Your Mine Novels & Stories

He'd gotten down on one knee beside me and clasped my hands, saying tenderly, "I love seeing you like this, Maeve." I'd saved him and trapped myself in a horrible nightmare ten years ago. Ten years later, he personally broke my finger, and with it, the last thing that tied us together. … As I lay in the abandoned warehouse at three in the morning with my fingers splayed in awkward, broken angles, my men hurried in with medical equipment. The warehouse behind me was set ablaze. As the fire burned and ravaged the building, I leaned into my seat and called the person coordinating my plans.

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙

Do you remember what I told you four days ago, about the construction mines? "Yes, the gold mines." "Exactly, it was found in Valpees, the southern part. I believe I didn't mention that." Kilan's eyes widened. "No sir, you didn't. Do you think it's related?" "Probably, but only a few people knows the whereabouts of this mine." "So we have a mole." Kilan concluded. "Most definitely. I need you to be in charge of this case Kilan. You're the only person I can trust."

Who in the hell was he to judge what I do to support myself? "Well, my own personal international corporation never came through like yours did. Mr. Blackstone. I resorted to modeling. I like sleeping in a bed as opposed to a park bench. And heat. The winters here suck!" The snark in my voice rang out pretty clear even to my ears.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

I have major 7 working centres all over the world. One in each continent. I own many 7 and 5 starts casinos and hotels all over the world. These casinos easily turn my black money into white. These businesses are for the world to see. Inside i run my own world. I supply submissives to the richest people. Everyone have there kinks and most of them loves to Fuck and kill. Woman are best for such business. Easily broken, my work is to break the woman emotionally and sell her on high rates.

Then, he said, “There are nine mines in Mystic City. Because of some incidents that modern society can’t explain, the locals call them Mystic Mines. “A lot of jade and ancient weapons have been dug up in Mystic Mine Three in the past few days, so it’s in the limelight and has attracted many looters.” Hearing this, Philip and the others nodded repeatedly. According to Ludo, it was nothing more than a mine that had unearthed jade and ancient weapons. “What about Mystic Mine Seven?” Philip asked.

"They're everywhere. We'll be sitting ducks in the open." Damian looks at me. At the box. "The old silver mines. There's an entrance two miles east. Narrow tunnels. Only one way in, one way out. We can hold them there." Caden nods. "I know it. I'll lead." We run. The forest blurs around us. Maya stays close, her breathing ragged. Greta stumbles every few steps but keeps moving. Marcus doesn't speak, just follows, his eyes empty. I can hear them behind us. Footsteps. Howls. They're gaining.

“Of course, but the basic idea is pretty simple. These mines, a lot of these shafts, they’ve been closed for decades. There’s steam in there, and where there’s steam, there’s power.” “Of course.” Thibodaux turned to the camera then for a tight close-up. “And that’s all I have for now from the Abrigan Mine. For The Twilight Bark, this is Melissa Thibodaux.” “The what?” Zane asked as the screen went to an ad and he muted the TV. “It’s the name of her channel,” I said. He thought a moment. “The movie, 101 Dalmatians?” “Got it in one.” “Sounds kind of facile.”

I brought it down on his head. Once. Twice. He stopped moving. I lay in the snow, gasping for air, clutching my ribs. Blood was on my hands again. "Marigold!" Stark limped over to me. "Are you hit?" "No," I wheezed. "Just... broken." I looked up. The entrance to the mine was open. "We're in," I said. I stood up, swaying. I walked toward the darkness of the tunnel. "Where are you going?" Stark asked. "To get my kingdom back," I said. I walked into the dark.