Possessive Romance Novels & Stories

Love's Hollow, New York is where magic happens. Under the influence of the evil witch, This small town seems like a good place to find a solution. Werewolves and various magical creatures live here. I didn't know such a beauty existed. Until two werewolves caught my eye at a local bar.These Alphas are muscular and dominant. But they are also territorial and possessive. And everyone wants to be their soulmate.

“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

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

His words sent my earlier scheduled plan of seducing my brother-in-law for revenge straight into the trashcan. New Hope has certainly shown me a different side of Roman. A side I'd never seen. “You’re a little possessive, you know that?” Roman’s lips curved, but his gaze didn’t soften.“No, love. I’m a lot possessive. And now you know.” My chest rose and fell, heat flooding my cheeks.

he says, his voice low, an undercurrent of intensity, "I don't like sharing your time or you." His possessiveness is both endearing and surprising. A small smile plays on my lips as I stir the contents in the pot. "Jealous, are we?" I tease, the air charged with a subtle tension that adds an unspoken layer to our interaction. He leans in, capturing my lips in a kiss that carries the weight of unspoken declarations. In that moment, the kitchen becomes a canvas for emotions painted in the brushstrokes of his possessiveness. "You're mine," he whispers against my lips, a claim that reverberates through the silent corners of the room.

She felt the pins give way. “You don’t know what you’ve just agreed to,” he murmured, his voice thick with something dark and heady. Her breath hitched. She licked her lips. “Show me.” A low growl rumbled from his chest before his lips crashed against hers again. The kiss was possessive, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Roman kissed like a man who wanted to own her. And God, she let him. She opened for him, letting him devour her, her body melting against his like she had no control over it.

“You planned to keep me.” Dante’s fingers tightened around mine. “Yes.” No denial. No apology. Just truth. Something painful twisted inside my chest. “You say things like that so casually.” “Because they’re true.” I finally looked at him fully. Moonlight sharpened every angle of his face, turning him almost unreal in the darkness. “You see me as something to possess,” I whispered. Dante stared at me for several long seconds before speaking again. “Possession is simpler than love.” The quiet honesty in his voice caught me off guard.

Kat’s eyes danced in mischief as she said, “Possessive? Does this go both ways? Should I find out?” For once I wasn’t jealous or feeling insecure. I knew that I was it for him just like he was for me. I knew he loved me beyond anything and anyone. So, it was just my possessiveness for my husband. My husband. Oh... That single word sounded so ‘mine’ associated with him. He was mine and no one can change that. I said, “You can try but you’ll end up disappointed.” Her eyes widened but before she could reply there was a knock on the door and Raphael peeked in. “Can I come in ladies?”

His kiss had sparked my desire and I wanted him inside me. His possessiveness turned me on for a reason I couldn’t understand. As we stepped into his bedroom he released my arm turning to shut the door behind us. I took a couple of steps into the room feeling any braveness that I had left quickly drain away as he unexpectedly turned the lights off emerging the room in darkness. Lucas came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me up against his body. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered in my ear chuckling as my body began to shiver.

Richard protested immediately after she dropped her statement. "I can't remember loving you, I think I was confused the day I asked you out and I am only realizing now that it was all a mistake," he stopped his lips when she was about to take a sip of her drink as her wine spilled on her blue gown. Rebecca's heart shattered at Richard's statement as she saw the lack of remorse in his eyes. He was her pride and almost all her friends had known that she was dating the perfect Richard Robertson, who is the owner of the famous SBE wine corporation. If they get separated her dreams will be shattered. She hesitated, pondering if they had run into any conflict in the past or recently but there was