When You Were Mine Novel Novels & Stories

This way I could see the fires of passion in both of their eyes, and I allowed it to melt the fear that still boiled just below the surface in my heart. "Yes, Sir," I whispered, the truth of my desire on my face. The joy and pleasure that shone from their eyes were almost enough to make any heartache that would blossom after this night worth it. Almost. Alyssa and Kevin reluctantly let me go so that I could give Vie a hug before we left. "I am so sorry that I drug you all the way down here and almost got you arrested," I whispered in her ear.

He explained to her and left immediately. A. N I apologise for rushing the chapter but I have gone far away from the romance and seems to speak a lot about the night, I want all of us to go into the entire point of the story soon to keep it alive, I just hope you enjoyed so far, I love you all ❤️

I wondered what is it as I picked to read. Dear Jay, I know when this letter comes across your hand, I'm already gone, but not for good, just to clear my mind. I have no regrets that I loved you. I love you since the first day I laid my eyes on you! You were the perfect guy fit for my prince charming dream. I have been searching for you throughout my college days, but luck wasn't on my side until the night I gave my precious gem to you! At first, I admit to getting mad about what happened, but seeing Cheska for the first time melts my heart.

The silence there was almost comforting. “So…” Gabriella broke it. “What family do you belong to?” I froze. My chest tightened. “Uhm… Underwood?” I muttered, unsure. She tilted her head. “Never heard of that family.” “I came from a far place,” I said quickly, forcing a smile. Anne had been quietly flipping through a book. I caught the title—fiction, fantasy. Something about her calm made me feel a little more at ease. But then my curiosity got the better of me. The image of the gray werewolf still haunted me.

6 AMIR The streets of Mexico City stretched before me like a maze, but I knew every corner, every alley. This city was mine, and soon, she would be too. My feet carried me through the busy crowd, but my mind was back in that quiet little bookshop with her. Mariana. I hadn’t meant to approach her so soon. I’d planned to stay hidden in the shadows a little longer, to let the tension build. But when I saw her today, standing there with her soft eyes and gentle smile, I couldn’t resist. She was everything I had imagined—pure, innocent, untouched by the darkness I carried with me.

“You are trembling.” “I am not,” I lied, again. This time he smiled openly. “May I?” he asked quietly. The question was unnecessary. Still, it mattered that he asked. I nodded once. He reached for my hand as though it were something fragile, something that might vanish if he moved too quickly. His fingers brushed mine—just barely at first—and the contact sent a shock through me so sharp I had to bite back a sound. When his hand finally closed around mine, warm and steady, the world seemed to narrow to that single point of connection.

Moonlight cast a quiet glow on the floor through the windows. "Rae." "Yes?" He was silent for a while before saying gently, "Thank you for giving me the chance." I said nothing but merely held his hand tightly under the moonlight glow. Nina flipped over and muttered something in her sleep. I know that there was a long road ahead of us, but this time, I was no longer afraid.

He left the room without looking back, and Sapphire ran after him with admiration in her eyes. I blinked hard to push the memory away. Jonah stood beside my luggage and stared at me with a cold expression. I did not know when it started, but as time passed, he stopped caring about my feelings. Every conversation became a battle he wanted to win. The Werewolf who once postponed meetings to stay with me and promised never to make me cry no longer existed. My phone lit up. [Your flight details have been confirmed. Your flight to Sovereign Moon Territory will be three days later at 6.10 am.]

“I’ve been dying to touch you.” He spun me around, my front pressed to the cool wall, his body caging mine in. His fingers slid up my thigh, under my skirt, tracing the line of my lace panties. “Say it,” he whispered. “Say what?” I gasped, my voice breaking. “That you’re mine.” And God help me, I did. “I’m yours.”

"You are Mine" He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Kirsten, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Kirsten Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and boyfriend, Kirsten moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother.