Possessive Novels & Stories

He wasn’t drunk yet today, but the alcohol was surely making itself known. “Wow, I knew you were kinky, but…damn!” I smirked, teasing him a bit just to see him fumble. “This is a whole new level.” But instead of his usual shy, stuttering demeanor, he looked up into my eyes, holding my gaze as he spoke next. “It’s not kinky, it’s called being possessive.” He said fearlessly. “I don’t want to share your laughter, you happiness with anyone else. If they see it, they will want to be with you…and I don’t want that to happen.”

"I...... No.... it's...." "Are you a voyeur?" No. Absolutely not.

Lewis scoffed trying to keep his anger in check His thumb snaked to her pouty red lips and slowly begun stroking it "The lips are for me corazón. Your kisses belongs to me and only me. Don't ever let anyone kiss you again. I don't wanna even see you with anything that has 3 legs. Am very possessive corazón. The things I cherish and love,I don't toy with it. And you're one of them. One of my top priority" he said sweetly making sure to stare deep into her eyes Laine gulped down nothing feeling the uncontrollable butterflies dancing in her tummy

I said through gritted teeth. “No need to be so hostile now Giovanni Romano.” She said and then walked closer to me. My men immediately brought out their guns and aimed at her , her men did same . “Oh please , I’m not here for a bloodshed , at least not yet.” She said and handed me a document. “That is the legal document stating I own the lands on which this mansion was built , which technically makes me the owner of the mansion.” She said and smirked . I threw the paper to the ground .

This wasn't just a statement; it was a vow, spoken in a language that felt more intimate, more binding. His hand cupped my jaw, his thumb grazing my bottom lip, and his eyes darkened with a possessive, unwavering claim. "Personne ne t’aimera comme moi. Personne ne te protégera comme moi. Personne ne te possédera comme moi." No one will love you like I do. No one will protect you like I do. No one will possess you like I do. The word "possédera" — will possess — echoed in the silent room. It should have frightened me. Part of me was frightened. But a larger part of me felt a shocking, undeniable thrill.

"I will miss you." "I will miss that sweet pussy of yours." he whispers tracing the lining of my panties "Adrian," I hit his chest, and he shrugs "What can I say?" "Your pussy loves me." his tongue licks my neck before he nips "I love my marks on you." My eyes narrow "Do you know that you are a possessive bastard." "Still, you can't deny that you love me, darling," he says cockily with a smirk. "Darling, don't you know I love you because of your money/" My fingers feel his abs as my hands roam everywhere on his muscular chest.

He then spoke with an undertone of possessiveness that would send a shiver down anyone's spine. "You belong to me now, sweetheart, solely mine. Any man who dares to lay claim to you will incur my relentless fury. No one will take you away from me. Not even God himself."

My voice turned harsh, accusing. “But no, you’re under my skin. You’re my whore. You fucked yourself into me as sure as I fucked myself into you, you amazing, delectable little slut. You didn’t even know it. I didn’t even know it until it was too late. And I am far, far too selfish. Too territorial with what I truly want. You, I will not share; not give away to anyone. I’m keeping you. You’re mine.” I punctuated my possessiveness with harder and harder jabs.

Third Person POV The hold that Adonis has on her is so intense, but she does well in suppressing it. She knew that one day she might be unable to take it anymore, and what she is most afraid of is Adonis ruthless character that he might dispose of her. If he loves her, even if a bit, then it is fine, but if he doesn't, she is as good as gone because behind those gorgeous features of his is a ruthless devil that kills without blinking.

“Possessive much?” Axel shrugged. “Just marking my territory.”