You Are My One And Only Novels & Stories

they whispered as they watched her with fondness. Their queen, their goddess, came into their lives when they least expected it and even though they had their ups and downs she stuck with them through thick and thin. They proved to her that their love could conquer anything. Their family and hearts were complete thanks to her. She truly was their one and only.

We excused ourselves from this people we call friends and intertwined our fingers as we make our way to the dance floor. A song was already playing when we got there. I listened intently to it, I'd know that song in a heartbeat. It was one of Adele's song titled One and Only. It was a favorite song of mine from her album. I hummed to it as we danced along to this masterpiece of a song. No words were uttered by either of us. We let the music playing speak for ourselves. He hugged me as we danced; I rested my head on his shoulders and intertwined my hand with his.

I pray to God everyday, That you keep that smile. Yeah, you are my dream, There's not a thing I won't do. I'd give my life up for you, 'Cause you are my dream. And baby, everything that I have is yours, You will never go cold or hungry. I'll be there when you're insecure, Let you know that you're always lovely. Girl, 'cause you are the only thing that I got right now. One day when the sky is falling, I'll be standing right next to you,

"You — please — I belong to you—" "And will you let anyone else touch you?" "No." She shook her head desperately. "No, Damien. Never. I won't — I promise — please—" "Who," he said softly, his lips brushing her jaw, "is the only one who gets to have you?" "You." The word came out like a prayer. "Only you. You and no one else — Damien—" The vibrator roared back to life. His fingers began to move. Hard. Deep. Relentless. His pace climbed and she stopped forming words entirely — there was nothing left but sensation and his name and the headboard rattling above her and the coil inside her pulling so tight she couldn't breathe—

Iris opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly, a familiar melody drifted through the orphanage hall. It was Only You. Her pupils shrank, and her heart skipped several beats. The sound felt like it came from a distant world, yet it cut clearly into her ears.

"Alexa, play 'I'll Never Break Your Heart' by the Backstreet Boys." The smooth, nostalgic 90s R&B beat filled the kitchen. "That is literally my favourite song!" I gasped, a massive grin splitting my face. "Okay, my turn. What's your favourite dessert?"

I gasp against his lips, my hands instinctively gripping his arms as I try to steady myself. When he pulls back, his eyes are alight with something fierce and certain. “See? You felt that, didn’t you?” he asks, his voice breathless. “There’s no denying it, Maerilee. I’m your One.” I stumble back, my mind reeling. I did feel it. The power was there, even stronger than it was with Akin. But how can that be? I don’t want it to be true. I don’t want River to be my One. Akin has to be it, right?

She pleaded. “Mmm, ok baby, your wish is my command.” A wicked smile spread across my lips. I pounded so hard, slamming noises, feeling the air and using my hand to pull her hair from behind. “You’re mine, baby girl. Repeat after me,” I said. “I’m yours, Jordan, yours alone,” she moaned. I thrusted harder, increasing the pace. She wailed and cried. “Fuck, I’m almost there baby, come on. Cum with me.” I groaned as I exploded into her wet pussy.

'' I manage to say my voice coming out trembling. "Well, I'm going to tell you anyway." ''Because you are all mine. ALL MINE. And no one can take you away from me. Emily was just a mistake. She was just a replacement for what I really wanted. Every time I kissed her I wished it could be you. Every time I fucked her I wished you could be the one moaning my name. I closed my eyes every time I tasted her, imagining you pulling my hair and begging me to fuck you harder. Do you understand me? Or do I have to take it further?'' he says whispering into my ear. I felt my heart beating like crazy like it was ready to come out of my chest. I was speechless, staring into his eyes.

“Ex boyfriend ?” I nodded. “First boyfriend to be precise.” He shook his head solemnly. “I hear you. But maybe it was just a onetime thing and you’ll never see him again.” Hope fluttered in my chest. Ken was right. I may never have to- My shoulders slumped as another thing occurred to me. “I saw him at the restaurant. What are the chances that I won’t bump into him at work?” Ken opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by a microphone screech. I turned on my stool to see a familiar face on the stage. The announcer tapped on his microphone before speaking. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the beautiful and ever talented diva, Shanice.”