Precious Possession Novels & Stories

’" The word landed like a stone dropped into still water, and I felt the ripples of it move through me, cold and spreading and clarifying everything they touched. “Merchandise.” Not people. Not women he was helping. Not collateral in a war against his brother. “Merchandise.” I stood up from the cot because I needed to do something with what was moving through my body and sitting still was no longer possible. I crossed to the door and pressed my ear against it and listened... footsteps somewhere, unhurried, the distant sound of a television or radio, nothing immediate. I turned back to Amaya. "We are not safe here," I said.

Now, all I needed was time to amass savings without the burden of additional expenditures. Finally, I felt peace… *** Alex. Growing up in an orphanage taught me the profound lesson of impermanence: nothing truly belonged to me, as everything was shared. Clothes would pass from older to younger siblings and then to even younger ones, embodying a cycle of temporary ownership devoid of exclusivity. Yet, within this environment of communal sharing, I discovered the unique treasure of books. Reading a book allowed me to possess something intangible and exclusively mine: knowledge. This knowledge, once acquired, remained indelibly etched in my mind, a personal wealth that no act of sharing could d

he kissed her temples before turning her around. He made her sit on the table, before partitioning her legs and came between them. "Irtaza," her voice lowered to a whisper as his eyes turned a darker shade. She knew what it was, raw desire dancing in his eyes. For her. Her cheeks blushed as a shy smile make its way upto her lips. "You are my most prized possession. I can bring the whole world to your feet," he expressed. These were rare moments when he looked so solemn while staring at her and she cherished them will all her might.

I muttered and she smiled before turning around and kissing my lips. "I love you too Ethan" I will never get used to hearing her say that It gave me goosebumps and butterflies everything she said it. It felt like I was a highschooler with her but I didn't mind. All for her She became mine to posses the day she walked into that door with my parents She was my possession We have finally come to the end of this book 😁😁😁 It was very fun writing about these two characters.

"Why? Do you have another solution? You can't just give up, can you? ‘To Our Precious’ is our concept.” “To Our Precious?” Sebastian interrupted, successfully grabbing the attention. However, the confusion made his lips freeze for a moment. It was only when Amber raised an eyebrow at him that he continued speaking. “As far as I remember, the folder the man showed on the TV said To My Precious, not To Our Precious. Did they misprint or something?” Hearing such information, Amber's brows furrowed deeply. Looking up at the man still standing beside her, she shook her head asking for an explanation. "Is it possible ...."

It was extravagant and deliberate. “What a lovely home, Beth,” Destiny said, politely. She wouldn’t mention the contraband. Not yet. Beth blushed. A compliment from Destiny was as rare as snowfall in fire. “Thank you so much!” Seth looked around and finally said what was on everyone’s mind. “Maybe someone forgot this is all contraband,” he said. “We’re not supposed to possess these things. It’s literal proof we were on Earth when we weren’t supposed to be.”

Adhya didn't look up, she nodded yes. " Wrong! today I want you to see the most precious possession I carried and trust me adhya I didn't bother about this watch but if anything happens to that I will not tolerate it, you got me." " Hmmm " "let me show you what it is?" He picked adhya in his arms in bridal style and reached the closet he made her stand in front of one closet. " This is the most precious possession for me and don't you dare to hurt this ok."adhya nodes still looking down.

However, one part of his sentence stands out to me. “I don’t belong to you. I’m not a possession.” “No, you’re not a possession, that would imply that I own you. What you are, is precious to me. You are mine to love, mine to protect. That’s what I mean when I say you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather possessive. But I’m an Alpha, you’ll have to get used to it.”

the Alpha said gently before leaving. “Please come with me, ma'am,” Marianne said and gently reached out to help me with my back, which was already looking disoriented as a result of the guard's search for what I didn't even know in it. I hugged the bag to my chest l, refusing her access to it. Though some items in it must have been destroyed by the razzed actions of the guards, they still remained my precious belongings, the only thing that links me to home, and I can't give them away that easily no matter the memories they bring to me, both the good and the bad, I still cherish every one of them, they are all part of what made me.

The clench in my gut was so painful, the ache so hollow, I gave a weird little laugh. ‘What’s wrong?’ Kelsie said quickly in my head. ‘You feel strange.’ I sighed and sent her an image of me walking in the door and carrying her straight to bed. ‘Nothing’s wrong, Kelsie. Everything is absolutely right. And I’m terrified that somehow, something is going to break it.’ There was a pause before she answered, and her voice rang with unease. ‘I know what you mean.’ ‘We can’t let anyone steal this from us, beautiful. This is precious. Even though it’s inconvenient and dangerous, it’s precious too.’