Pretend You're Mine Novels & Stories

Anybody but him would be fine, any other feelings than the one pulsing through my veins making my head dizzy and my body come painfully alive and aware of the one man I should be hating. “Then pretend I’m not me, just for now.” “Pierce, that’s-that’s crazy.“ A sad smile crossed his lips. “I will have you in anyway you give yourself. I am desperate.” His lips crashed into mine.

"You seem to be fond of this place, so I'll give this to you." "That doesn't mean that I want to have this!" I reasoned out. "You can have it." he smirked as if it was just candy being handed out. “No, Hugh. I don’t need this. These are all yours. ” "And what's mine is yours." he said as a matter of fact tone. "And meanwhile, I don't have anything to you." I hissed. "You are mine and you are more than enough."

Merrick POV You. Are. Mine! You. Are. Mine! You. Are. Mine! These words kept ringing in my head with no respite. That voice played over and over vibrating in my skull. My head swirled in a foggy gray cloud as I walked slowly in circles in a haze. I tried to remember what happened that night. I was ready to spend a glorious evening with my lady, to make her mine. I remember the phone calls, phone calls that begged to see me. I had no intention of going further with her. She was just a little fun to pass the time. I had been searching for my chosen mate and when I had a clear conscious of who that would be, I asked her to be mine. As nervous as I was, I trusted our feelings more than the fear

“Well, I can't forget you. Ever since I saw you, you've been on my mind.” I let out a laugh, relief filling me as I look at him. He could have just said so, there was no need to pretend to be interested in who I am when he came for Medusa and not the woman behind her. “I see, well the fantasy usually dies out when you realize I'm not what I claim to be.” I smile, this time genuinely. “Medusa is an act, it's my job. I can pretend to be anyone, make you feel special and still go and cuddle up next to my boyfriend.”

But there’s nothing between us. This is instinct … wet, hot urges. Nothing real. Just temporary fun. At least, that’s the lie that I tell myself as I wind her hair around my fingers. As she loops her hand in mine. As the diamond of her ring glints like a star. I pretend that I’m fine with this. Because what other choice is there? It could be real. Oh, that wicked, tempting voice creeps in. This marriage is pretend. But nothing stops you from having a proper one. With time, maybe ... Maybe there’s a chance?—

"Mine. Say it. Say you're mine." "Yours, Daddy! Only yours! Forever yours!" "That's right. And no one takes what's mine. No one even looks at what's mine. MINE!"

I've been gyming since I was twelve! But she was pretty. God, she was so fucking pretty. “That's right, Mine. You won,” I grinned, lunging forward to tickle her. She shrieked in protest, squirming under my grip and giggling so hard I thought she’d choke on air. “I’ve told you! That’s not how you pronounce the Mine in my name!” “And I’ve told you before…” I narrowed my eyes dramatically, pausing just long enough to make her squeal again, “I. Don’t. Care!”

Aimee walks behind me and rests her chin on my shoulder, hugging me from behind. “This company, this is not me, this. All of this, it's been months, and I can’t cope with this anymore”, I say, opening my arms and taking a deep breath after closing my eyes. Aimee spins me around and places both her hands on my face cradling it. “ You can do whatever you put your mind to. I don’t have any doubts”, Aimee says, and I shake my head, feeling my heart getting tighter and my mind foggy.

"Act like understanding me is something you're entitled to." His jaw tightened. "I'm not acting like anything." "You sent me a message designed to get inside my head and now you're standing here acting like that's honesty. It's not honesty. It's strategy." "Everything is strategy with you," he said, and the flatness in his voice had acquired an edge now, something genuine and sharp. "Someone does something that isn't purely calculated and you immediately find the angle in it because you can't imagine anyone doing anything that isn't about winning something."

-I know, but I can't risk them taking you from me. -You're crazy, I yell at him. -I helped you because that's what I would have done for anyone. I'm not yours. -You are mine, and you will stay here. Because that's what I want,he yells at me angrily.