She Is Mine Novels & Stories

She said and I crashed my lips to hers. This girl is mine.. always be mine.. always will be mine.. everything is mine.. I don't share won't share will never share.. From now on.. SHARE will be erase from my dictionary of life

For now. “Joker... What exactly do you think I am to you?” Her voice cuts through the silence, sharp yet hesitant, as if she’s afraid of the answer. The question sends a jolt of amusement through me, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s so simple, so obvious. How can she not see? “You. Are. Mine.” My words spill out like a fact etched in stone, unshakable. Of course, she’s mine. She has to be. She belongs to me in the way the night belongs to darkness, the way chaos belongs to madness.

I shackle both her wrists with my hand. She hisses at me. The sound thrums at my nerve endings. The hair on my neck rises, and my brain cells seem to fire all at once. I can’t help the smirk that curls my mouth. Just how I like it. Hard. Wild. My kind of dominion. Warmth pools in my chest. “What are you waiting for?” She surges up, trying to pull out of my hold. I lean my weight on her, not enough to hurt but with enough pressure to show her who is bigger, more powerful. Who is in charge—and, yes, to make it clear that she is mine to command. Mine to do with as I want.

Giving him a light peck with her eyes again turning a shade softer than ever, she whispered possessively going absolutely close to his ears as if afraid he'll wake up and scream for Alicia and scorn her way. “You’re mine. Only mine. Mine to hurt. Mine to kiss and Mine to ….,"

"You are MINE! MINE! You belong to me and nobody else. If that monster is carrying your children, that means she stole your seed from me and they belong to me as well. When I find her, I will rip them from her body and leave her a squealing mess on the floor." "Carnelia..." "EVERY part of you is MINE," she has never been this primal or possessive. "Even the parts that you think are too broken to mend." She places her forehead to mine, our horns touching. "Now say it." She demands. "Who am I?" "You are Carnelia Majere." "YES," she growls wrapping her legs around my hips, holding me to her. "My mate, my wife, and my queen." "YES!" she takes my forked member in hand and positions the larger one

She is about to say something when I take her in my arms bridal style and spin her around and laugh like a damn fool. Titan howls with happiness inside my head. ‘You were right!’ I laugh with joy. ‘Of course, I was. Told you she was special!’ his reply comes fast. She is. Not only special but perfect, and sweet, and innocent, and mine. All mine. I stop spinning. “Mine! You are fucking mine!” ’Our mate!’ “I don’t understand,” she says. “What is there not to understand? You are mine, and I am yours.” “But, but….”

She’s done what the rest of us would be way too scared to do. And she is mine. I am hers. My mate. So perfect.

"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."

I answered, almost choking on the last word. I prayed she did not hear the lie that slightly pitched my tone. "Look!" she implored. The feathery strands of her deep honey brown hair swept back to reveal the tiny circlet chain wrapped tightly around her neck. The center held a simple little disk with a single diamond in the dead center. "It's beautiful," I gushed. "So, I take it everything went well." I had begged Vie to show up tonight, knowing that Trev would be here.

But with the scent exuding from her, I am sure of the fact that she is of higher blood. Is it just me or do I seem to be always taller than the ladies I meet? “I’m Hailey, Tyrone’s mate and Luna,” she introduces herself to me and I am surprised that I do not even know her. “Luna Hailey? Oh goodness. I didn’t know it was you. It’s nice meeting you,” out of courtesy, I hold out my hand for a shake and she accepts immediately. “It’s nice meeting you too,” she says and then withdraws her hand after. “So I'm here to just thank you and your beta for helping me out two days ago,”