Sooner Or Later You're Gonna Be Mine Comic Novels & Stories

“You belong to me, your pain, joy, and pleasure are all mine. Mine and mine alone.” He seals his declaration with a feverish kiss, finally relieving me of what I craved the most. My body had not yet recovered from his onslaught, but he was less than bothered. With one hard thrust of his hips, I became undone. My sanity shattered the instant he filled me whole. “Mine.” He growled, his fingers digging into my skin as he continued to mercilessly pound me with sheer strength and force. “Fucking mine!” How did I end up in such a compromising situation you ask?

I don't want to see the look he'll give to me next. It would probably be 'she is okay?' look and I don't want that to ruin my new found contentment. I took out my pen the a book and wrote down the quote. After which I went back to the three men fighting with guns drawing and wrote. I made it a comic and made one of them say, "She is mine!" Then another say, "First prove that the baby is yours." The the last say, "That's if you're both still alive." I chuckled as I wrote it.

They think I'm cheap. Easy. A gold digger. A whore. But Corian didn't stop kissing me. Didn't let go. His hand tight in my hair. His other hand on my waist. Pulling me closer. And when he finally pulled back, his eyes were dark. Satisfied. Happy. Like he'd just won something. Claimed something. Owned something. "Mine," he whispered against my lips. And the entire world had just witnessed it.

“We’ll meet again, my baby. That’s a promise. And when that time comes, I’ll claim you. I’ll make sure you carry my surname. You’ll bear my child—whatever it takes.” . . . END OF FLASHBACK

"A wolf king who understands the art of power is a far more useful tool than a mindless beast who only knows how to howl. You could be the sharpest blade in my collection." "And what do you want in return?" "Simple." My eyes glittered with a dangerous light. "You are my student now. You will obey my every command. And you will sit on that throne." Adrian considered this. "And if I refuse?" I didn't answer. I just lifted a finger. An invisible wave of Mental Domination slammed into his mind. "Ah!" Adrian grunted, the pain so sharp it nearly made him black out. I spoke calmly. "A warning. From a superior. You will suffer this pain every time you fail me."

he stands to his full height, stabbing my chicken with the fork, “eat.” Four strides to his massive chair, three words that are making my brain short circuit, ‘you’re mine, forever,’ two order’s he’s left me with, and one pair of soaked underwear.

Shit. "I can't wait to mark you and make you mine." -----

He stood up and stretched out his hand to help her up, he was glad she didn't argue, she just slid her hand into his and let him pull her up. "Hytham". She said as they walked to her desk. "Hm?". "I always dreamt of being like Aunt Zarah to your kids, you seem to be letting my dreams down, why aren't you married yet?". She said trying to lighten the mood. Hytham smiled subtly as he gathered her things into her purse. "I bet the little ones will love you as you did Aunt Zarah". He said. "I'll get married soon, just haven't found the right one yet".

And no longer his. Never his again. Mine. Finally. Completely. Mine.

“Mine… forever… knot, seed, soul… you belong to me… and you’ll carry me…” I drifted into the dark, body trembling, still held, still pressed to him, utterly wrecked, utterly his. And even as the currents swirled, even as my mind faded, Soren’s arms, tail, and desperate possessive whispering kept me bound, filled, and claimed. “Mine. You’re all mine… forever… all of you…”