Novel & Cerita She Is Mine Manga

I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Stay sane and keep healthy 🌍 Let's cooperate with each other❤️ Happy reading 🤗 ***** "Mizu, you really are being insolent." Yuko said. His eyes were fixed on the rebellious girl. Mizu? Her name is Mizu, but the girl is not Japanese. "No response." Mizu raised an eyebrow at her. "Okay, I'll say something..." She continued her speech.

I asked quietly. Kenji gasped. "You know?" I nodded quietly. "Yes. I am an Omega. A rare Omega." "Ah!"

he said flatly. “Mitsuhide, I’m not a flightly barracks hoe. You are the only one I want, not any of your teammates. Not any of mine either. Just you,” she said, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Well, that’s good to know,” he said with a chuckle. “Are you done looking around yet?” “Mitsu, a woman, is never done looking around for things,” she said. “Wonderful,” he said with his eyes to the sky.

she spat back, her voice laced with possessiveness and defiance, a stark reminder of the entanglement that bound us together. A surge of defiance rose within me, emboldening my next words as I stood my ground, unyielding in the face of her resistance. "I think you are forgetting something here. I'm the man here, and I have the right to choose who I want to be with," I countered, my tone firm and unwavering, a flicker of rebellion igniting within me.

The only thing I could do was to step back slowly. Whoever that was behind me seemed to have read my mind. They matched my pace and kept a fair distance from me. Step by step, I retreated until I reached a cliff. When I finally turned around, I saw a girl. Half of her face was disfigured, and the white dress she wore was stained with blood. She marched toward me and let out a quiet laugh. Her voice was extremely soft, but it pierced my ears like needles. I instinctively reached up to touch my ears—only to find that it was covered in blood.

For a brief moment, it even made me feel jealous. Smack! Before I could react, my left cheek was burning with pain. I stared at Shane in disbelief as his hand hovered in midair again, only for him to lower it when he saw my reddened eyes. "She didn't bring any sleepwear, so what's wrong with her wearing one of yours?" Finally, I couldn't hold it in anymore. "Shane, so whatever she says is the truth now?! Am I really that petty in your eyes? "I don’t owe you anything for coming to this world!"

Like that crest wasn't an ancient symbol handed over to me. She took my land and she wasn't satisfied. Took my title yet unsatisfied. Took the power and that didn't satisfy her. She went ahead to throw me out, turning me into a wanderer, ripping all of that from me in front of everybody as she said, “You are nothing but the wolf who betrayed his mate.” And now, she'd taken my crest. My insignia. The only succor I had.. Her voice still rang in my ears. Cold and unshakable. With words that pierced like dagger through my every being.

They stripped her bare right on the spot and shaved her head bald, carving the word 'ho' on her face. The wife got away with it because she had a documented history of mental illness, and the people she brought with her were all psychiatric patients, too. There was nothing Sue could do but accept the humiliation. She was beaten until she passed out, then sent to the hospital by a kind-hearted colleague. When she woke up once more, she had lost her mind as well. Whenever she woke up, she would stare out the window and mutter, "I'm sorry… I'll never be a mistress again…"

she whispered, but the words barely scraped past her throat. He ignored her. His mouth dragged over her skin, sloppy and possessive. His grip was bruising, fingers digging into her hips, his body pressed so tightly against hers that she could barely breathe. "You’re mine," he muttered against her collarbone, his voice thick with drunken arrogance. "You always will be." A tear slipped down her cheek. Ashley pushed against his chest, her hands trembling, but he barely noticed. Or maybe he did and just didn’t care. "Stop," she tried again, but it came out hoarse, broken.

she maliciously laughs. Wait… what? Did she just address me as a whore? How annoying. I grip her hand on my hair, flinging it to the side, “And you are?” My brow slightly raises. Her hand rudely flies to her lips, “Oops! Sorryyy! I didn't get to introduce myself,” wiggling her two fingers over her shoulder, “You can call me, Jasmine. I'm Alpha Blade’s fiancee, and the mother of his heir,” she giggles, and my body immediately freezes in shock.