Possessive Series Novels & Stories

I whispered, caressing his face, resting my head against his to help him empty those insecurities. “Hmm… You are right. Annalise is Vincent’s and Vincent is Annalise’s.” He smiled, kissing my cheek and rising from the ground finally. “I never thought you would be this possessive about me.” I giggled, pinching his cheek. “When you gain your deepest, darkest, more precious desire after a devilishly long time, you become possessive.” He shrugged nonchalantly and I agreed to it. “I have no one, Annalise and I feel obliged to care for what is only mine. My only family.”

He then spoke" look emliy I am soo soo soo sorry ,I really am .but I am very possessive about you understand that .I cant see you near any man." "I am really sorry ,but I promise as long as you don't get me jealous .I will keep my anger under control." I then spoke softly " you promise." ""Yes I do." "Ok I accept your apology." As soon as I said that ,he immediately hugged me tightly. Do comment guys Guys pleas comment 🥺🥺😘😘

“He’s protective.” “Protective is one word.” She sipped her iced coffee. “Possessive is another. Controlling is a third.” I flinched. “He’s not controlling.” She raised an eyebrow. “You are letting him have power over you.” I stared at the table. “I know.”

,I scream. He kisses me relentlessly, his hands everywhere to hold me in place—my hair, my hips, my neck, my ass—everywhere. “God damn sweetheart… the things you do to me…mmmmm fuck!”,his moans igniting me. We’re both completely lost in each other now, his every touch possessive—a claiming of what's his. He goes faster,pounding into me like an animal,kissing my neck. “Sweetheart… I'm not gonna stop until I've made damn sure that no one else can satisfy you like this. You're mine.”

"She isn't the waitress you can buy or break. If you move without a plan, you will lose him before you even hold him." ​My son was in the hands of a woman who had every reason to hate me. ​"I need time," I rasped, though I knew time was the one thing I had already wasted too much of. "I need... I need to see him." "Timothy, listen to me carefully," Lola Hilda’s voice dropped to a low, commanding tone that finally pierced through my fog of shock. "You are thinking like a businessman. You are thinking of 'claiming' and 'possessing.' But you aren't dealing with a company you can hostilely takeover."

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

suddenly, Tora takes a gander at him from head to toe. "Tssk! Don't try to prod me!" sick Haya said. "Eh, you really made an excellent lady today, in fact you don't want to leave it alone. Investigate what you're wearing, you're wearing a skirt and pullover, when you don't normally wear them. What's more." , you do have a hairpin." Tora said. "Obviously, you said that every time I have a prearranged meeting, I just make myself happy." smiling Haya said

We both smiled when I said that to him. The smile on his face is very obvious and he hugged me tightly. "I don't want anyone to talk to you that close. I'm so jealous." He said while the smile was not removed from his lips. Well, compared before, his smile reached his ears. I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes, you're possessive, Mr. Gomez." His mood changed when I suddenly called him the wrong way. "I'm just fencing off what I own." He answered me. "Yes, Sir Henry." I laughed at his frown because he really didn’t want me to call him sir.

“Stop… or keep going… I don’t know… I can’t take it.” He sinks his teeth into my shoulder, leaving a primal mark of possession. His hot breath carries a crude hunger as he growls, his voice dripping with dominance. “You’re fucking mine, Lizzy,” he snarls, his voice dripping with possessiveness. “I won’t let you escape again. Even if I’m the worst fucking thing in your eyes, I’m a selfish bastard who won’t give you up. I’ll tie you to my bed if I have to. But mark my words, Lizzy, I won’t let you go. I won’t.”

My Possession. And now I know about my feelings for you. Story of New York billionaire MONSTER Vs Indian Beauty. A Story of Monster's Madness, possessiveness and obsession.... "I want to break you into tiny pieces at the same time I also want to mend you", DAVISH GREY His love was Dark and Dominant but she was his SUNSHINE.. He was passionate about her but She was afraid of him and his possessiveness.. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••