She Is Mine Novels & Stories

His lips grazed her ear, his breath making her shudder with need. Henry watched her with pleasure-laden eyes, his hand coiling round her waist possessively. “You belong to me, Aurora. You're mine.” And he kissed her passionately.

i asked her "To please my master " she said " I don't have time for this , later" i said " You never have time for this , you know one day we gonna be married right ?" " I never said we're gonna get married , we fuck yeah , but that's it " i said " I'm so tired of waiting Damon" she said seductively as she gets down to unzip my pants and pulls out my dick and starts stroking it . I groan " You like that daddy ?" she said right before she shoved it inside her mouth and started sucking .

Strange in a good way. She's mine. She belongs to me, To use as I wish, To take when I desire, To fuck how I want, To do what I wish... Red is mine... Mine to care for, mine to protect, mine to love. Wait... What! Did I just mention LOVE?

"Not without getting what's mine " "She is not yours !" "She will be" "Leave!" "Mark my words. SHE WILL BE MINE!"

I don't give a fuck if he loves her, she's mine. She can be OUR dirty secret, but if she's ever going to belong to someone in public, it's going to be me.

She can't lose him to anybody. She can't lose him. Nelson is mine Nelson is mine Nelson is mine Those words echoed In her head. He is for her and her alone.

And so, I made it my mission to uncover the secrets hidden behind those mesmerizing eyes, determined to unravel the enigma that was her. The moment we kissed, she became mine. She is mine; she is just mine and no one else's. I have decided I will make her mine. She is mine to adore , mine to touch, and mine to do anything with. I will steal her and hide her from this world's eyes. I will cherish her and protect her from any harm that may come her way. She will be my everything, and I will stop at nothing to ensure her happiness. With her by my side, I feel complete and unstoppable. She is mine, an

Like she has spent so long chasing this fantasy that she no longer remembers who she was before it. Slowly, she shakes her head. Her lips move under her breath. At first I cannot make out the words. Then I realize she is repeating the same thing again and again in a whisper so soft it barely reaches the air between us. “Mine. He is mine. I won’t let her take him. Mine.” Over and over. Like a prayer. Like if she says it enough times, reality will finally bend into the shape she wants. My fingers twitch at my sides while I watch her carefully.

Her hands dragged over his chest, claiming skin that had once carried the weight of legacy now it carried her. Cassian groaned, hips lifting beneath her, desperate and reverent. “Say it.” She ground down harder, breath hot against his neck. “You’re mine.” His head fell back. “Again.” “You are mine,” she repeated, teeth against his ear. “Not the system’s. Not theirs. Just. Fucking. Mine.”

Since we were only a few inches away from each other, our eyes were so intense in scowling. "Mister." I inhaled strongly. "Speaking of rights, I've got the right to her. This woman is mine. She's just mine. She was once my wife, we once shared a connection. A bond. So, for your damn information, I own her. She is mine. Just. Mine."