What’s Mine Is Hers Novels & Stories

Rico informed me. “Eh, what’s mine is hers and what’s hers is mine,” I stated. “Your funeral,” they told me.

She’s really cute. My eyes met hers, I made sure that my expression’s unreadable. I can’t let her find out. Not now at least. “They’re yours anyway.” I told her. I secretly bit my tongue. I shouldn’t have said that. She’ll be confused. I saw her blinked, startled. “What do you mean, ‘mine’? Sir Hart, I don’t own anything here.” she said furrowing.

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.

I hushed her down gently as her body trembled slightly against mine "none of this is your fault" "Well we shouldn't have come here together then. Look at how I have managed to hurt Mia just when I have had the pleasure of meeting her" she complained some more through her sniffles. She pulled away from my hold and looked up at me to met my eyes "I really didn't mean to ruin anything minho"

After he r mum left she decides to go outside and water the flowers. She takes a bucket and goes outside with a bucket full of water,as soon as she steps out,a neighbor Mrs Ney was busy with her flowers too.Good morning ma'am Lucinda says ,morning Lucinda how are you?when did you come back.I am ok ma'am she smiled I came back yesterday oooh how is work?Work is fine thank you.Lucinda is one of the people who don't like sharing their life activities, she carries on watering her flowers and plugs in her earphones and starts singing loudly.Mrs Ney's son comes out with a bottle of water in a T-shirt and shorts good morning mum ,morning Dray how are you?I am fine mum wanna do my workout outdoors t

“She’s mine!, hand her over!.” I can take everything, like every single fucking shit he has in store for me!, but no one!, no one on earth has the right to claim me!, I am not a commodity and he better known that!,the earlier the better. “She’s not yours!!.” Kai replied with angry tone. I hope you ain’t about to claim me as his!. “I presume she belongs to no one!!.” Kai yelled. I smiled warmly when he said that,like they say the little things mean a lot, and it sure does to me.

She opened the gate and walked into the compound and the sight of suitcases was what the moonlight allowed her to see. "What? I wasn't expecting anyone. Whose bags are these?" She whispered to herself as she walked closer to the bags. Upon reaching the bags, she noticed that they looked exactly like the ones she owned. Out of confusion, Jasmine bent down to open one of the bags and while feasting her eyes on the content, she realized that they were in fact her clothes. Jasmine stood for a second and wondered how her clothes and all her belongings would have gotten to be outside her apartment. She knew that Alexander had paid the rent for two years and she had only been living there for six m

Riots would break out if ever die. I had to do something soon. I had to claim her before we head back to Europe. She has to be completely mine. I tried being reasonable with her and gave her a chance to submit to me. Give in to her desires but she was as stubborn as a mule. She didn’t budge. I had to do claim her whether she like it or not. I don’t care if she doesn’t want to do anything with me but she was mine the day I laid my eyes on her.

My back was already turned against her when she speaks: “So, he’s truly your mate and not one of your flings?” The question has me turning to look at her in bewilderment. What does she make of me? A hoe? “Why would you even say that?” Disgust is coiled around my tongue when the words get out of my mouth. “Because I know you like the back of my palm,” “Since you claim to know me well, have you seen me this serious about an issue concerning a man?” “That’s why I need a confirmation, sis. I don’t want it to be one of your numerous escapades.”

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….”