Why Can't It Be Mine Novels & Stories

Thanks to my ex husband. Shit ! I shouldn't have remembered Aahan, it would only make me sad. You never forget him in the first place to remember - my inner voice spoke. I fell into silence ! "My father wants me to get married but i am not interested in marriage for now" , he spoke breaking my trance. I paid attention to his words now and listened to him. "That's a good thing. Every father wants their kids to settle down some day.", I preached as if I really following that

and I won't allow anyone to cheat on me for that position. That's final...I may sound selfish but I am not oblivious like my dad. What is mine....remains mine.

he reasoned. "That's ridiculous" "It's not ridiculous and you know it" Minho defended his weird ideas and I got up and walked over to where he stood. "What the hell is wrong with you Minho? I mean Seriously, it's not enough that you've spent most of your life feeling guilty for being in love with Kristal. And now you will start feeling guilty for what's clearly someone else's fault" "Mia you don't understand"

"This is getting tiring. You insult me, belittle me, degrade me, use me, mock me. You claim you want me and then accord me the same respect you would an insect. You push me over the edge and won't let me fall. Why? Why won't you leave me be?" A haze of confusion falls over my mind and I am deeply disturbed that the only answer I have to her question is that she is mine. It should've been answer enough but with Susanna, I'd have to turn my fucked up mind inside out to give her something better than a clipped response. Something more deserving of her. "I cannot. It is akin to asking a man why he won't let his lungs collapse, or gauge his eyes out. Convenience. Need. Desire. But more importantl

I thought if I kissed someone else, let Seth mess with my head, laughed it off, pretended it was all good—that maybe I could breathe without him. But I couldn’t. And now I knew something worse. Neither could he. Because you don’t call someone mine unless you mean to keep them. Even if the world burns down around you. Even if you know it’s already too fucking late.

It's the least I can do for you. But can I be there for you, cheering, when he holds your hand? No, I can't. Because I'm selfish. Because I still feel that... the desire to make you mine. I can suppress it and leave here, but I can't see someone else holding your hand. Because still, I wanna be the man who makes you happy. But I can never force myself on you. I can't force you to accept me in your life. I've realized that no matter how much money I make, it can't get me your love. I can change the world for you but I can't change your heart.

They can’t take me. I’ve already chosen.

The undeniable reality of what I don’t want to be. I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.

I glared at him. “Enough! , I’m not your wife and this stupid ring doesn’t mean anything!” I yelled and tried pulling the ring out of my finger but it was stuck. I tried harder but it didn’t come off. “The ring is meant to be on your finger forever.” He said smiling widely. I ignored him and walked to the tap , maybe if I run water over it , it would come off. But no , it was still stuck. “Why won’t you come off!” I groaned.

Why am I not shifting… Seconds are going into minutes. The murmurings from the crowd are growing obvious. I can't hear my wolf. I try to communicate but she is not responding. “Is everything alright?” I hear Damon's voice and when I look at him I could see the mixture of fear and worry in his eyes. “Yes I'm fine. I'm fine. I will try again…” Again and again, I try to shift into my wolf but she isn't forthcoming. “She is wolfless!” someone growls in the crowd.