Scorpio Possessive Novels & Stories

A forceful thrust punctuated his possessive declaration. "Before you ever speak of another man, always remember who you really belong to," the final thrust conveyed a primal promise, marking his dominance. His disdainful gaze spoke volumes that he was talking about Scott—no one else. The force of his hatred, I now understood, wasn't merely rooted in mob rivalry; it seemed to stem from the fact that Scott had possessed me before him. "And now, I'm going to cum inside you, marking you as mine." "Yes, please..." I moaned.

Because the moment he has all the control over BLACK PIPELINE CORPORATION will be the end for his enemies. Even without the inheritance he was already the second richest man in the world. Imagine how much he would worth when BLACK PIPELINE CORPORATION is fully his. I'm rooting for my husband. He released my hand and place his hand on the small of my bare back then started leading me towards the entrance. I wish he knew how much he affects me. It was so unfair. The hall was full with a lot of people, immediately we walked in, heads were turned towards us, watching us, admiring us while some young women were sending subtle glares towards me.

“Whoever grabbed her knew how to contain any signature.” My head turns slowly toward him. Bad move. A nearby monitor bursts in a spray of sparks. Zarek lifts both hands a fraction. “I’m not saying I like it.” “She had my shadows in her bloodstream, Zarek.” There’s a rough edge to my voice now. “She. Is. Fucking. Mine.”

I gripped her chin firmly, "—you'll learn to own who you are. To be the queen they fear." I stood up and circled her like a predator. "Look at me," I commanded. She obeyed. "I'm going to possess every inch of you,"I said darkly. "Not just your body, but your mind. Your heart. Your soul." Her eyes widened, part horror, part longing. "You'll hate me for it," I warned. "But you'll never be free without me." She shook her head. "No one owns me, Zayan." I smiled—a slow, dangerous curve of my lips. "That's where you're wrong, no one owns you behind our walls in front of the world but in our room in our place i owns you.."

'Would be good mother to pups. 'If she's cooperative,' I counter, drumming my fingers against the arm of my chair. 'I get the impression our little Sophia isn't just any omega.' Conri makes a sound in my mind that's the equivalent of a dismissive shrug. 'Of course she's not. She's ours.' His simple certainty would be amusing if it weren't so reflective of his primal nature. To Conri, possession is nine-tenths of the law, and the remaining tenth is irrelevant. He saw her, wanted her, caught her. End of discussion.

The next time I see you looking at another man like that, it won't be nice. My brain is telling me to be scared, but at the same time, the sick, twisted side of me is loving this. I love a man that is possessive over his woman, a man that makes the world know that she belongs to him and no one else. "I'm sorry sir, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" Mr Cross makes a sound that is almost inhuman while he glares at me. Again he is gripping my arm, to pull me off to only he knows where this time.

Why is it me? Apparently his name is JayPark, who stands out from the crowd and gets what he wants but I can't give him my first! but his strength is very strong, only one hand can hold hands above the top of my head, his feet are between the inside my awl I press hard there. I panicked and opened my eyes to look at him as if begging!

I swallowed, “In a way.” “Why?” “We already have so much happening here,” I responded, being truthful about my reason for the first time, “I don’t want to put Lisa in danger’s way. The first rule of war is to grab the Luna. I can’t let anything happen to Lisa.” “You have got it all wrong,” he chuckled dryly, “The Luna makes the pack stronger, she brings power to the pack. Luna’s are connected to the energy of the moon, and once she and the Alpha are together, the pack only grows stronger.”

I was pacing in his living room, he was shirtless and had a sweatpant on, Tristan had a tattoo on one side of his chest, it ran all the way to his back and the side of his neck. "I'm not okay Tris" I breath out. "Hey chill, sit down before you hurt yourself, what's wrong"? He asked sitting with me "It's Ethan" I voiced out and he scrunched up his brows "What did he do"? He asked "Nothing, Tris he hasn't done anything and that's what's scaring me, ever since that flashdrive thing, he has just been quiet" I told him "Okayyyy isn't that a good thing"? He asked obviously confused

And she can’t possibly tell them that she is ‘Shadow. In the underworld, Shadow is well known for being able to obtain information that even an influential person cannot. She is able to provide information about a needle in a haystack and its exact position. Aurora herself is just amazed by how capable her friend is.