Your Talent Is Mine Light Novels & Stories

She is mine, and yet as the golden light continues to curl around her, responding to her and not me anymore, I feel something unfamiliar twist deep in my chest. It's not rejection or fear. “You’re mine,” I say softly. My voice is firmer this time, like I need to remind myself as much as I’m telling her. “Do you hear me, baby girl? You’re mine.” The golden light around her pulses once and for a second, just a second, i think it’s actually responding to my words. Her gaze shifts again, drifting past me and focusing on something else I can’t see. The illusion of control slips right through my fingers when that happens.

Orion asks, quite calm and orderly, the utter contrast to my complete discomposure. “What?” “Your talent,” Orion says, grinning. “I have a feeling you’re not going to send that card back. So? Just tell me.” He shrugs. “I’ll make sure we get you on the list.” “Piano,” I breathe, saying the first thing that comes to mind. And what is, honestly, my only real talent. “I’ll play the piano.” “Well, that’s a surprise,” Orion says, taking a step away from me and letting his eyes sweep over me, head to foot. “Have a good day, Juniper Sinclair.”

Eyeing her coolly, I replied, "Thanks for using your precious lunch break to tend to his needs. That must've been so hard on you. Oh, did he pay you for the overtime?" Being a young woman, Irina turned scarlet from embarrassment. "You're shameless!" Me? Wasn't she the shameless one? I took this chance to stoke the flames a bit. "I happen to know that Edgar is involved with more than one woman. You're not the only one! While I can't stop him from cheating, I'm still his lawfully wedded wife. As long as I refuse to get a divorce, all of his assets will go to me when he dies. Meanwhile, you'll always be nothing more than his mistress."

She looked like a demon of desire. Finn was under her, his hands pinned above his head by her own. He looked terrified, weeping silently, but he didn't fight. He lay there as her altar. "Am I holy?" Miya hissed. Her voice carried through the door. She ground her hips down, a movement so carnal and raw it made Lyra flinch. "Tell me I am holy, Finn. Say it." "You... you are..." Finn sobbed. His voice was muffled by her skin as she leaned down, pressing her chest against his face. "You are the Light."

He picked up one of the microphones from a chair on the stage and took the lead. The song to be performed was All of me by John Legend. He sang it so perfectly and I was stunned. I never imagined that such a stoic man like Talon could sing. He was right there with me, to support me through such a stage in my life. I saw a part of him that I had never seen before. He was calmer to me. I saw a shade of cuteness that I never knew existed in him.

But, all I see is darkness, no one. "Hello?" I say almost like a question. "Hello, dear. Turn a light on. It might be a little easier to talk than." Turn a light on? What the hell is she talking about. It is not like we are in a house. "I'm sorry, but I didn't find any light switches," I say, and the laugh comes out. I can't help it.

Try That in a Small Town by Jason Aldean blasting from the side table next to his bed had Wyck groaning in pain. His head pounded like tiny coal miners were working in his brain. He'd finished off the wine and a good portion of a bottle of Jack after Harper's sudden departure the night before. His hand clawed blindly at the bedside table trying to find the offending noise and make it stop. One blue eye cracked open to see the screen as he brought the phone to his face. Fuck! Davis.

"Is that so? Do you believe me?" He laughed and shook his head, "it's not about belief, Charlotte, we both know that child isn't mine, but I'm willing to strike a deal with you. 50 million dollars, a house, and full responsibility of the child's education. In exchange, I want you out of my life."

It was overwhelming, sure, but it was also mine. The person froze, their eyes widening in amazement. "What... what have you done?" I took a step forward, the silver light of my brand now shining from every part of me. "You said this power wasn't mine," I said, my voice firm and unwavering. "But you are mistaken. It is mine, and I will take it back." The person opened their lips to react, but before they could speak, a fissure of light appeared on the ground, engulfing them whole.

Their car did not really need lights to work, right? I grabbed a large branch from one of the giant pine trees next to me and swung it a few times. Perfect! Like a ninja, an analogy that made me stifle a giggle, I snuck around to the far tree line just out of the light. I watched the perfectly lit front porch for any signs of movement. When I saw none, I hopped ridiculously for a second to get myself set up for the sprint, then took off towards the car like the hounds of hell were nipping at my heels. I smashed the lights as fast as I could, then sent a thought of thanks to the god of luck that I managed to not only break them but getaway before the assholes came out of my house. "What the f