Possessive Manga の小説・ストーリー

Chihiro took a sip of beer and shook her head helplessly. "Also, here you can add a frame from the side to give more special effects, it will give the harmonious feeling." Monica looked at Misaki, and his gaze was different from Mitaka, who was full of love, in his eyes, Misaki was money, it might sound vulgar, but since this girl was so talented, it might be good to get this girl while she was still young since he was sure that he would also enter an anime industry in the future, especially when he owned a publishing house.

Now the lucky shit gets to fuck her in the shower while I’m baking cupcakes, and Forrest is working on the next edition of his online manga Chasing Kitsune. “Mmm, that’s an image that would drive any of us to distraction. Can it be tomorrow night?” Forrest sighed. I laughed. “Soon enough, baby bro. Soon enough.” I assured him. “How’s the manga coming? I still can’t believe Yūri is letting you turn her life into a manga.” I asked, shaking my head.

"I felt the creep whenever I came here." I ran my fingers of the spine of each book and then I read the manga's title one by one: "Hanayori Dango", "Harumatsu bokura", "Tsubaki chou planet", "Reimei no Arcana", "Akatsuki no yona". These are all shoujo (romance genre). But there are other sport genre too, like: "Slam dunk", "Haikyuu", "Prince of tennis", "Eyeshield twenty-one", "Kuruko basketball". Fantasies and action genres are available too: "Demon slayer", "Hakuoki", "Bungou stray dogs", "Attack on titans".

“I don’t do childish labels but I’ll be your man.” As his lips connected with my neck I closed my eyes smiling. “My protector.” He leaned up moving his arm around me as he moved in front of me. “I will always protect you, Taylor. You belong to me.” I laughed. “You make me sound like some kind of possession.” Lucas shrugged, “you are, you’re mine.”

Mrs Sango smiled while running her fingertips on the art. “That is not all, I also got you these diamond earrings to go with your beautiful skin.” “Oh you shouldn't have.” Mrs Sango expressed her joy by hugging her. “What the fuck is this?” Everyone turned to look at Rodrigo and he wore an annoyed look. “What game are you guys playing? It's fucking disgusting.” Rodrigo said in a menacing voice. “Rodrigo, don't be mean. At least someone had the conscience to give me something.” That was obviously directed at me. Maybe I should've gotten her something, but I instantly started to feel horrible.

I gathered the courage to speak. His lips curled into a wicked smile as if he derived pleasure from seeing me tense. “Since you say I don't own you. You think you can just leave? You think you can walk out of my life and I’ll let you? You’re mine, Lillian. You’ve been mine since the moment I laid eyes on you.” “I am not your possession.” I spoke gently, my body already giving in to his grip. I used all of my strength to press his chest, but it didn't move him. Instead, his grip tightened on my waist. My body became immovable.

"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.

he said evenly. Her brows furrowed as her eyes returned to the photo. It was posted on Raymond Enterprises' social media page. The caption beneath it read: “Productive morning with Mr. Patrick Manchester.” Gabriella’s gaze lingered for a moment before she lifted her eyes to him again. “Do you think he wants to collaborate with him too?” Alexander tucked the phone back into his pocket. “Of course he does. He’s already making his move.” His voice was calm and certain.

"Our pack members are uncomfortable." "Nonsense we are werewolf, they understand." He said while making his hands travel from my legs to my core. I hit his hand but he just growled at me. "Don't do that. My wolf is itching to touch you more and more. We are becoming more and more possessive and aggressive at the same time." "But I'm yours and I'm not going away." "You can say that but we feel different. Stallion feels different. We lost our mate once; we don't want to happen that again."