She Was Mine Novels & Stories

Finally, she's mine forever. ~THE END~

This woman was mine. She belonged to me. I owned her. But fuck if she didn’t own me too.

Tonight, she was mine. And I wasn’t letting go..

Hermione stood up. “Don't ever compare yourself to me.I am not,was never and will never be like you.If you want to think I cheated go on ahead.I owe you no explanation whatsoever.I am no longer yours,”she said angrily.He saw it all.The beauty.She was still as beautiful,now more beautiful.Its like she wasn't aging.There was a spark in her eyes as she spoke.

She was overjoyed, rolling from one edge of the bed to the other in delight until she fell asleep. Meanwhile, back at Max's house, Karen fumed with anger as she placed the phone on her ear and said, " I am not sharing Max with anyone, I want you to find out who that lady is,"...

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.

" A tall and thin man walked in. Before he even stepped into his room, his voice boomed. It was my best friend, Tyler Yates. "She ended her dream of a dance career for you! Did you forget that she's still got nails in her leg right now and that her leg still hurts on rainy days? "I heard that you disappeared while she was giving birth. After she risked her life to give birth, you snatched the baby away. She hasn't even seen her own baby! "It's been less than a month since then, but how many times have you and that homewrecker tortured her?

“Forget it, he's mine.” Mine? Hers?.

"You — please — I belong to you—" "And will you let anyone else touch you?" "No." She shook her head desperately. "No, Damien. Never. I won't — I promise — please—" "Who," he said softly, his lips brushing her jaw, "is the only one who gets to have you?" "You." The word came out like a prayer. "Only you. You and no one else — Damien—" The vibrator roared back to life. His fingers began to move. Hard. Deep. Relentless. His pace climbed and she stopped forming words entirely — there was nothing left but sensation and his name and the headboard rattling above her and the coil inside her pulling so tight she couldn't breathe—