Why Can't It Be Mine Novels & Stories

“Stop being mean to me! Stop being mean to me!” I break down in tears. My chest is stifling. It cannot contain my frustration. Why won't anything ever go my way? “Kael, what do I do?” Kael pats my back with an assuring look. “It's okay. This is not the end. You can still shift another full moon. Pull yourself together.” “What do I do? What do I do Kael…I'm so confused right now…” She sighs and without speaking another word, she just pulls me into her body. I stay there in her hands and my tears flow.

Carla “Red. Something red! Black. Blue. Green Fucking yellow. But nothing red!” I yell in frustration, pulling out all the clothes from my closet. This has to be some sort of a joke. I have all the colors except for red. How can this be? I mean isn’t red a very common color? Why don’t I have something red? I know, I know, a red dress is something almost everyone has. Why don’t I have a red dress?

Megan is mine. She's always been mine. And I'm not letting her go. I just can't lose her to anyone else.

How do I explain to a five-year-old that the man he knows as his daddy is really his daddy, but can not recall that he's his real daddy. I embrace him. “ We are. Just hold on tight. Everything is going to be alright.” I arrived at work with that urge to make things right. A part of me said if I can't have him as Sylvester, I will have him as Roman. My sister's putsch will fail at some point. I will be here when it does. I will be here to reclaim what's mine. However long that day takes.

Its hurts. I take a deep breath. ~ Why can't it be? Why can't it be the two of us? Why can't we be lovers? Only friends You came along At the wrong place, at the wrong time Or was it me? ~ Can I not really own you, Hiro? Can't you really love me like how I love you? Argh. My heart is aching and I won't tear up, but no. I can't be weak. The battle is not over yet, Nathalia. You should try again and get Hiro.

“Why does it have to be me? Why is this my burden?” “Because you are his mate.” The answer is simple. I let out a shaky breath, my hands clenching into fists at my sides. “That’s not enough.”​

“I wonder why.” “I don’t own a cellphone.” I shrugged and he laughed. “You must be joking.” He stopped laughing when he noticed I wasn’t laughing along with him. “I don’t.” “Lyra be serious, there’s no way in hell you don’t own a phone.” He stared at me like I had two heads or something. “I don’t own one, why’s that so hard to believe.” I shrugged. “Wow.” He took a sip of his coffee. “But why don’t you own one, they come in very handy you know.”

“Get me a cup of coffee." Coffee? bitch COFFEE? SURE! I’D RATHER FEED YOU A YEASTY HAM PARFAIT AFTER STEALING IT FROM JAMES CORDEN. Why did it have to be him out of all the men in the world?

Ace said as he stood in front of me. He bent down, his eyes looking into mine as his lips curled up to a smile. "An omega can't get impregnated by another alpha no matter what neither can the alpha impregnate another because it acts as a commitment." He said as he stood up while I raised my head. "Then me being here has no meaning. I can't give you what you want Ace so there's no need of me being here."

My lungs have constricted and I can’t find the strength to take a breath of air. What does this mean..? He… owns me?