Scorpio Possessive Novels & Stories

her heart fluttered, she loved his possessive nature, but if only she would have taken his words seriously instead of brushing it off, if only she would have seen the way his face morphed into darkness. He lifted her from her waist as she twirled in the air. Taking her hand, in his, he dragged her away from the crowd in a more quiet area, their hands not leaving each other, he sucked on her neck, while Lily, hands roamed on his chest "Do you know how hard it is to control myself around you?" his husky voice whispers in her ear, she moans when he nips at the shell of hear ear, his eyes tightened around her waist " You are an art, baby, One I wish to possess," his eyes turned Black as he spoke

Samantha finally saw the real Lexus Del Fierro. They exited the shop, with the driver carrying all the purchases while the rest of the items were already in the car. "Why did you do that?" Samantha asked her boss. "They talk too much. That's what I dislike, people who talk too much," he answered, and his annoyance was still evident. "They might be supporting their families. Haven't you thought about that? Maybe that's the only job that provides for them," Samantha explained. "Tss, stop meddling with what I am doing. You might want me to send you back where you came from," he threatened her in an angry tone.

" Stacy said everything that happened just now, her mother coaxes her and said ''Stacy you have plenty of time to lure max, don't worry, just enjoy tonight. You know you are beautiful enough to make anyone fall it just time is not a right baby girl." Stacy confidently said, ''Yes mom you will see one day Max will fall for me."

Ace said in a threatening yet soft tone which made her remember the old days. "I think you have forgotten. So, let me remind you it again. Always remember this baby girl, you are mine. Mine to touch. Mine to love. And I will not let any other touch what only belongs to me. I won't mind to burn them alive. Trust me, baby girl, I am very possessive when it comes to my things. And you are my woman. The mother of my babies then imagine how much possessive I am about you? The moment my eyes had fallen on you, from the moment you were mine. And I do not share what is mine. When I can not bear any cheap around you, and that bastard dares to propose to you in front of me then imaging what can I do w

For the first time in a long while, someone touched me without cruelty. And I let myself feel. QUESTION OF THE DAY Alice has discovered that her husband has another woman—will she finally walk away? Her visit to Christopher’s house crossed a dangerous line. Will this trespass destroy everything? READ: POSSESSION OR LOVE?

"I live in your house; I don't know if that counts. Besides, how can that hurt you? I'm a free girl." "In that you are mine alone! From this moment on, I forbid you to be seen with this man or anyone else. Do you understand?" he asked in a domineering tone, and she opened her eyes wide in the face of this attack of possessiveness. To have been not to possess. You can have what you don't want. Possession is having and enjoying what you have. José Saramago.

She wondered; this man was the most confusing one she’d met. At first when she saw his true nature, she’d hated the moon goddess for pairing her with such a jackass, he might be good-looking, but he had an unwelcome character, one that would repel any she-wolf. But now, after seeing him that day, after seeing the fear in his eyes, he looked so terribly frightened of losing her, of losing something that belonged to him, like he was familiar with the pain of losing something so dear to him before, and he was scared of experiencing that pain all over again. She knew that there must be a reason for this; his possessive nature didn’t come naturally, something must have caused it. She recalled Cia

She grins and clasps her hand over mine. "A claim is a very powerful thing on a wolf. Not only does it ward off any other male, but it also labels you as belonging to someone else." I frown. I hate that word, belong. It makes me feel like a possession, a property and that is not something I am okay with. I am my own person.

"Your body, your heart, your soul, your mind. Everything. I want all of it to belong only to me." "It already does belong to you," Nyxoria whispered back breathlessly. "All of me belongs to you, Tharros. Only you." "Good," Tharros growled possessively. "Because you are mine. Only mine. And I am never letting you go." He kissed her again, deep and demanding and full of possession. His hands roamed her body like he was claiming every inch of her. Nyxoria melted into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back just as passionately.

his grip tightened around her jaw, turning her eyes more watery. "And do not think about taking my possession away from me because Zian Karlson believes in tormenting his belongings on his own rather than sharing it with someone else," he growled, throbbing her heart. So all this while, he was considering her just a thing which he had claimed and wanted to possess.