A Dangerous Obsession Novels & Stories

That almost made things worse. "Then what was I?" Dante stared at her with something dark and conflicted moving behind his eyes, like he genuinely didn't know how to answer. In that moment Ariana understood something terrifying, Dante Cole hadn't made that bet because he wanted attention. He'd made it because he was obsessed. But obsession wasn't love. It was hunger, possession, and control, and Ariana had spent her whole life surviving men who wanted ownership instead of understanding. Her father, her ex, and now Dante. Never again.

He was deadly serious, staring into the dark recesses of my soul with his dark gaze. I looked up and shivers ran through me at the thought that people might actually be watching us right now. And he wants all these people to know that I belonged to him? What the fuck was going on? Xander's POV. Obsession is a very dangerous feeling and very delicate to play with. Most people are familiar with that addictive poison. They use some simple drugs to drown out the pain and ease their thoughts. On the other hand, my obsession with things had always yielded effective results.

She paused a bit, with my shirt in her hands before laughing out loud, alone, then started swaying her hips to whatever it was she was listening to. My cock stirred awake in my pants, just in time as something else woke from a deep slumber in my chest. It was not desired. No. That ship had sailed a long time ago. I was hopelessly and helplessly attracted to her in ways I never deemed possible, and that was a fact known by many now. This feeling inside.. it was something else. Something more dangerous. Obsession. Raw and burning obsession. I just wanted to have her wrapped around me all the fucking time, wanted to bask into all the things she was that I could never be. My fingers twitched aga

Flynn’s POV I had done plenty of questionable things in my life, but the thought of doing anything that would betray Dominic felt like I was striking a match at the end of a gas line. Dangerous. It was so foolish and so suicidal that I wondered if love was worth this level of stupidity. But here I sat, perched on the edge of a barstool in the house’s security room, phone pressed to my ear as Sophia’s cold, calculating voice played out on the other end.

“The bitch deserves it. She kept us apart, my love.” I cringe away as he cups my cheek. Tears track down my face unbidden as I realize exactly how dire this situation is; he could do anything to me and there is no one to stop him. His time in prison didn’t lessen his obsession, if anything he seems even more off-kilter. He makes a move to kiss me and I push him away. His grip tightens on my arm and he grabs my face harshly, holding me in place. I kick and cry out. I fight.

“We’re set. Have a safe trip.’’ Adrian says and just when he’s about to step back. I hold him back as I pull him close to myself. “I deserve a goodbye kiss.’’ I really do. I can never get enough of him. And the fact that we were literally up all night fucking leaves me wanting more. I went hard on him and never held back not even once. The fact that I’ve not touched him for days and that I will not be able to touch him for two days fueled up my adrenaline in fucking him hard. And fuck! I still want more. “Nikolai,’’ he calls in alarm as he looks around the empty sitting room. There is no soul around and I've known from the start that Zorya will not easily come downstairs on my orders. She li

He’s not the kind one should be around with, I'm fucking scared. I'm scared and there’s no end to my misery, I can’t control my hands shaking in dread or my eyes withering in pain. I just realized how dangerous he is and I'm so wrong to think that I can have my way with him, he’s heartless, he doesn’t even think before taking action. His obsession is lethal and not beneficial, I can’t run, I can’t hide, I’ll die but backing off would be worse than death. Can I live with this guilt of giving up forever?

“This face, I have never seen such dangerous yet adventurous expressions on your face before. Like a… psychopath…” “Do you like what you see? Or do you wanna run away?” She chuckled. “I love to know that I have already scored a point ahead of you in this game of obsession. Finding the rest of your hidden parts won’t be difficult, Zephyr” “Right now… you don’t know what you have done…” my voice came out rather hoarse. “Let’s catch each other from our brightest to our darkest side. Let’s not leave any stone of our lives left unturned. And by the end of this game, let’s see how deeper the roots of our love grow and how wilder our obsessions become. Because our love, Diana…” I shook my head slow

Charles spread her legs wide and entered her Immediately, without wasting any time, he started drilling her hard. "Oh my!" "Baby, go faster!" "You're so good... Ahh!!" Celine moaned as he banged her harder and deeper. He suddenly stopped and turned her over the table. "Bend your ass" he ordered hoarsely. She did as he instructed and he entered her in a go. He started thrusting into her madly as he went very deep inside her. "Oh, f**k!" "Destroy me!" "I'm yours! Cripple me!" Celine moaned loudly, thankfully the room was soundproof so their moans were safe.

It was completely dark inside. Just when I kept my foot inside, I was grabbed quickly and pushed against the door. I felt a weight on top of my body. A hand clicked the knob beside me to lock it from inside. The intoxicating fragrance of lotus flower and heavy breaths were falling all over me. My wolf was almost losing its mind. I was still pressed against the door. I could feel Zen struggling with his wolf to keep it in his control. Suddenly he asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you think you're doing?"