Precious Possession Novels & Stories

Giselle said out of nowhere that made Xander chuckle. " How did you know it?" Xander asks Giselle. " It's obvious, Rich people always wants to give expensive things. And If the gifts is gold or diamond it will be in stock in my room and I will treat it as a treasure or emergency fund " Giselle bluntly answered that makes Xander smile. " You really like Gold and Diamonds ?" Xander asks, which makes Giselle giggle. " I like expensive and luxurious things Xander, It gives me happiness"

Igniting that familiar stomach of tingles and butterflies, drawing me to that sense of safety. “I didn’t even think of it that way. I’m sorry. You’re not a possession, you’re my soul and the most precious thing I have in my life. I’ll make that up to you, I swear. We just need to use it to our advantage in the meantime and take it one day at a time. When you see that all it changes are the things which benefit you, then maybe it won’t seem so huge, so scary. I don’t own you. I never will. Marriage isn’t about that for me, I’m not my cousins. You will always be the one who calls the shots, even if I like to pretend I’m in charge. You own me, London, heart and soul. I could never hurt you agai

he relayed before ending the call. As the weekend approached, Zee eagerly anticipated being home, away from the pressures of work. She genuinely enjoyed her job and didn't consider it burdensome, especially considering what she had gone through before securing it. Still, every occupation had its own set of challenges, right? Returning home was a relief, and she looked forward to reuniting with her friends. They had collectively decided to go out that weekend, with Zee suggesting one of the country's most prestigious venues. This place was a favorite among the elite and influential members of society. Mia and Irene readily agreed, recognizing Zee's penchant for places associated with affluenc

I was a man who owned everything, yet I was sitting here waiting for a ghost that wasn't coming back. ​I pulled out my phone and scrolled past the business emails and the missed calls. I opened the digital version of The Sovereign and found the latest column by L.L. Ni. ​“The most expensive things in life are the ones that can never be replaced, only mourned.” ​I finished my drink in one gulp, the burn of the bourbon matching the fire in my chest. Whoever this writer was, she understood a truth I was learning the hard way. I had traded a soul for a bet, and now I was a king of an empty, silent castle.

Holding both of us tightly, I couldn't help but to smile widely, as I parted my lips. "No Mr billionaire, you are the best gift..." I said, whispering out to him as I kept on holding unto my family that fate no longer had the power to take away from me... With my heart racing and my stomach filed with butterflies, I whispered out to him as I kept on holding unto the most precious people in my life

DAMIEN (Lawrence's brother): How could you mess it up, a whole hired assassin couldn't capture a little girl? VINCENT: I hired the best man for the job. Don't talk to me like you hired me, we're partners here. DAMIEN: Their guard is high right now, so we need to stall for sometime before we actually get her. VINCENT: you talk like she's the main goal. We could just kidnap and take her so far away, he'll think she's dead. DAMIEN: No, it must be according to plan. You really think we can hide her from him?

"Are you sure? You can do anything and be ready to accept my offer against terms and conditions?" "Yes!" He hurriedly responds. "You will know the offer. But first, the condition is you need to trade something precious in exchange for money!" "Precious?" Caleb didn't understand. "Yes! Just think about it! It can be anything like land, jewellery or..." "Or?" Caleb asked. Byron smirked playfully. "Person!" He completed his word while his eyes turned powerful. "Until it's value and precious! I'll think about it! Caleb felt too nervous as he couldn't think about anything to call precious. There is nothing precious. His home is already Byron's. Now, what more he can have to give?

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.

The gifts she's received is till mind boggling From the royalties gifting them with a cruise ship,poppa_ a mansion that contained Another cruise ship,a large Indoor pool, two libraries and so much more Miguel and Tikka two Lamborghini, Eros and Michelle three Penthouses She sighed softly and then laughed. "To think "Melanie blurted out loud.. "Corazón ?"Lewis called walking in. His upper body was nude and the pants he wore kinda sagging "Yeah.... where's Apricot ?"she asked standing up. The nightie she wore did little in hiding her cleavages with her milky thighs were in view

Evelyn added, “She’s a native. And you know what? She kept on calling her mom in another language. Another thing? Earlier, she showed signs of breathing difficulty. Do you know what I suddenly remembered?” “You’re overthinking it, Evelyn,” River said, trying to dismiss all her statements. “Serenity or I don’t need questions right now—” “It’s the incident when the Montgomery Mansion was burned to the ground!” River stopped speaking. For a moment, he also forgot to breathe. “That’s where the Princess was lost, too,” she added. “And you’re aware that I have the chest that came from the late king and queen, right?” “Stop it, Evelyn…”