Precious Possession Novels & Stories

Leon came up with an idea, "and if I have someone precious to offer, does that count as a contribution to the country?" "I suppose so." Master Haslewood nodded. "Great!" Leon beamed. The one thing he had in abundance was treasures such as the Medical Codex and all the training methods he inherited from his ancestors, and he could simply offer to hand any one of these over to the country. "Why are you all excited? What would you have to offer?" Mark scoffed. Items that could be referred to as treasure must be extremely rare and it was unrealistic for a young man like Leon to own any.

he said, taking it and inspecting it. “I know, but that watch is important to me. It may not be as valuable as what they bet, but it’s my treasure. It was given by my father to my mother, so I hold it dear. It’s the only possession I have that I can use to find my father, so I hope you take care of it because, like them, I will also redeem it.”

“So, you want it to be under my name tonight itself? Are you sure this decision is not rushed and you won’t ask me to give it back to you? Because, if I’m having it, I’m having it forever. Paradis d’Amour is too precious to me and my mother to let it go.” Mr. Moore nodded readily, flashing a full-fledged smile. “Absolutely, Viaan. I am one hundred percent sure about it. And it is because of this attitude of yours. This possessiveness and love that you have for my precious, I can never find anywhere else.” His eyes darkened with the same possessiveness as he mentioned the property while agreeing to my words. Staring at him for some good seconds, I nodded. “Okay them. I’m ready. But I need a p

Smiling I grabbed my container and walked into the living room watching him as he talked to Chloe. He looked up at me, “I’m still amazed every day by her.” I nodded, “she is pretty special. I think she gets that from her daddy. ” Lucas leaned down kissing her forehead, “I don’t know about that. I mean you did tame me. You found a way inside.” Taking a bite of my food I shook my head, “yeah you thought you owned me there for a bit.” Lucas laughed, “oh baby I still do you and Chloe are my most prized possessions.”

Giving him a deadpanned look, "Answer my question and get going." As if my words didn't quite reach him, he picks up another bottle of wine from my expensive and very private collection while walking towards my couch. If it was anyone else, they'd be licking the floor by now for even breathing near my wine collection but I refrain myself because Lucifer Genovese is the one who helped me and my family get back their glory, he is the one pulling all the strings and all I had to do was wrap a thin wire across my father's neck and cut off his oxygen—which I was more than glad to do.

How he smiles up at me brimming with affection and faith, like I'm his entire universe. How I count time by the moments I spend with him. My throat tightens. Time. Not cash, not rank—time stands as the most precious thing on earth. A watch. Not just a pricey item, not just an add-on, but something meaningful. I straighten up, my heart racing. "A watch," I whisper, the concept forming so in my mind it almost takes my breath away. Adrian lifts an eyebrow. "A watch?" I nod, my fingers already want my pencil. "Not just any watch—a design that shows time. Time you spend with important people. Time you can't get back or replace." My voice grows louder as the idea forms in my head.

“I comprehend the importance of these items, and I appreciate your willingness to carry them with you. It is crucial to cherish the memories and the affection they symbolize.” As we walk side by side, we embark on a journey towards my humble abode, and with each step, my excitement grows exponentially. Crossing the threshold of the front door, a wave of memories crashes into my consciousness, evoking a mix of joy and melancholy. Skillfully maneuvering through the well-known rooms, I carefully select the possessions that possess the deepest emotional significance. Among them, a weathered photograph capturing the love between my parents, a delicate necklace once adorning my mother's graceful n

It glinted in the light, the old gold glowing with a rich, warm luster. "He gave it to my father, who, during a desperate moment, pawned it for a bottle of whiskey and a week's rent." Brian's tone was factual, not judgmental, merely stating a fact. "I redeemed it the moment I could afford to. It took me five years. It was the first thing I ever possessed that was mine. Not due to its value, but because of what it represented."

Only, she rarely moved. "You seem to have changed a lot lately," Avery said again, the smile on her face became more obvious, and she became more flamboyant. "Women in love are naturally different. Avery, I am truly very happy with him." Then, she took out an embroidered box from her bag and handed it over to Avery, "A while ago, I went to Hong Kong to shop and bought a present for you." Avery opened the box and inside was the exquisite crystal brooch. It could be seen that it was a natural crystal, and the color was very good. The market for this kind of thing was very good. It could be said to be priceless, and this gift was indeed heavy.

Filling and grabbing another glass of liquor from the table, he took a sip from it but without taking his eyes away from that person sitting on his bed who had not even mistakenly looked in his direction for once. "Actually I have bought something, so.." his eyes wandered all over her naked frame. "I am checking my possession on it," his words made her hug her knees more tightly because they crushed her soul cruelly. She was his possession now. He had bought her like a thing and now that was the ultimate truth of her life that he was her sole possessor. "So I won't be able to return home tonight as I need to do some more deep and thorough checks on my possession," he uttered, sniggering sile