Your Mine Novels & Stories

I open the bag. A key glints in my palm. Old-fashioned, heavy, not a practical key at all—one of those glossy, romantic replicas, long neck, ornate head cut into a heart if you tilt it, into a blade if you don't. A tiny metal tag hangs from black thread: MINE on one side, TO KEEP on the other. The room tilts. Sound drops out to a pinpoint. The kettle clicks in the kitchen; I'd forgotten I'd put it back on. My phone buzzes with a calendar ping. The spreadsheet waits on my screen.

1 new message from mine🖤 A smile spread across my face as I unlocked my phone to open the message From Mine🖤: Baby, I'm here outside your building. To Mine🖤: okay, I'm coming out right now. As I pressed send, I immediately placed my phone in my back pocket before grabbing my keys and walking out of the room. I walked swiftly down the semi chaotic halls, filled with people moving into their rooms before making my way into the elevator. My finger pressed against the lobby floor as I tapped my foot impatiently as I waited to reach the first level.

She wasn’t going to let a devilishly handsome man with the deepest blue eyes she had ever seen distract her from that. Losing herself in the documents on the Angolan diamond mine the Corporation wanted to buy, she could see why her father wanted the mine. The exploration activities by the mine indicated that there was a viable kimberlite pipe that could produce diamond deposits in over 20 years. Looking at the business reports for the company that held the majority shares presently, it showed that they didn’t have the funds to develop and excavate the pipe. The new contract showed that Lopes Corporation will gain the majority shares, while the former company kept 20 per cent shares in the di

“Why is your life like a Venezuelan soap opera, blended with a Colombian drama, then slapped around by a Turkish series?” I stood in the doorway in a wrinkled pink hoodie, ripped jeans (not fashion, just tragic laundry), and two massive suitcases at my feet. One for my clothes. The other… packed with things I could throw at Claudia if she ran her mouth too much. “Ma,” I sighed, rolling my eyes, “I’m not going to war. It’s just Theo’s mansion. A giant house full of bitter memories, nosy secretaries, and an ex-mother-in-law who could pass as Ursula with a Latina accent. Totally normal, Ma.”

I’ve made a new friend, and I really like Hailee. I try to keep myself busy for the rest of the day while frequently checking my phone for calls or messages from Cassian. I don’t receive anything. I check social media, but he isn’t active, or he wasn’t under his name. I settle for Googling him, but there’s little to find—just basic information. I’m not surprised; families like the Covington’s usually control what information is available online, and my own family is similar—only details my father deems acceptable are public.

That old man said from another couch. The speaker: 500, 000. A red-haired woman; 700, 000. The speaker: 700, 000 going. The old man: 2 million. Everyone gasped. The speaker: 2 million, any other bidder? Hall silent. The speaker: 2 million it is then. (A loud applause went over the hall.) "That's great," Madeline said. She doesn't stop talking until I release a bullet on her fucking skull. The speaker: The second Jewelry.

Each item I picked up brought a wave of nostalgia, a reminder of simpler times. I picked up a small toy car and smiled, remembering how Jake and I used to race them around the house, causing all sorts of mischief. I put it aside and continued digging, hoping to find something that would anchor me in this moment, something that would calm the storm inside me.My hand brushed against something hard and metallic. I pulled out an old, rusty lock attached to a trapdoor. The last I remembered was getting locked inside the basement once but never remembered Aunt put a lock on its door.

"It feels great. I'm thankful to call you mine and I couldn't ask for a better Dad for Gracie. I look forward to the day I'll officially be Mrs Vanessa Matthews." "I really love the sound of that. I can't wait either. I'm glad you're my other half. Thanks for coming into my life, thanks for trusting me even when no one did, thanks for walking in on me naked during our first encounter, thanks for giving our attraction a chance, thanks for loving me for who I really am and most importantly, thank you for agreeing to be Mine Forever. I've never felt this fulfilled. Thank you so much, Babe. I love you." He said.

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

There was nothing left on the room except for the bed and the sofa. "What the hell?" I sat on the edge looking at the room. "I had Simon clean it up while we were inside the bathroom." He stated. "When did you talk with him?" I asked. "While were inside the bathroom. It's called mind link. I can talk with anyone in my pack through our minds." "I don't care. I'm not interested. What do you want from me?" He looked at me from head to foot and smiled wickedly. "Do you really want to know?" I grabbed a blanket and covered my body.