Possessive Series Ream Oliveros Novels & Stories

And something about that terrifies me more than anything else. Because Zane thrives on being the best. And Oliver? Oliver just stepped into his world and lit a match. When the whistle blows at the end of the scrimmage, Oliver’s jersey is soaked through with sweat. His hair clings to his forehead. His chest rises and falls with sharp, even breaths. Coach Hall claps once. “Number seventeen. Name?” “Oliver Reyes,” he calls back. “You played before?” “Varsity in high school.” The coach nods slowly, then looks toward Zane. “What do you think, Captain?”

Lem and Anna were sitting in the backseat as they happily look at everything they saw outside the car's window. They are on their way back to the mansion when Oliver's forehead started to fly. 'Why does that car seems to look so familiar? I mean... let me think about it... I've seen it somewhere before... but who might it be?' Looking at the simple yet powerful vibes of the car in front of them, Oliver finally realizes... 'Now I do remember that it is the only car released in our country. Which means that the owner of it is none other than him. The only self-proclaimed rival of mine. Lewis Morgan. Ahh, Just what the heck is he doing in here??'

Oliver said proudly as he handed over the result of the project Richard refused to accept which Hemsworth has now accepted. Antonio glanced over it and gave him a thumbs up with a tiny smile on his lips. Oliver giggled as he swirled around on the swivel chair before Antonio when his mind flashed across someone. “ And yes, where's Eloise? Haven't seen her at all this evening,” “ Yeah, she stepped out,” he replied not looking up from the report he was still reading. Oliver stopped swirling and leaned towards the desk with his hand resting on it. “ I hope you can now see what I was telling you about .”

His mind gradually recovered, and the expression on his face became even colder. "Originally, for the sake of Grandfather, I spared him a way out. But since he's that greedy, there's no need to be polite anymore. Within a week, I hope the Ostlea Corporation will no longer stand." "Okay, I'll immediately prepare an acquisition plan. I guarantee that in less than a week, everything in the Flores family will belong to the Marquezes," Oliver said with confidence. Oliver then noticed the doubt on Ronald's face, so he asked, "Mr. Marquez, did you see Ms. Hubbard?"

they belong to us. Erasmus is right; she belongs to him and her wolf belongs to Erasmus, he claimed her that night, and his claim still remains valid so long as she isn’t joined to another. She is his, she belongs to him, and he’ll be damned before he lets anyone else have her… or kill her.

His face turned to stone and his Beta aura poured from his pores, darkening the little light the moon radiated. "There is no escape from Killian Blackwood. You have no idea how big this is, Ivy Sterling. The moment you stamped your name on that paper, you ceased to be a person and became a possession. And Killian… he never lets go of what belongs to him."

"Roger that. But it will take some time." "I'll talk with Alessandro. We don't need to worry about it." Alessandro was Irish mafia boss, whom Irtaza had the deal with. "Yes and send our spies in the area seized by the terrorists to know who's leading them now. After getting the details direct them to me." "On it" The contract was of great importance, he would grow enormously strong in the mafia world after the success of this contract. And his rival was doing his best efforts to hinder him from growing strong. That was why Khurram Osmani was supporting the Taliban's to rise and fight against him.

I thought everything was over. I was wrong. The moment I entered the bedroom, my foot landed on something sharp. I looked down. Roses. The entire floor was covered in roses—their thorns exposed. Logan sat calmly on the bed, adjusting his reading glasses. “Welcome,” he said. “Hi… what is all this?” I asked, trembling. “I thought we settled everything.” I tried to step forward, but he stopped me. “Stand there.” He pointed at the roses. “Do you know what I want?”

he asked me for a date not knowing that am in love with an Alpha name lupus and I am in condemnation come at the cost of an auction . But I refused. I just didn't want to deal with it right now. Louis said he understood and that he won't try to force himself on me. After we exchanged numbers, I went home and rested until my alarm ringed to wake me up for work. I then arrived at the bar and greeted the owner and his wife. Then I took over the duty of preparing drinks and serving food for everyone. Soon enough my shift ended and I had a chance to relax. I ate dinner alone at the table in my apartment. Afterwards, I went into my bedroom and tried to relax myself by reading or playing some video

I reasoned and looked at him. "I do not want this. You are not the person I imagine in my dreams," I said, but I was shivering under his gaze. "Oh, Porshima! You are mine. You belong to me. Only me. Your eyes, nose, lips, skin, body, breath, tears, heart, mind, soul, and even your thoughts belong to me. I am the owner of them. Remember this, Sunshine. I am a possessive man who does not like to talk about your ideal man. I have no interest in them either. Just begin your imagination with me," Davish said, and each word was like a dagger piercing every inch of my skin.