious possession. Sure I had dates and a few flirted with me but I was in nothing serious with any of them. Making out was the furthest I went with a boy and that was at a party about two years ago when I was college. "You are my possesion. Whatever I want I get".

"Declare the marketer's position vacant. Find someone to fill her former role. She's under my wing now," Darien declared, surprising both himself and Hau Lin. Darien froze as he realized what he had just said. Why did his tone come out like that? How could he sound so possessive? Hau Lin was left speechless by Darien's sudden proclamation. While he had sensed a change in Darien since that night he first met the lady who now worked as his assistant, he never expected the man to display possessiveness so quickly.

Before he could say anything though, Joey walked back in. He had three bottles of beer in his hand. He handed one to Cale, one to me, and opened the third one for himself. Before I could take a sip of my beer, Cale spoke. “She’s not drinking that.” Joey raised his eyebrows, “Why?”, then he looked at me, “You don’t want it?” “No, she does not,” Cale said, using his Alpha voice. This was going to get ugly. “Okay, dude,” Joey said, and I could see that this was getting on his nerves now. Games aside, he didn’t like people who were arrogant. I took his hand in mine and squeezed it, trying to calm him down.

I muttered and she smiled before turning around and kissing my lips. "I love you too Ethan" I will never get used to hearing her say that It gave me goosebumps and butterflies everything she said it. It felt like I was a highschooler with her but I didn't mind. All for her She became mine to posses the day she walked into that door with my parents She was my possession We have finally come to the end of this book 😁😁😁 It was very fun writing about these two characters.

Aside from him being furious, he was also being a bit touchy. "Making them all jealous and to show that idiot who you belong to," something about his tone, something different from the normal tone he always used. This one was dark, possessive and murderous. "He would surely regret touching what's mine." Who do I belong to? Mine? What is wrong with this boy? What is wrong with my body? Why did it react with a shudder at the sound of him claiming me? What's up with him? What is wrong with me?

Does he know that even the soft sound of his sobs turns me on? My pretty boy... Pretty hair, and pretty eyes, he's just mine, mine, and mine! My heart swells with a powerful wave of possessiveness even now as I stare at him. His is curled into a ball, his back facing me. His pale skin is red all over. My hand imprints and bite marks all over his body satisfy a twisted part of my black soul. His bare white ass is facing me; his cute butt hole is red and raw, and my cum drips out slowly, running down to his thigh.

And once again it seemed as though he was thinking about what I had asked him, he stared down at me with those darkened grey eyes and several shuddering breaths left me. “Didn’t I tell you I’m possessive of what is mine?”. He asked me. My eyes widened once more. His possessiveness always took me by surprise, always caught me off guard. “I…I…”. I stuttered quietly. I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know what to think at the moment. “You will not let him or any other boy, friend or not, put their hands on you”. He said. I stared up at him as more tears left my eyes.

The boy who was leading them all glared at Levy with his face flushed and glanced at his friends in dissatisfaction as he said, “ What are you all getting scared for huh? She is just threatening you, there is no way she would do something to us, if she does then the security cameras will catch her and we will be able to teach her a good lesson!” Then he turned to look at Levy with a haughty look in his eyes and harrumphed arrogantly, “ Just stay put and let us have our fun, if I am happy then I will leave and you will be able to get away from punishment, as you already know my father is the elder in the pack’s council, Elder Banks. You remember him right?” “ Did he do something worth remembe

Their eyes met. The boy wasn't smiling anymore. Even his lips were slightly pursed as if he'd been wronged. "You can't do that with anyone else anymore, okay?" "From now on, you can only play with me." "Your body is mine. That kind of play can only be played by you and me." "Okay?" The words were fragmented in Franklin's ears. He couldn't believe his ears as he listened to the boy. "Senior, you have to promise me... I really don't want you to play with anyone anymore..."