Possessive Fanfic Novels & Stories

JayPark received a call from Junie, his fiancée, but just now because he was having sex with rose, he turned off the call and locked the phone. Now Junie is in the water French side with anger and jealousy. “Aiss, what are his doing without picking call me up?”

"I know things are casual between us, but just know that I don't have a problem with who you are. Everyone has done dark shit in their life. You just happen to have a job that requires it. It is no different from me getting involved with someone in a gang, or a mafia, or any crime circle." He let out a low growl when I mentioned being involved with someone else, and it made me happy that he was possessive over me. It meant that the rapidly growing feelings that I had for him were reciprocated to an extent. "Yes, but it is one that I will need to go back to." His hand stopped playing with my hair at the same time that the soothing motion on my thigh ceased. The air seemed to thicken around us

Anna couldn’t pinpoint what dangerous game Will was playing, a tango of ownership and control. One misstep, one wrong move and the possessiveness will turn toxic. But she was willing to get trapped in his gaze, burnt in his passion, lost in his possessiveness, caged in his embrace and enslaved by his obsession. She had a doubt that Will must have a fair idea of her feelings for him till now. Will took a little amount of her flesh of her neck between his teeth and sucked on it.

I supplied, certain that Roy would still use his friendship with Haylee to torture me even if we had buried the hatchet. “I wish I could do the same—lock you in a place Princess Allison would never get to lay her hands on you.” Haylee chimed, her voice dropping a few octaves lower. Jealous much. A small smile stretched my lips, and I was certain my eyes were glinting with affection as I said, “That’s possessive, you know?” “Hmm mm, and that’s exactly how I feel, Xay.” Haylee stunned me as she confessed, her eyes dilating instantly. “I want to be possessive of you.”

"What?" "That you’re mine. Mine and no one else’s.” She made no move to cover the distance and she looked so alone.“It's fucking silly, but I honestly feel like—like you were created for me and no one else has the right to have you.” She smiled a 'not Raine's smile'. That particular one that never reached her eyes. “Say it: I’m weird and crazy. I’m sick.” Dane struggled to control his body’s reaction. Raine’s possessiveness always did things to him. He knew She didn’t really mean it in a sexual way, but there was something vaguely sexual in her possessiveness, whether she meant it or not.

Heat coiled low in her belly, slow and heavy. “Possessive, Nightfang?” she said, trying for mocking, hitting something a little too breathless. “Of my partner’s time and future?” he said. “Yes.” The way he said partner made her shiver. “You don’t own me,” she said because she had to. “No,” he agreed again. “But I am yours. And I don’t share well.” Her pulse kicked up. “This is a terrible attitude for an heir,” she said. “Probably,” he said. “We’ll have to work around it.”

“Stop… or keep going… I don’t know… I can’t take it.” He sinks his teeth into my shoulder, leaving a primal mark of possession. His hot breath carries a crude hunger as he growls, his voice dripping with dominance. “You’re fucking mine, Lizzy,” he snarls, his voice dripping with possessiveness. “I won’t let you escape again. Even if I’m the worst fucking thing in your eyes, I’m a selfish bastard who won’t give you up. I’ll tie you to my bed if I have to. But mark my words, Lizzy, I won’t let you go. I won’t.”

she looked at the three men. Zeke and Nick started moving but Aiden kept still beside me. I looked at him and found his eyes locked on me again. “I’ll stay.” Aiden announced. Zynia chuckled. “Alright. I understand now that possessiveness runs in your blood.” I smiled. That means Alpha Zeuracious and Aiden are both possessive when it comes to their mate, huh? I bit the insides of my cheek to suppress myself on smiling wide upon thinking how cute that is.

There's room for both of us. Paige climbs in. I climb in beside her. "This is ours," she whispers. "This is ours," I say. She falls asleep. Her hand in mine. I stay awake a little longer. Watching the city. Watching her. This is ours. I never thought I'd have this. But now that I do, I'm never letting go.

He stilled, then leaned into her touch, eyes fluttering closed. She shifted closer, tangling her legs with his, resting one paw over his heart. Rian’s breath hitched, and he pressed his forehead to hers, their noses touching—barely. His tail swept forward, looping around her back leg to hold her in place. Possessive. Protective. Tender.