You're Mine By Penny Brooks นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Oh, I am too early to even cuss him. He reached for my hand which made me freeze and place it over his thigh. “What would you like to eat, Hya?” He asked as he rubbed my sides. I felt uncomfortable with it since a lot were watching. But somehow, part of me was already used to it. “The fact that we aren’t at your wedding because it was rushed and we are out of the country surely breaks our heart…” Penny said as she reached her chest. All of them mimicked Penny. She had curly red hair and a round-shaped face… she was also voluptuous and gorgeous. I just can’t keep my eyes off those beautiful curves. Her lips were small but full… It was the shape of a heart.

Before she turned her back on us as though we did not exist. Tightening my hold on the fabric, I could feel an intense rage bubble up inside of me, burning hot. I despised that memory. I despised how much it controlled me. ...Sis? Lyra sounded far away. As though her voice had to travel through several dimensions to reach me. Aubrey? Nothing. Aubrey... Aub— She nudged me softly. And just like that, the spell broke. I snapped out of it. "Hmm?" You must have been thinking of her, she whispered.

- That night was mere weeks ago, and yet at this moment, I could still remember every detail as it had just happened. "Almost there!" The cabby called irritably from the front seat. "Great!" I called back with faux enthusiasm. Seconds later, we were parked in front of a small innocuous entrance that was the beginning of the maze for The Dungeon. The bouncer that usually stood out front was curiously missing along with the long line of anxious BDSM wannabe's that had popped up since it had become the hottest new thing.

King Tyson's Pov I walk to my hotel room with joy on my face. The thought of what happened last night was very fresh in my mind. Who could have thought I'd find her here in this small town? She is very beautiful. I could see myself getting lost in her eyes. My mate. It's not every day we meet our other half. The one destined for us by the Moon Goddess. I had to hasten up my meeting this morning because I wanted to spend time getting to know her. I was so shocked and entranced by her beauty I forgot to ask her name. Shit! What could she be thinking of me? I increased my pace and got to my room.

Kloe ordered in a harsh tone as tears trickled down her cheek. "Baby please I beg you, I was foolish and selfish, give me one more chance and I promise if I ever hurt you, I'll kill myself... "Then tell me why you are still alive, wasn't that what you told me on our first date, babe I'll die if I very hurt you, "She mimicked. " Listen, Henry, I don't have anything to do with you, how am I even sure that you are not lying to me again, please let's end this here, go after somebody else."

Finally, I feel him take a deep breath. "You are so damn perfect," He says before I feel his hands slide my legs further apart. He takes another deep breath. "And All Mine." As soon as the words leave his mouth, his tongue is on me, and my back arches off the bed. He places his forearm over my stomach, pushing me back to the bed. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and I almost come undone. His hand moves up me until he reaches my breast underneath the shirt I am wearing. I lean up and slide the shirt off, tossing it to the floor. I don't know where the bravery came from, but I want all of him. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. He must have liked it because a growl escaped his

I asked. “Well, you know how there are second chance mates and everything like that?” Peyton asked. “Yeah.” I said. “I found mine. He was in William’s pack. He was there all along. But he lost his mate a few years ago.” Peyton said. “That’s great. Who is he?” I asked. “His name is Riggs.” She said. “Oh yeah. I remember him.” I said. “I wish Aurora was here to see this. I know that she hated me, at least she acted like she did. But she died to protect me.” Peyton said.

10, 1981 Heavenly Cemetery A woman dressed in black stood at the grave, glancing at the tombstone. Esper Brinson's name was etched in memory of her. Most women believe that love is life, but Angela believes that love is a killer. A small 45-caliber pistol with an 8-round magazine was in her bag. She was carrying a photograph of a handsome man who was smiling at her. Leonardo Vera, you're going to die soon. She walked away, leaving the photo on top of the niche. Thoughts were running around in her head. We only have one life, and today, on my last day of freedom, I will kill a man. A man who believed that money could save him from death.

"Money is no object." With that, Rosa began to work.She leaned in, their lips meeting in a frenzied kiss, hands exploring each other’s bodies with a raw, unfiltered vulgarity. She guided him inside her, and their bodies moved together in a rhythm of raw, animalistic passion. Their breaths mingled, their moans filling the small, dimly lit room. Percy’s hands roughly roamed over her body .She rode him with a practiced expertise, her body moving with a precision that drove him wild. Percy’s fingers dug into her hips, guiding her movements as he lost himself in the sensation.

She gripped the blanket around her, seeking refuge from the mixed emotions flooding her heart. "Mine, are you awake?" Seth asked softly, but with anxiety in his voice. Jasmine didn't answer, just remained silent in uncertainty. Seth, feeling no response, tried again. "You've been crying for too long, Mine. Can such sadness stay with me? Am I not enough for you, Mine?"