Your Mess Is Mine Ao3 Novels & Stories

She rubs her nakedness all over my sweaty body, fawning over my muscles with her fingertips. I may be messy.Lifemay be messy and imperfect. But Cassandra is mine. And every single day, we prove to each other just how much we belong together. Now and forever. THE END

“If you wanted to send a message to someone without saying a word, what would you send?” Joana’s eyes flicked to his. “A piece of their past. Something delicate. Something they didn’t know they’d left behind.” Zane exhaled slowly. “And if you wanted to threaten them?” Joana answered without pause. “The same. But burnt around the edges.” Zane narrowed his eyes as he look at her. What was going on? What sick game had he found himself tangled up in? Later that afternoon, Mikhail appeared at Zane’s door. No knock. Just presence.

he added, his voice hoarse with need. I smiled, a mischievous glint in my eyes. "Neither can I." With a swift movement, I untied my robe, letting it fall to the floor, revealing my naked body. My skin glowed in the warm light, my breasts full and perky, nipples already taut with arousal.

They were looking so cozy. HOW DARE SHE?!?! SHE IS MINE ONLY MINE... My mind was blurred . I can only see fury . I did the thing which came into my mind firstly. I went near her and pulled her towards me . SALAM EVERYONE HOPE YOU ALL ARE DOING WELL SO HERE IS THE MEXT CHAPTER HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT AND PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND PLEASE REVIEW THE BOOK VOTE PLEASE 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇

I'm finally doom. She has been on the hide out ever since she found out that she was pregnant. All her friends who she thought would help her, ran away from her. Infact, they kept spreading rumors on how she spread her legs open for everymen . She doesn't blame them for spreading the rumors because they were right. The only mistake they made was that,she only slept with one man and him alone. This is what love had blinded her to become. She thought if she does what Mansir request of her, he will fall overly inlove with her but the reverse was the case. He only uses her as a sex machine.

I defended. "Until this stupid bond between us is severed, you are mine!." He growled. How he said 'mine' made my wolf purr in delight. She started sending me images of Casper and I in bed, different positions that we- That traitor!. I clenched my thighs together in frustration at the building up arousal. "I'm no one's possession! And I sure as hell not entangled with you in any way." Casper smirked. Uh-oh. "Your arousal says otherwise though."

Although Ryan's mansion was spectacular, it had not an once of homely feel to bit. “It's all done, Ana.” Jersey announces walking into the sitting room and I almost ask what she was talking about. “It worked, the audio is breaking the Internet, it's all over the place.” Jersey says excitedly. woe this Internet is going to really really change things...

Vie observed with a sly look at me. I forced myself to let out the breath I was holding and tried to look casual despite the churning of my gut. I could not tell if it was apprehension or excitement that was bubbling, but I found myself at the bottom of my porch step before I even knew I had left the chair. Before I could move another inch, Mia's irritated bark broke me out of my spell. "Damn it, Reed, I can get out myself. I'm pregnant, not helpless!" "You know, subs shouldn't swear at their Masters," Reed warned her.

I then leaned over and whispered into her ear. … After bidding farewell to Penelope, I returned home. I had just stepped into the house when I heard the sounds of shattering glass resounding from the basement. Matthew was likely drunk out of his mind again. "When that useless piece of shit transfers the property deed to Elias, I'm going to turn this damned basement into an entertainment center!" I brushed my fingers over the recording device in my pocket as I listened to them rant about how they were going to squeeze me dry of every last bit of money that I had.

But do not doubt your sight. Aiden sighs, leaning against a marble pillar, the cold stone seeping through his thin tunic. I just want to be normal. I don’t want to be a slave who sees ghosts. You are an omega, Ash corrects, a possessive edge to the tone. You are mine. And you are stronger than they know. A voice cuts through the internal conversation, sharp and dripping with venom. "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in."