Your All Mine Novels & Stories

All at once. "My best friend gave it to me." Quiet. Real. "Back when I was in the orphanage. So he could find me later." Damien went still. Not the careful, measured stillness from before. Something harder. Something that happened to him rather than something he chose. His eyes shifted red. "Him." One word. The temperature in the room dropped three degrees. "He gave you that." Not a question. His jaw worked once. "And you've been wearing it." His eyes cut to hers. "You don't wear what another man gives you. You're mine. What's on your body is mine. What touches your skin is mine."

“You came.” Daya said surprisingly as I walked into the dining room. The table was so scanty that I could count how many there was. Two minus me and Daya. “Aren't there like sixteen people in the house?” “Most of the guards prefer to eat outside and most of the maids eat in their rooms. It's only me, little axel and Gloria.” I looked at the two little toddlers surprisingly. “Why? Are those kids yours?” Daya cheeks turned pink and she blinked shyly. “No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.”

"He didn't let me go because he didn't Care, he let me go because it was what I wanted" Her tears broke free and she sniffled quietly. Hytham's scowl softened. "Then why did you leave, why didn't you stay with him?". He said. She let out a shaky breath. "You know me, I never did learn to share what was mine, I was always the ‘all or nothing’ kinda girl. I'd rather leave him than have to share him with her". She said. He shook his head and sighed before he pulled out his handkerchief and reached out, gently he wiped her tears of with caution so he didn't smudge her eyeliners.

I would’ve given him a fair chance as well if he didn’t destroy everything by cocooning and trapping me in his web lies. “Carla…” he started again but I didn’t let him continue. “Just let me go. I think it is better for the both of us.” I said, wanting to be free of it all. “I won’t let you go! Not now, not ever!” He almost growled as he pulled me closer, facing me to arch my back. “Aeden please.” “No Carla. I married you. You are mine. One thing you should know about me, I’m extremely possessive of what’s mine and I don’t ever let it go.” He declared and turned me around and pulled my face closer and kissed me.

After he r mum left she decides to go outside and water the flowers. She takes a bucket and goes outside with a bucket full of water,as soon as she steps out,a neighbor Mrs Ney was busy with her flowers too.Good morning ma'am Lucinda says ,morning Lucinda how are you?when did you come back.I am ok ma'am she smiled I came back yesterday oooh how is work?Work is fine thank you.Lucinda is one of the people who don't like sharing their life activities, she carries on watering her flowers and plugs in her earphones and starts singing loudly.Mrs Ney's son comes out with a bottle of water in a T-shirt and shorts good morning mum ,morning Dray how are you?I am fine mum wanna do my workout outdoors t

“You’re going to cum on my cock again, Sienna. Right now. Let me feel how much you need your stepbrother’s dick.” She does—hard. Her back arches, pussy gushing around me as she cries out. The sight of her falling apart pushes me over the edge. I bury myself deep and flood her one more time, thick ropes of cum painting her insides as I growl her name like a curse and a prayer. We stay locked together afterward, breathing hard. I kiss her slow and deep, pouring everything I’ve been holding back for years into it. “I meant what I said earlier,” I murmur against her lips. “You’re mine. All of you. And I’m never letting you go.”

He paused leaning in dangerously closer to her and whispered huskily. “Because YOU ARE MINE.” He claimed his ownership in a possessive tone, making Kiara shudder in her seat. the warmth of his breath was touching the bare asking of her ear and neck, raising goosebumps on her skin. but before Kiara could lose herself in the sensation, he continued, “And thus everything that involves you is my mess, my business. Be it happiness, sorrow, pain, grief, or troubles. Everything having you in it, is mine as well. Am I clear?” His loud voice caught her attention and she opened her eyes, only to find him hovering over her face.

On my birthday, my acceptance letter from Mar University finally arrived. Mom even did something completely out of character: she ordered my favorite strawberry cake. For a moment, I thought my parents had finally remembered that today wasn’t just the day for my brother’s medical checkup—it was my birthday, too. However, right after I blew out the candles, Mom pulled out my brother’s acceptance letter from a local community college. “Mason, your brother didn’t do well in his SATs, so he’ll only be able to get into a community college,” she said. “His health is poor, and he can’t handle the stress of retaking the SATs.” Dad cleared his throat, assuming his usual stance as the head of t

Every inch of me was his, every heartbeat bound to his presence. “Say it,” he whispered, lips brushing mine in a soft, teasing claim. “Say it for me.” “I’m yours,” I breathed, voice trembling with desire, relief, and trust. “Completely yours.” Grayson’s lips curved slightly, a low, satisfied murmur vibrating against my skin. “Good,” he murmured, voice heavy with possession. “Every inch of you is mine. Every part, every thought, every moment you give me… it is mine, Callie. And I will always remind you.”

He declares possessively. " Definitely. You own everything in me. " I sigh. " It's not fair, you know. " His lips begin trailing down my stomach. " You look like this, smell like this, taste so fucking good, and feel like this, " his hand travels down the side of my body. " No wonder everyone is after you. But no one can have you. And they never will. I won't let them. You're all mine, only mine, always and forever. " He says, his hands lifting my dress which bunches around my waist.