She Is Mine Novels & Stories

I chuckle at my lack of self-awareness. "It might seem hard to get him back now, but I believe you can. I don't know why he would accuse you of being a gold digger, but I'm sure you guys will work things out and be together again." She gives me an encouraging smile. I smile back, talking to myself as much as her. "I hope so." ***

I believe that's part of what Wesley likes too. I turn to face her, about to tell her to not mention Wesley, but she continues. " Oh, and you're quite stubborn. You're still angry with him because it's no longer just about what you saw anymore, but the fact that your feelings are still strong for him, despite what happened. You're simply angry at yourself mostly." I blink at her. " Who are you ?" I'm not trying to be funny but just surprised. She chuckles. " I'm Callie, the girl who was supposed to be a true friend to you, the one who knows you more than I've known that cheerleading team, or Amber......"

Yuvraj's POV •••••••••••••••••••• "DON'T YOU KNOW THAT NO ONE. NO ONE CAN TOUCH YOU OR LOOK AT YOU OTHER THAN ME?" I roared. She flinched at my outburst and her eyes welled up. How dare he touch her! She was. She is. And she will always be Mine. Fucking Mine.

Ted Knowing I had her at my mercy at last, I decided to go slow this time. I wanted to enjoy this moment. Being inside of her, knowing she was mine, was pure ecstasy. Everything felt amazing, the way she moved under me, her body, her scent, everything. She was going to be with me as my wife and the mother of my children, no matter what she said or wanted. She was all mine, mine to do what I pleased with.

Everyone turned to look at Jasper. Jasper let out a roar of fury and grabbed Nicole's hair. He spat accusingly. "Whose child is this?" Nicole was surprisingly strong. She shouted, "Whoever's it is, it's not yours!" She pointed at Ariana, who was lying in a daze on the floor. "She won't have any child of yours either, because I've made you infertile! You'll never have another child for the rest of your life!" Jasper screamed in rage and tackled Nicole.

asks Esteban and I smiled nodding. "I am already in my home. Wherever I am with you, it is my home." "God, I love that you remember whose you are," Esteban says smiling. "Whose am I?" I pretend not to know. "You are mine, woman. Only mine" Esteban says taking my chin then kisses me. Yes, I am only his and he mine. As it should be. As it was always meant to be. The End

She's pulled away from the hug by the blonde who looks at me angrily. -She's mine, brunette! I stick my tongue out at her and run to Damon, who is waiting for me with open arms to jump into. After they leave, Damon runs with me up the stairs and throws me onto the bed, getting on top of me. He kisses every inch of my skin, as if he wants to mark me. My breathing quickens, letting out a small scream when he bites my right nipple and sucks it, doing the same with the other before kissing down to my clit.

I squatted down, grabbed her chin, and said with disdain, "He won't love anyone. You and I are nothing more than substitutes. What happens to me today will be your future tomorrow. Do you understand?" Eve still refused to give in, stubbornly arguing, "That's because you don't look like her enough! I even had plastic surgery to look like that woman, so he's bound to treat me well!" Hearing this, I felt she was even more pitiful than I was. I covered my mouth and burst out laughing. "You really are an idiot!" - Eve tried to fight back, but I shoved her to the ground. Shane and a group of his friends heard the commotion and rushed over.

“I said what I said. Your nakedness disgusts me to my core” He callously said, moving away from her. She sat up, holding her boobs with her arm, this time trying to cover itthem whilehe picked up the night gown she flhad hungo the side earlier. “You are bewitched. Mark! You have been bewitched. I must agree with the mistress on that” She said, angrily but still trying not to raise her voice to not allow the whole thing esto calate “And who do you think you are to call me by my name or tell me I'm bewitched?”

I didn’t trust mine. She responded slowly, her lips cautious against mine. But the longer I held her, the more she melted into me, her arms circling my neck, her body pressing into mine. And I held on tighter. Maybe if I touched her right, maybe if I kissed her enough, it would wipe away the storm inside me. She broke the kiss first. “Dante…” I kissed her again, desperate, coaxing. She didn’t resist.