Todos los capítulos de Love's Obsession: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

Elara was not ready for her first real fear. Fear did not come screaming or shaking, or tearing through Elara in panic as she expected. It came quietly, like a realisation that sank too deep to be dismissed. It came in the space between breaths, in the pause after the last of Adrian’s messages, in the way the room suddenly felt too small.She is paying attention. She read the words over and over again, hoping repetition would make them less harsh. The kind of others like him. Observing. Evaluating. Assessing. Elara sat on her bed, clutching her phone in both hands, the screen dimming and lighting again as her thumb brushed it in unconscious movements.The campus was bustling with life outside, the late-night sounds of humanity—laughter through windows, footsteps on the paths, the normal rhythm of life—flowing past and unimpeded by her silence. That was the most frightening part. There was nothing that looked amiss. There was nothing that felt ami

Deborah saw how Elara lost sleep. How she gazed at her phone but no longer typed. How she jumped at loud noises, like a person who expected to be hit but never was. Deborah did not immediately ask questions.She waited.She observed.She thought.And then she acted.One late night, Deborah sat in front of her laptop, dozens of tabs open to old forums, records, and stories dismissed as urban legends. Patterns emerged the longer she looked: Disappearances near full moons. Bodies drained of blood with no signs of struggle. Witnesses who recanted days later. Vampires, Structure, Rules, Order. Deborah leaned back, her heart pounding.If Adrian was being hunted...Then knowledge was power. And power was protection. The trail led further into encrypted pages, hidden groups, and whispered references to people who knew too much and lived because they bartered.That was all it took to change everything. By morning, Deborah made a choice tha

Elara felt it instinctively, the way Adrian’s entire body reacted, tension locking into every muscle. This wasn’t just fear. It was history. Trauma. Authority woven into blood.“You've gotten sloppy,” the man said, his voice like ice. “It's a shame.”Adrian struggled to sit up.“You don’t get to judge me,” he said, gasping for air.The man slowly grinned from ear to ear.“I have the power to kill you,” he said quietly. “Or I can show you why you are alive.”Elara came out despite Adrian's aggressive grip on her arm.“No,” she said firmly. “You don't.”Everyone's eyes were on her.The man looked at her with renewed interest.“So,” he said. “This is flesh and blood, isn't it?”Elara straightened up, her heart pounding fast.“I'm Elar

Silence immediately came back.The city lamps were turned on.Adrian dropped his body forward with his forehead on Elara’s.Im so sorry,Elara felt a lump in her throat as she swallowed, and tears were rolling down her face.“You don't get to just disappear," she said fiercely. "Not again."He didn't answer.Because for the first time since his turningAdrian wasn’t even sure he would be able to win this one.Elara didn’t get a wink of sleep that night.Each time she tried to fall asleep, she would feel it over and over: the mental pressure the Order had exerted on her, how they pushed her to the extreme without actually touching her. It was not exactly pain. It was a violation. It was a reminder that her mind, her memories, her whole self were now things that could be, without any issues, easily accessed.As the first light of day barely filtered through the closed curtains, she sat on the e

The night felt wrong.Adrian noticed it before the messenger appeared.Vampires were creatures of pattern, of territorial rhythms, predictable shadows, familiar silences. But this quiet was different.Too complete.Even the city seemed to dim, as if sound itself were being carefully lowered.Elara stood beside him near the window, arms folded.“You feel it too, don’t you?” she asked.Adrian nodded once.“It’s like the world is… waiting.”Deborah, seated across the room, lifted her gaze slowly.“They don’t arrive with noise,” she said.Elara turned. “You mean one is actually coming?”Deborah didn’t answer immediately.ThenThe lights went out.Not flickering.Not failing.Extinguished.Darkness swallowed the apartment in a single breath.Elara’s pulse leapt, but Adrian was already moving, positioning himself slightly in front of