Romance Novels Possessive Hero Novels & Stories

He smirked, pulling her towards him— that wicked, devilish grin that meant danger. He was hovering over her, with that haunting, predatory gaze. She scooted back, palms scraping the floor— but there wasn’t fear, just determination to get rid of him. “You call me a whore, yet you claim me as yours and cling to me like a starving dog. Why?” She asked. “I am a possessive man, baby girl…. And what's mine will always be mine. Even if it's trash, I will decide its fate.” He stated. “You want to possess me because you know you’ve lost me, Damon.”

She knew she was far below his standard but it didn't mean he had the right to derogate her over and over again. “Every breath you take belongs to me, princess. Your mind, your soul and…” he paused, twisting the dagger of apprehension deeper into her stomach. An edge of dominance laced his voice, his tone thick with sheer possessiveness as he continued, “and your body. I own it all.” She felt her breath stutter. His claim of ownership on her wrapped around her like a constricting snake. Perhaps, he had the right. Money buys you everything- from status, dreams to the right to insult others.

His words sent my earlier scheduled plan of seducing my brother-in-law for revenge straight into the trashcan. New Hope has certainly shown me a different side of Roman. A side I'd never seen. “You’re a little possessive, you know that?” Roman’s lips curved, but his gaze didn’t soften.“No, love. I’m a lot possessive. And now you know.” My chest rose and fell, heat flooding my cheeks.

" He asked impatiently. A yes or a no. I looked at him, already staring me. Then my face changed into one of the biggest smiles as I jumped on him and threw my arms around his neck. "Of course!" I said, nodding my head like a crazy person. He just laughed at my behavior and wrapped his arms around me, tightly. "I love you too, Ace." I whispered as he pushed the ring in my finger. And I meant it. Deep from my heart. I was sure of one thing. He loved me from the start. He loved me when I didn't even know about him. I had been and will always be only his. His Possession. _______________________________________________________________________ THE END.

But there was reverence in the way he held her, even in the midst of the storm. "I want to possess you," he growled against her mouth. "But not like Marcus did. I want to possess you the way the ocean possesses the shore—returning again and again, reshaping you with every touch, but never destroying what makes you you." God, the poetry in his darkness. Maya had spent so long equating intensity with danger that she'd forgotten it could also mean passion, devotion, worship. "Then possess me," she breathed. "All of me. The broken parts and the healing ones. The strength and the scars."

I agreed to marry her just for The Business. My friends looked Happy why my Parents were least Interested. I looked at Elena ans she is looking shocked. She is trying very hard to come in terms with what is happening soo sudden with her Life. Saying I am attracted towards her would be an Understatement. I don't love her but her beauty Excites me. I wanted her the moment I saw her. I will protect and will stay loyal to her. I will care for her. I will protect her from every evil but who will protect her from me? I am very possessive. I am dominant. I love to dominate. I don't like anyone touching my things not even my friends. She have to bare my this side.. From now onwards she is mine to to

The kind who’d keep you locked up somewhere fancy and call it caring, who’d scare off anyone who came too close, but never bother to ask if you wanted him to in the first place. Calla wanted to roll her eyes and laugh. "Protective? I don't think so. The man wants to own you, not protect. He's too commanding," she said, then paused when she saw Nonna Luisa had a straight face. "Sorry to say," she quickly added. "He-a Romano. Commanding comes with– with the blood," she replied with a bittersweet smile. Calla saw something in the elderly woman's eyes. It was quick, almost gone before she could name it, like she was remembering something heavy.

“Marcella, do you understand what that means?” I sigh, already knowing where this is going. “Stephanie….” “I’ve always wanted to date one,” she cuts in, her eyes dreamy now. “Like… the possessiveness, the obsession, the way they don’t let anyone else touch what’s theirs…” She hugs herself slightly, smiling. “It’s exactly like the dark romance books I read.” I stare at her, completely unimpressed. “You need help,” I say and she laughs. “I’m serious! Imagine it… a guy who would burn the world for you? Who would kill for you?”

"That makes me happy. I just... I don't like the thought of anyone else touching you. You're mine, and I don't want to share you with anyone." "I am not going to someone else baby, stay assured." She said and pecked his cheeks as he started driving. Arthur let out a breath, his features softening slightly as she pecked his cheeks. His dominant nature was somewhat mollified by her reassurance, and the fact that she was willingly giving in to his possessive instincts only increased his feelings of satisfaction. "Good," he responded, his voice still tinged with possessiveness. "Because you're mine, and I'll make damn sure everyone knows it."

Hello, Oot is here (Read O-o-t, not 'Ut,' hehe). I am an exclusive writer at Goodnovel Indonesia (Exclusive Goodnovelist). The original version of 'My Possessive Sugar Daddy’ (Indonesian ver) is my first novel on this platform and reached 1,2 million readers when this English version was published. The success of this book made me chosen as one of the Authors of the Year in 2021. By the way, this book has been completed since November 2021. And this February 2023, I decided to make an English version due to several requests from global readers both on I*******m DM's and in the comments session.