Tell Me You're Mine Novels & Stories

Pressing his lips against hers, he said, "Because you're mine." END OF BOOK ONE

" I want you to be my doll, a doll who can not do anything without her owner, and your owner is I, " " I want your heart, your body, your skin, and your soul all mine, just mine", " No, one has a right to see this beauty, no one has a right to come near this beauty, just me, only me......," he said. "You know I am insane for you, I can not explain what you mean to me, but I just want to say you are my passion, you are my everything, "

She must have a grudge against me. "Is he mine?" I growled. "Yes, Your Majesty. Tak is your son."

“You’re mine; do you hear me?” “Yes,” my songbird responds. “I’m all yours.”

Then his mouth tilted over mine. You belong to me.

“No one sees what’s mine.” “Y-yours?” “Mine.”

He pinned them above her head, holding on to her wrists with one hand. He bent closer to her until his mouth was almost on hers, his body inches away, but he didn’t close the short distance. She moved to meet him, but he moved away, a faint smile dancing around his lips. “You know what I want,” he said. “Tell me. Tell me what you want.” She looked at him, all warm and golden and strong above her. She said what was in her heart. “You. I want you.” He pushed her legs wide open and slid inside of her. Their twin moans echoed around the room. Too quickly, her whole body tensed and she exploded, tears once again streaming from her eyes, words she knew she would be embarrassed about later coming f

"Tell me you are mine. Remind me that I haven't lost you." "I am yours," I sobbed, my nails biting into the heavy muscles of his shoulders, my body wracked with a sudden, violent shiver of absolute need. "Only yours, Victor. Today, tomorrow, when we bait the trap, and when we finally close it. I am never leaving your side."

“I kid you not, I have no idea what's going on in this house. The whole thing happened like the angels blew the trumpet. I don't even know what Mark's voice sounds like to start with, not to talk of being in a relationship with him.” She responded as she leaned her back to the wall to give space for lady Gene to have a seat “You must be kidding me. I heard he kissed you.” She said as she pushed her neck closer to Tracy with her hand still on her waist. “You kissed him but you don't know what his voice sounds like? You think I'm a fool right?” With a skeptical stare and a smile, She said as she took her seat with her gaze still fixed on Tracy. “On my dead parents, Lady Gene. On my dead parent

"You're mine." I realize I’m not just curious — I’m already emotionally drawn in.