A Dangerous Obsession Novels & Stories

“It can escalate. The person might start following them or showing up unannounced, thinking they’re being romantic or that it’s a sign of how much they care. But that’s the thing about obsession—it warps your perception. What you think is love or concern might actually be… something darker.” The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. His words felt like a direct hit, like he was describing exactly what was happening to me. But I kept my voice steady, forcing myself to sound curious rather than alarmed. “And what about when it goes further than just following?” I asked quietly. “When someone starts trying to insert themselves into the other person’s life—showing up at their workplace, making

His breath was getting a bit heavier, so he quickly turned to face the pot on the fire, getting close to the heat, he allowed the heat from the gas cooker to melt his skin. He was riled up, the part where Shawn said west belonged to him seemed to have awakened the beast in him. His eyes were a bit red so he shook his head for a while as he gritted his teeth, trying to control his demon. He was about to turn but not in front of West, he wouldn't allow that. "Lin are you alright??" West asked from behind as she gazed at his back, he was dangerously too close to the heater. The pot was still on the heat and it might burn his skin if his skin were to come in contact with the hot pot.

Lorenzo I pull out of her,my dick still semi-hard. This woman is like a drug to me, one that I can't get rid of. When I am with her, I can't think of anything else but fill her insides till she is soaking with my essence. Gino says that my obsession with her has turned into something more dangerous. An obsession. In my line of work, having an obsession can be classified like having an Achilles heel. He says that anyone can get to me. They just have to get to Megan abs and have me eating at the palm of their hands.

Fantasizing about fucking every inch of her, stretching her tight little holes, making her take my cock while she moaned my name like a prayer. Oh yeah. This was fucking dangerous. My jaw tightened. Fucking hell. She was an addiction, a drug-like obsession. And I have never been the type to get addicted to anything. Never been the type to care about anything. I didn’t care about her… not really. But I wanted her. And every time I saw her, that craving only fucking grew. There are two things you do with an unhealthy obsession: You either kill it or stay the hell away until it fades.

The terrifying aura surrounding the man made everyone around him feel threatened and afraid. "Who exactly is that bastard?" Danial was tired of five years of continuous dead ends. ***

He stood over me, head tilted slightly, dark eyes burning with something intense I didn’t want to name. “You hesitated,” he murmured, voice low and lethal. I swallowed hard, the motion making me hyper-aware of my pulse hammering in my throat. He was still too close, watching me like he was waiting for me to make another mistake. “You do that in the real world,” he breathed, leaning down so his breath ghosted across my cheek, “and you die.” His lips twitched into the faintest, cruelest smirk. “Or,” he added, voice a dark promise, “something worse happens.”

“Let’s just work on the project. Romeo and Juliet, right?” He groaned. “God, not that one. Can we pick anything else? Wuthering Heights, maybe? Something where they destroy each other with passion and rage instead of poison and teenage melodrama.” I smiled despite myself. “You’re oddly poetic for a guy who looks like he doesn’t believe in love.” He leaned closer, the grin gone. “I don’t. But I believe in obsession.” Something in my stomach twisted. Dangerous. That’s what he was. All warning signs, and I was already ignoring them.

Ara was a ball of sunshine before his arrival and now had reduced into a victim. Jenna gripped her drooped shoulder in a tight hold, making her look up into her eyes. "He'll kill you if you wouldn't," Jenna said in a serious tone. Ara's face paled with dread. "He is obsessed with you, Ary. He wouldn't let you go ever. I have seen the way he looks at you. He thinks you belong to him," Jenna said from her own experience. She internally shuddered, remembering her own past. Obsessive men are more destructive than a mad animal. They don't know the limits,"

her voice shivered as that night ran in her mind. "What he did to you?" "He-he-he. All I know is that he is crazy. Wild. Violent. An obsessive enthusiast. He can kill with a flick of his finger, with a flutter of his lash," she kept on saying as if in a trance, "if you g-go against him, he won't kill you but extract your soul. When you are u-under him, around him, you have got no other option but to obey because at the end only that would happen what he had mentioned in the very start. I'm scared of challenging him,"

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about