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Only Mine

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LECTURES 15,963
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Chapitres 29
Durée 2h 1m

action adventure dark hatelove love mates mystery paranormal protective romance soulmates suspence vampire werewolf

The window was open as always. I looked around the room until my eyes landed on her. I smirked and walked towards her bed. I could read everyone's mind, everyone's thoughts but hers. I put my hand on her cheek and whispered, "Been hanging out with Gus lately? I know I shouldn't be jealous, or mad. I despise your kind, but you Saraphina. Your different. I hate you but ... something pulls me to you."Tous Droits Réservés

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Storm, Meet Raine , écrit par Oneinamillie

"We share a fucking bed!" He follows me out of the bathroom, grabbing my wrist when I had turned my back to him. "What's fucking wrong with you now? You threw a bitch fit when you were at the hospital, and now when I compliment you, you're mad at me." "Maybe you shouldn't give compliments with the hope of getting me on your dick!" I snatch my wrist back, turning around to face him, but I smacked into his chest. He took that as an opportunity to grab both of my arms and hold them together behind me. "If I wasn't raised better, I'd spit on you." "And if I wasn't raised better, I'd kick your motherfucking teeth out," he gritted, shaking me when I struggled in his hold. "Would you stop!" He raised his voice, causing my insides to quiver, and my limbs stopped moving. "What is your problem?" "I'm not one of them," I spit angrily, "You can't make me look stupid before charming me. If you think you have to force yourself to compliment me in order for me to spread my legs, then you don't know me," I breathed harshly, my chest brushing against his body, and momentarily, his eyes flickered downward. "I'm offended. You think I'm trying to 'charm' you," he uses air quotations before slamming me against the wall right next to the bed, "When all I have to do is wink to get you to flood your underwear." "I'd like to see you try." I grind out, causing him to smirk at me. A different one this time. One that unsettled me. His lips curved up nicely, yes, but his eyes weren't sparkling with mischief. He didn't seem too happy with me calling him out the way I did. "Bet," he inhaled sharply before backing away from me, his smirk lifting higher, and it morphed into a beautiful smile. "See you at practice, bitch." Carson 'Storm' Speros and Raine Carter have a long way to go, battling through the abnormalities of their unique college and the tough time sharing a baseball team. Will Raine start to see the light in Carson and accept him? We'll see.

His Possession {Major editing}, écrit par AshesAfterMidnight

"I don't want to go with you" I whispered... Big mistake. I screamed as he slammed me down to the ground hard and held my neck, he straddled my hips hovering over me and growled in my ear making me whimper. "You are mine do you understand? Mine. And I will have you to myself which means you are going to join me and my pack" he said and I shook my head "j-just reject me and none of this has to happen" I whispered and he growled sliding his other hand down my stomach. "Don't test me mate" he said and I gasped as he grabbed me "you belong to me now so like I said before. Go home and pack your bags" he said and I just shook my head "I don't want to leave my pack-" "To-fucking-bad" he said "I let you go twice. I'm not letting you go again" he growled and I looked up at him nervously shaking my head. "Do as I say or I'll kill your pack. One. By. One" he said putting his lips to my ear "no" I whimpered and he looked at me. "I-I'll do it" I whispered and he nodded letting me go.

THE PSYCHOPATH, écrit par Rio_R_R

I walk closer, grab her arm tightly, and lead her to my room. "What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!" she says, trying to push me. I throw her on the bed forcefully, and she sits up, running to the door. I push her away and lock the door. I wrap my arms around her, push her back onto the bed. "Let me go! Stop it!" she says, slapping my hand. I pin her down and get on top of her, and she tries to push me away with her body. "Please, let me go! I don't want to be here! I hate you!" she says, kicking. I put my body weight on her, holding her tightly in place.

I don't believe in fate, écrit par Narfff88

By the time I finally understood what was happening it was too late. I couldn't fight it. The pull was too strong. My body was not mine anymore. It was hers. I knew I would submit to anything to be close to her. The same way my wolf had endangered my life to get to her, I knew I would never win any battle with my wolf when it came to her. My life was about to change. Forever. ~~~~ I had invited a stranger inside my house. A strange man, that could be a rapist for all I knew, was about to enter in my house and.. and what? What was I going to do? My wolf knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to fuck his brains out. Just the idea of his skin close to mine sent my mind spiraling, my body was weak again. Goddess, please, let him be good. I just want him to be kind, gentle, I don't care about anything else...

