She Is Mine Manga Novels & Stories

Following her gaze, Shana grasped the situation but before she could strengthen herself, Vihaan hold her right wrist and pulling her again, spoke with a look Shana could not understand " You have my name tattooed on your heart?" ................................... Enjoy reading it :) Love to all <3

Finally she is mine. **********************

"We haven't seen in what? Years? And the first thing you ask me is why I'm here?" Shota was a woman with a mysterious kind of beauty. Her eyes were two colours; one blue and the other green. Her ears were pointy like an elf and when she smiled, the tips of two tiny white fangs protruded. Her hair was a blend of different colours, blue, green, gold and ginger. The ghost of a smile lifted Henry's lips as he accessed her. "You haven't changed one bit Shota." Shota laughed and hugged him lightly. "Neither have you, Henry. You do look more heartless and cruel."

They were looking so cozy. HOW DARE SHE?!?! SHE IS MINE ONLY MINE... My mind was blurred . I can only see fury . I did the thing which came into my mind firstly. I went near her and pulled her towards me . SALAM EVERYONE HOPE YOU ALL ARE DOING WELL SO HERE IS THE MEXT CHAPTER HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT AND PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND PLEASE REVIEW THE BOOK VOTE PLEASE 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇

Her skin is the color smooth molten chocolate and her frame is small, I can’t wait to see what hides under that dress of hers. I hear her hammering heartbeat and staggered breath, she is slowly losing it. Another female scootches over to my Mate and tries to wrap her arm around her. A possessive growl leaves my lips. “Mine.” I say with baring teeth. She quickly pulls back her arm and slides back in her seat.

Just before making her see the sky, I whispered in her ear: "Say you're mine, say there will be no one else..." She was in a daze, panting uncontrollably. "I..." I helped her by giving her a light smack that pushed her to the edge. "Say it, do it..." "Sono tua, solo tua... Watashi wa subete de anata o aisuru tsumorinanode, sore wa watashi o totemo kowagara semasu."

As I grasped her hand tightly, she gazed deeply into my eyes. "You're mine . . ." I murmured. "I claimed you as mine in the middle of the night, and you're becoming my mate, Artemis," I added. "I, Artemis—" she declared boldly, her voice ringing with confidence and strength. "Stop this!" My heart skipped a beat as an unexpected interruption jolted me out of my thoughts. My eyes widened in disbelief as she appeared before me. A wave of discomfort and bewilderment is washing over me at this very moment. I can vividly imagine that the only two possible options for the person being referred to are Hermione or Artemis.

"You're mine." "You're mine." She whispered back, lightly placing her lips on mine. She pushed me back on the bed and leaned over me. Her hair fell in thick curtains around my face, and I was trapped in her intense gaze. I watched as the lilac flooded her irises again. "And I'm going to show you just who you belong to."

She rushed her words, her breathing ragged. “A tattoo that changes sizes, huh?” I curled my fingers around her neck, forcing her gaze to meet mine. She shoved my chest hard. “Get away from me! It's none of your business. It's my body and I do what I want to it.” I leaned back, my voice low and dangerous. “I bought you so you're officially mine. M. I. N. E.” I spelt it out. She stared at me in disbelief. “I decide what goes on your skin and what does not. I decide what you do and what you don't. Everything about you is my business, so get that into your skull,” I pointed at her head.

She had perfect skin and her lips were flushed dark red from God knows what, but her eyes? One was beautiful; blue as the ocean but the other...it was plain white with no iris or anything. It looked so deep and focused like she was cutting into me without a blade. I couldn't help wondering if she could even see in it. “But never forget…” her grip on me through my pants tightened, “…you’re mine. You belong to me. And I don’t fucking share what’s mine.” She leaned in just enough for her breath to brush my lips. I could feel her hot breath down my neck. Her hand started rubbing me harder through the fabric, the friction making me lightheaded.