Tell Me You're Mine Mga Nobela at Kwento

he demanded, "don't you realize you're mine? Only mine! And without another word he kissed me.

"So don't talk to me about pain and misery" She blinked and fresh streams of tears flowed down her cheeks smoothly, swallowing the lump in her throat she took hold of his hand and clutched it tightly, as though her life depended on it. she knew she could never win against him so she decided to tell him, perhaps she’d feel better in a way; lighter. "I....I'm unwell". She stuttered quietly. As if that wasn't obvious. "I'm….dying". She choked out. For a moment he seemed to have spaced out, he just stood there staring at her blankly, so she continued.

He's mine. I'm his. Forever.

Please save me! “I love you, Rani!” he professed. Now my mind went blank. Was I dreaming? Another trick I believe “I know I have been crazy with you, but I truly love you from the depth of my heart. I’m sorry for all the wrongs I have done to you.”

“I miss you so much. I miss the way you used to laugh, how your eyes would light up when you were happy. I just want to hold you again, to feel you beside me. Can’t you see how much I need you?” I let out a ragged breath, my voice barely a whisper. “Please, Lea. I need you. I need to tell you how much I love you, how I never wanted to hurt you. I’ve been lost without you. I’m begging you... come back. Give me a chance to make things right

Looking very undecided. "Minho I still love Kristal" he informed me in a whisper as if sharing a secret known only to him "I don't know if I trust myself to stay here with her and not try to hold on to her again" His confession sent my head spinning and my heart feeling like someone had poked it with some sharp object.

Fuck me! "I won't apologise; in fact, you should. I'm only this crazy because of you. You're the one who's bringing back a side of me I lost, actually a side of me I never knew existed. I don't know who this person is, but I love her. I seem to have found myself but also extra parts I never knew existed. Kicking the door closed, I pull him towards me; stumbling back, we both fall in a heap on the floor.

“I own you.” “Yes..I’m yours”

Every argument turned into a battle, a test, a war of wills. One night, he showed up at my house unannounced. My heart raced, half with fear, half with the strange pull I couldn’t deny. “I know what you’re doing,” he said, voice low, dangerous. “Trying to make me jealous. Testing me.” I looked him in the eye, my chest tight but my voice steady. “Maybe I am.” His expression darkened. “You’re mine,” he growled. “Don’t forget it.” “I haven’t forgotten,” I said, smiling faintly. “But maybe I’m learning what I deserve.”

She was mine alone. Mine.