Tainted Fantasy, écrit par LittleOne4

His jaw tensed as he scratched the back of his head. I couldn't help but stare at his muscles. I frowned at myself. Damn my dirty mind. I shook off the thought, looking at his face and meeting his eyes. He jumped slightly, almost, ALMOST falling backwards off the bed. "I thought I told you to stop that." He snapped at me, a look of annoyance crossing his face. "And what is it that I'm doing exactly?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "You keep," He paused, frowning deeply. "looking at me...." What?! Jesus, this man has a lot of nerve.... ⇥9NjZVi1m⇤

The Wars of Ivory White (Book I: The Protector), écrit par ShadeandShadows

Edited version of "The Protector." Excerpt: "You are my mate," he said to her coldly. Tracy looked at him intensely. "What does that mean in werewolf?" She asked curiously. "It means that you are my soulmate.'" "You don't sound happy about it." Tracy said cocking her head to the side. Closely studying his features, she briefly considered what it would be like to be a Luna. "Honestly, I could care less. My plan was to announce a mate this evening. You conveniently showed up. I don't intend to change my ways. I can have any woman I want, anytime I want her. You're mine by right, so get over it." "I am not anyone's property. Especially not yours." Tracy said firmly, hiding her tormented feelings. "I refused to be used. "she said angrily. Crowding Tracy's body with his arms, he boxed her in against the bookcase and growled. "I own you." "Really? I don't see 'Property of Douche Bag' written here." Tracy said, her voice heavy with sarcasm. Jonathan's scent was strong, arousing the tickle in her nose. The heat from his muscular frame drew her body closer. Holding firmly, she refused to melt into him. Jonathan dropped his heavy gaze to the rapid pulse beating visible on her pulsing neck. Stroking a single finger over the spot where his mark would be, he caused her to shiver. "That can be rectified." he said seductively. "Try it and I'll muzzle you." She snapped. Jonathan's green eyes darkened. lunging forward, he grabbed Tracy by the throat and pulled her forward. Elongating his teeth, Tracy remained calm. "You shouldn't have done that." she chuckled. Feeling the powers surge through her veins, her grey eyes glowed a burning silver. "You really shouldn't have."

The Devil's Gift, écrit par roseandalley

Lilliana's great grandfather passed away. The house emptied and the dust gone, her family sold it though she never saw anyone buy it nor come near it. The house just next door to her great grandfather's was also owned by her family - well more specifically her grandparents. Lilliana and her mother rented the house her grandparents owned yet no one bought her great grandfather's old one. At least that's what she thought until she received a gift in her room from her 'new next door neighbor.' Or as she likes to call it, her stalker. * * * "Who the fuck even are you, huh? Who do you think you are that you can put creepy little notes inside the vents in my house? Or stalking me every night? Or sending me creepy ass lingerie-" "Last time I checked my love, you're wearing that so-called 'creepy ass lingerie'. You're wearing it right now. And I bet you even got wet when putting it on. I bet you got wet when you found those notes, or felt me watching you at night. I bet...you even dreamt about me." He says and I suddenly realize, he's inches from my face. He was taking a single step after each word towards me from the bench. Warning: mature content **SHORT STORY**

Rose Of Qadr, écrit par _jenestine_

*sneak a peek* I turned to see her standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with wonder. I let out a sigh of relief, my tension dissipating at the sight of her. "What are you doing here at this hour?" she asked, her voice low, but with a hint of frustration, as if I had disturbed her peaceful evening. I kept my tone low, the frustration rising within me like a simmering storm. "I just heard a thrilling news, and I had to come and congratulate you in person," I said, my words dripping with sarcasm. I took a step closer, closing the distance between us, my eyes locked on hers with an unnerving intensity. I lowered my voice, my words barely above a whisper, but they seemed to reverberate through the air like a scream. "You know? To pretend I'm not dying inside." The words hung in the air like a dark confession, and I could see the shock register on her face. **** ~Read the prologue to understand what the story is all about.

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Storm, Meet Raine

"We share a fucking bed!" He follows me out of the bathroom, grabbing my wrist when I had turned my back to him. "What's fucking wrong with you now? You threw a bitch fit when you were at the hospital, and now when I compliment you, you're mad at me." "Maybe you shouldn't give compliments with the hope of getting me on your dick!" I snatch my wrist back, turning around to face him, but I smacked into his chest. He took that as an opportunity to grab both of my arms and hold them together behind me. "If I wasn't raised better, I'd spit on you." "And if I wasn't raised better, I'd kick your motherfucking teeth out," he gritted, shaking me when I struggled in his hold. "Would you stop!" He raised his voice, causing my insides to quiver, and my limbs stopped moving. "What is your problem?" "I'm not one of them," I spit angrily, "You can't make me look stupid before charming me. If you think you have to force yourself to compliment me in order for me to spread my legs, then you don't know me," I breathed harshly, my chest brushing against his body, and momentarily, his eyes flickered downward. "I'm offended. You think I'm trying to 'charm' you," he uses air quotations before slamming me against the wall right next to the bed, "When all I have to do is wink to get you to flood your underwear." "I'd like to see you try." I grind out, causing him to smirk at me. A different one this time. One that unsettled me. His lips curved up nicely, yes, but his eyes weren't sparkling with mischief. He didn't seem too happy with me calling him out the way I did. "Bet," he inhaled sharply before backing away from me, his smirk lifting higher, and it morphed into a beautiful smile. "See you at practice, bitch." Carson 'Storm' Speros and Raine Carter have a long way to go, battling through the abnormalities of their unique college and the tough time sharing a baseball team. Will Raine start to see the light in Carson and accept him? We'll see.