Possessive Series 23 Thorn

I attended a party that was supposed to kick off my career in Jewelry design and make me rich and famous. But that didn't go as planned, I did not meet any clients and I didn't climb up the social ladder like I imagined. All I got was the attention of a paranoid, possessive billionaire that would do anything, I mean anything at all, just to keep me by his side. “Why, Felix? What do you want from me?” I let out in frustration and sadness. He smiled and walked towards me, pulling me closer and forcing my face up to gaze into his eyes, “By now you should know the answer to that question, cupcake. I want you, Selina, and I won’t let you get away from me.” He affirmed in a hoarse tone that made me hate and love him at the same time. His words are always revealing his deep and possessive affection for me. "What am I suppose to do now, how can I hate and love him at the same time?"

"Scarlet you don't know how much I miss you, I'm almost crazy thinking about you every night, I'm going crazy because I'm not next to you. I can't bear to go to you." "I can no longer restrain myself from claiming you."

"I promise, Clara, one day I will be back. I will take you back with me, and I will marry you" It was the last thing Raphael told her before he went home, leaving her waiting for a while before the memory was slowly fading. Forgotten his promise, she was engaged to another man who betrayed her with her best friend. During this time, Raphael returned to keep his promise. Hurt, she decided to leave with him and start over a new life in Paris. Two old sweetheart strangers under the same roof. He needs her. She needs to heal herself. It all returned to the beginning.

She's too young to know the meaning of love and to fall in love, they say. But Victoria Abbel Stanislaksi knew better. She believes that sooner rather than later, Trevor Dmitri will like her back as long as she shows how persistent she can be, but that was what she thought. After loving him for 10 years, she got hurt and tired of feeling disregarded. Kahit anong paraan ang gawin niya, hindi siya mapansin-pansin ni Trevor Dmitri. Who wouldn't? Despite being handsome and famous, he is snob and a man of few words. However, Victoria as weird as she is, a guy like Trevor Dmitri, makes her turn on, sexually speaking. Not until something happened. She woke up in Trevor Dmitri's room wearing nothing but her birthday suit. At kung kailan niya napagpasyahan na lumayo sa binata, doon naman nagpapakita ng interest sa kanya si Trevor at nagpapatibok muli sa puso niya. He's like a calculus subject to Victoria, hard to understand, but she's willing to take it despite the growing tension between them while discovering the truth behind Trevor's aloofness towards her. Truth hurts, but can she take it all?

"You belong to me!" he said in his deep, husky voice, sending shivers down my spine. "And you are mine to love, princess!" His tone was full of possessiveness. "Let me go-" I started to protest, but he silenced me by pressing his index finger to my lips. "Shh, be quiet!" he whispered softly against my lips. I looked into his eyes, which were filled with desire and longing. "It's just you and me tonight, and I want to make it special for us," his strong voice sent chills down my spine. My heart raced as I felt his fingers at the edge of my dress, ready to tear it away. *"I'm about to do the most sinful things with you now, Jaan!"* His voice echoed in my ears. "I've waited long enough!" His voice grew deeper with desire. "No, please-"before I finish my sentence, he interrupted me as air rushed around my body. He ripped my dress in two pieces.

Reynold Wayne De Luna Abrasado, panganay na anak ng mag-asawang Nathalie Janelle at Pierce Wesley. May sarili naman silang bahay pero mas madalas ito sa bahay ng mga ninuno kasama ang pinsan na bestfriend Khalid Mohammad. Ang pinsan niyang half Arab, half Pinoy. Nasa kaniya na ang lahat even international girlfriend. But deep inside of him has a hole. Pakiramdam niya ay may kulang kaya't magpapaalam siyang lalayo muna upang hanapin ang kulang sa buhay niya. And after two years of being away from his family, finally he went home with the answer of his question. Sa kaniyang pagbabalik na dala-dala ang pag-asang mahal siya ng taong mahal niya. May katugon kaya ang katanungang nasagot niya sa kanyang paglayo? Mamahalin kaya siya ng babaeng halos double ang edad sa kaniya?

"When you're running away from your own shadow but it seems it's haunting you in return.." I am Helena Kelandra Morata, a typical girl at first but having a twist personality. I can be a sugar coated girl or a bad-ass bitch. I know how to play, I know how to put a trap and lure boys. But, when I found Michael, the bachelor with a rough and cold attitude, it seems that I was wrong to place those traps, cause all I can feel now is dying...of its pleasure.

love gives pain?Then why everyone wants love? This story is about a handsome wouldbe mafia king who fell in love with an innocent girl mehak what happen now?will mehak able to live peacefully with me? or his possessive love makes her life hell,will she ever get ride from him? find out all in this story where you all witness lots of colors of love and possessiveness.....

When my mother finally found the real heiress, she was on her knees selling shoes on the street. And to my surprise, I recognized her—she was none other than my fiancé's first love. Determined to oust me, the fake heiress, she played her part well, putting on a daily show to make me look bad. I was content to play along, enjoying our little game, until my fiancé’s offhand remark, “Was that really necessary?" shattered my composure. Fine, I thought, “You can keep this husband and family. I’ve got better things to do—like finding my real parents.”

(Book 1 of Her Wolves series)(Reverse Harem) (Spicy) (Can read as Stand Alone) Sometimes the goddess gets it wrong. Horribly wrong. Sometimes your mate was never supposed to even meet you, much less be with you for the rest of your life. This was the case with me. When I met my mate, I was a completely different person. Outspoken. Stubborn. Opinionated but most of all, I was free. I was also nineteen and an orphan. Several years have passed and he has completely broken me. Broken me down to my bones. Don't misunderstand, he had never been physically violent with me. But that didn't change a thing. Dress more modestly. Don't wear black. Bland sex and the likes. He was an Alpha, and I was his little kept wife. I was no longer worthy of even calling myself a Luna. All of that changed when I met them. *** "If we do this, there is no going back. We will own you in the most intimate ways." Ozias whispered, the ropes binding my body going taut as Maverick pulled them. I hid the quiver running down my exposed back. I kept my eyes locked with Ciaran, his eyes smoldering in the florescent lights. "Don't worry, baby girl. We will look after you very well." Dargan murmured behind me. I bit my lip, slightly tipping my head back. That deep voice vibrated through me. "Maverick, dim the lights. It is time to play." Ciaran ordered and I nodded towards him. Towards them. The four males that would bring me to my knees.