What’s Mine Is Hers Novels & Stories

For now. “Joker... What exactly do you think I am to you?” Her voice cuts through the silence, sharp yet hesitant, as if she’s afraid of the answer. The question sends a jolt of amusement through me, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s so simple, so obvious. How can she not see? “You. Are. Mine.” My words spill out like a fact etched in stone, unshakable. Of course, she’s mine. She has to be. She belongs to me in the way the night belongs to darkness, the way chaos belongs to madness.

“I said what I said. Your nakedness disgusts me to my core” He callously said, moving away from her. She sat up, holding her boobs with her arm, this time trying to cover itthem whilehe picked up the night gown she flhad hungo the side earlier. “You are bewitched. Mark! You have been bewitched. I must agree with the mistress on that” She said, angrily but still trying not to raise her voice to not allow the whole thing esto calate “And who do you think you are to call me by my name or tell me I'm bewitched?”

Since we were only a few inches away from each other, our eyes were so intense in scowling. "Mister." I inhaled strongly. "Speaking of rights, I've got the right to her. This woman is mine. She's just mine. She was once my wife, we once shared a connection. A bond. So, for your damn information, I own her. She is mine. Just. Mine."

I shackle both her wrists with my hand. She hisses at me. The sound thrums at my nerve endings. The hair on my neck rises, and my brain cells seem to fire all at once. I can’t help the smirk that curls my mouth. Just how I like it. Hard. Wild. My kind of dominion. Warmth pools in my chest. “What are you waiting for?” She surges up, trying to pull out of my hold. I lean my weight on her, not enough to hurt but with enough pressure to show her who is bigger, more powerful. Who is in charge—and, yes, to make it clear that she is mine to command. Mine to do with as I want.

He was mine, and I was his. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

She said and I crashed my lips to hers. This girl is mine.. always be mine.. always will be mine.. everything is mine.. I don't share won't share will never share.. From now on.. SHARE will be erase from my dictionary of life

Her skin is the color smooth molten chocolate and her frame is small, I can’t wait to see what hides under that dress of hers. I hear her hammering heartbeat and staggered breath, she is slowly losing it. Another female scootches over to my Mate and tries to wrap her arm around her. A possessive growl leaves my lips. “Mine.” I say with baring teeth. She quickly pulls back her arm and slides back in her seat.

He explains himself. Damn him and his heartmelting words. " Don't make me start to consider buying more of that colour." " I wouldn't mind." He says, kissing my hand. " Sure you won't." I say sarcastically. " I've given you kisses as well." I continue to remind him. " But you didn't let me mark what's mine." He complains. " Nope, I'm not going to let you give me a bloody hickey. Forget it dude." I shake my head.

Starting at forever and Ending at Never . She is My beginning and She is my end too . . Playing Game of chasing , hiding behind the pillar of questions are not my types . . She can ran away from me and bump into someone else too But What's Mine , is mine and She is mine . . But no one can come in between us . She is my wife , taken by Me and I have all rights reserved On her . . I crave the calmness she give to my soul . . I'm the only one who knew that how I lived this two months without her . .

said Sherly sincerely. "I love you more. You are only mine, and I would risk anything to protect what is mine, it will always be that way."