A Student Obsession Novels & Stories

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

The lines of exhaustion on his face made her wonder if maybe, just maybe, he saw more in her than just another student. "It was stupid I know and I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that." Maddox's eyes locked in hers, the look in his eyes shifting. "We're student and teacher. If anyone would've seen us I would've been in big trouble." "I-I know that and- "But who's to say I hated it?" Silence. "Hmm, don't worry, it's our secret." He grins. "See you after summer...Azalea." Azie quickly left and made her way down the hall in a quick strut.

The librarian narrowed her eyes and wondered why the little girl requested such a thing. Lexa sensed how the librarian gaze changed, and she frowned slightly but decided to look for a way to convince the librarian. And soon enough, a little bulb lit inside her head. She blinked her eyes and parted her lips slightly, " I was experimenting somethings about flowers with good scent a while ago, and I suddenly became curious to know if there was a way to hide their scents." Lexa really hoped for the librarian to buy her pretty lie as that was the only solution her brain could come up with.

“Sorry. Carry on.” I sighed again. “Yes, the guy I went on a date with. We’ve spent a lot of time together over the last month and now…he wants more. I want more, but hell, I’m afraid. I don’t want to repeat what happened before. I can already feel it. I’m already more than a little obsessed with him.” “Sometimes love and obsession are one and the same. Sometimes you can’t tell them apart because they’re no different. Love is thinking of someone every day, wanting to be with them all the time, needing to know everything about them. Just like an obsession is.”

Sebastian's arm around her tightened slightly, he was also controlling himself. "Stop the tears, Leah. Please stop" he half whispered. "I'll find a way out," he muttered. **** WANT A BONUS CHAPTER BY 9?? COMPLETE MY REQUIREMENTS AND I PROMISE TO DROP IT😘 *** WASHINGTON METROPOLITAN HIGH SCHOOL*** The students trooped into the class once it was their time for class. Lunch break was over. Jaime was in his seat, he didn't go for lunch, instead, he was reading his book.

The memory of how it happened made my brain quiver in my skull. My parents and I lived in a small home. It was the greatest to me. We had all we needed, love, unity, peace, happiness, and so many more. I attended Southhills high school. It was epic. I was just a dumb nerd that talked to no one except my books and few people which was obviously weird. I had come across many disgusting boys that wanted me to be their girlfriends. Justin Carter was one of them but I always rejected them. Little did I know that Justin was deeply in love with me. He was obsessed! He had always followed me home without my consent. He was stalking me and knew my every move. He was really annoying.

I want her. I found myself clenching my jaw and staring blankly through the window with a frown on my face. Things were getting more and more complicated for me. I realised it wasn’t just a like. It wasn’t just a crush. And it definitely wasn’t nothing but lust. Was I growing an obsession? I didn’t care. It was one I was willing to keep and definitely some fantasma I was ready to achieve. I didn’t give a single fuck. ′Never did.′

************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship. Synopsis A Professor named John Gatchalian is secretly obsessed with his student named Myraquel Gonzaga. Prof. John intentionally dropped Myraquel grades. The only way she can pass and graduate is to have sex with her Professor.

I've only been here a little over two weeks and I feel like I'm losing my mind. I actually lost my mind a long time ago, but now, I was just falling deeper and deeper into insanity and I think it has to do with the fact that I was becoming obsessed with Kitty. I had created this entire thing in my head that I knew wasn't normal but I couldn't stop it. "Because of Kitty," I repeated to Mason once again and he shook his head as he chuckled and moved away, his hands covered in my blood. "Kitty will be the death of you, Prisoner VII," Mason said as he washed his hands in the basin, "you really going through all of this for her? Who's running the drug industry if you're here in this place?"

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma