I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

"اهلا، انا زيكس، انني كائن شريرٌ يستحق الموت، انني لعين لا ينشر شيئا غير المعاناة." "اقتل نفسك!" في اعماقي؛ صوت مماثل لصوتي يهمس لي. وعيي محاطٌ بالظلام.. وجسدي قد فقد وزنه، لا اظن انني سانجو من هذا. اظن انها النهاية.. لا بأس بذلك.. __________ ستجد في هذه الرواية عالما جديدا وغريبا حقا حينما تحلق التنانين وتشتعل العنقاوات لهبا، انت ستكون في الاعلى تراقب هذا العالم الخيالي انه ليس عالما ورديا ترقص فيه الجنيات مع البشر.. انه عالم يتقاتل فيه الجميع من اجل البقاء! عالم حيث ان لم تمتلك القوة او الحظ، فإن ما ينتظرك هو موت بدون معنى. (هذه الرواية اصلية، يمنع اعادة نشرها او انتاجها او استخدامها، جميع الحقوق محفوظة)

من أحق بمعرفتك أكثر من نفسك؟ ★إضاءة ؛ *لا يوجد شخصية افضل من الاخرى. *كل الشخصيات تنمو وتتطور وتتعلم . *كل شخصية مميزة عن الاخرى. *فهمك لنفسك يساعدك على التطور. . . لِمعرفة نمطك النفسي قُم بِعمل الإختبار أولاً *سأضع الرابط في صفحتي الشخصية*

Gabrielle Lane, a very colorful and joyous woman with a big heart. She was never one to judge, spread rumors, or stay mad at someone for over a day. Closing up her shop one night she was bombarded by three men. Elijah Knight, a cold and dangerous man who never cared for anyone except his crew. A job gone wrong have him meet the the caring and sweet Gabrielle. He instantly disliked the young girl, hating everything about her. But when his hate turns into something more... something deeper, will he be able to control the obsession he soon has over her Warning: This is a dark novel and will have a lot of mature scenes. It will have also a lot of disturbing scenes such as violence, abuse, and other sensitive topics. This is not for people with soft hearts. Meant for 18+