Possessive Fanfic Novels & Stories

“We will have to come up with a believable story to explain how we got together, and if anyone asks, you stick with our story, we’re engaged and soon to be married. You support me in public events, family gatherings, and anything relating to the company. Understood?” “Understood,” she nodded. The weight of all he said felt heavy as she thought about the responsibilities being dumped on her. She wasn’t a part of his world. Everything felt new to her. “Very good,” he said and got up with a flare of authority. “Oh, and Gabriella,” he said, looking down at her with an intimidating gaze. “I hope you understand that for the next year, you’re mine as far as our contract is concerned. So any romanti

She wondered; this man was the most confusing one she’d met. At first when she saw his true nature, she’d hated the moon goddess for pairing her with such a jackass, he might be good-looking, but he had an unwelcome character, one that would repel any she-wolf. But now, after seeing him that day, after seeing the fear in his eyes, he looked so terribly frightened of losing her, of losing something that belonged to him, like he was familiar with the pain of losing something so dear to him before, and he was scared of experiencing that pain all over again. She knew that there must be a reason for this; his possessive nature didn’t come naturally, something must have caused it. She recalled Cia

Dianna explained and was sorry. She gave him a sweet, comforting smile while her hands rested on his lap. Until Klaud stopped the car, cupped her soft, flawless cheeks. "Why did you stop? I thought we are in a hurry?" She looked at him confusingly, but he remained silent. There was something in his eyes that made her knees weak and tremble. "I can't help but look at you every second! I... I want to hold you! I... want to feel you, Dianna, and I don't know what is happening to me! I... I became possessive of you...,"

“You are all mine now.” I heard Hollis whisper in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me tightly. His possessiveness both scared and excited me, knowing that I was completely under his control. But never had I felt more alive and desired than in that moment, as if his declaration of ownership awakened a primal need within me to submit to him completely. Hollis is possessive, but never did I feel safer in anyone else’s arms. His possessiveness was a sign of his unwavering devotion and commitment to me, making me feel loved and protected in a way I had never experienced before.

“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.

Yes sir if you need me just yell. Feeling frustrated I sit down and drink some scotch thinking how I'm going to get Star without anyone seeing. Star all I know is you will be mine no matter how long it takes you will be my queen and give me my heir, and we will rule the underworld together controlling every supernatural being and human around here once in for all. Julius POV

“ I don’t know what happened but I’ll do the things you stated bro. Give me ten minutes. “ I took a deep sigh and said yes before I hanged up the phone. I stared at the wedding ring and get it. “ This is not what I planned for the both of us… “ I mumbled and hold it in my hand until it became a fist. Losing you is not part of this story, so whether you like it or not, I’m gonna get you and chain you in my bed. Until you realize that I’m the only man who can satisfy you and the only person who have the authority to own you. “ That’s what you want honey? Then you’ll never gonna get your freedom. “ A satisfied grin show up in my face yet, my heart is still struggling without her. Call me obsess

Ace said in a threatening yet soft tone which made her remember the old days. "I think you have forgotten. So, let me remind you it again. Always remember this baby girl, you are mine. Mine to touch. Mine to love. And I will not let any other touch what only belongs to me. I won't mind to burn them alive. Trust me, baby girl, I am very possessive when it comes to my things. And you are my woman. The mother of my babies then imagine how much possessive I am about you? The moment my eyes had fallen on you, from the moment you were mine. And I do not share what is mine. When I can not bear any cheap around you, and that bastard dares to propose to you in front of me then imaging what can I do w

My lips brushed against hers eliciting the sweetest moan from her, urging me to deepen the kiss, my mouth claiming hers with a hunger that bordered on possessive. Her breath hitched as my touch grew more frantic, my fingertips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear, my voice a low, husky murmur. "You have no idea what you do to me, Mate," I growled, my words laced with a possessiveness I couldn't deny. As my touch roamed, exploring every inch of her, my fingers brushed against something unexpected.

And that possessiveness… it stirred something in me I didn’t know existed. I couldn’t help but love how he desired me so fully, so unapologetically. The hunger in his eyes when they roamed my body, the way his voice dipped when he spoke to me like I was both his salvation and his sin—it made me feel alive. Desired. Wanted. He couldn’t stand the idea of someone else seeing me the way he did, touching me, being close to me. And deep down, I didn’t want anyone else to, either. “This is amazing, fiorellino,” he murmured, his voice low as his hand squeezed my thigh possessively. With his other hand, he brought a forkful of food to his mouth, like he couldn’t quite bear to stop touching me for eve