A Student's Obsession Cast Mga Nobela at Kwento

Everyone here knows that Rolan is chaos dressed in a uniform, a boy raised on blood and threats and the knowledge that people disappear when his family is displeased. No one crosses him. No one questions him. And absolutely no one asks him why he has made me his obsession. Not openly. But the whispers follow me anyway. “She’s the only girl he ever touches.” “He hates her.” “No… he watches her.” “Baranov beats up anyone who talks to Miroshnikova.” “He put a guy in the infirmary because he asked for her number.” “He’s insane.” “He’s obsessed.” All of it true. Painfully, terrifyingly true.

He needed to prove that his obsession was stronger than their design. "You think you’re a symptom?" he panted against her lips, his hands roaming her body with a frantic, possessive heat. "Then let me be the disease. Let’s be so sick, so twisted, so obsessed that even the Vanes are afraid to look at us." As they stood amidst the ruins of the ledgers, a low, mechanical hum began to vibrate through the floor. At the far end of the vault, a hidden projector hummed to life, casting a grainy, black-and-white film onto the stone wall.

*Caroline* Noah Stark might be God’s gift to the female population here at Ohio state University, Good at football, bad at love. Obsessed with scoring, refuses to play by the rules. Cruel. Relentless. Brilliant. Intoxicatingly attractive. But I want nothing to do with the dark-haired football player.

I walked to the casket of both my mother and Caramel, letting out all the words that I needed to let out. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." Someone said, patting my back from behind. I didn't bother to further know who the person was when I looked at the person but only nodded and moved away, returning to my seat. Justin, how could you?! I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe that Justin could murder my loved ones just so he could have me. What sort of stupid obsession was this? Why couldn't he just let me be and let's go our separate ways?

" Abhishek Khanna POV Whenever I noticed that ring on her fingers I just went crazy. I didn't want to believe that the girl for whom I was going to give up on everything just dumped me. I mean I was fighting with my Dad, with my family and there she was saying Yes to an Idiot just because my Ex was making her misinterpret everything. I couldn't forgive her for that and the next morning when she was seducing me deep down I felt she might have realized her mistake and wanted to apologize. That's why I was playing with her but no she wasn't. She was still talking about all that family and Shruti and all that. I wasn't anything for her. What mattered for her was the family, Shruti, and Vikram.

Other one is a orphan who is hardworking career oriented person who owns nothing except his handsome features no family no friends he is simply a nerd and broken who works hard to fill his stomach Can this playful girl learns the seriousness when she falls in love with a handsome nerd She is obsessed of him he hates her what happens when obsession and hates collide will love bloom or turns into more hate ..... ◇Karthik◇ You asked if I love you .. I said I don't ... I don't love you... I hate the way you talk to me... I hate it when you stare at me... I hate the way you read my mind... I hate you so much .. it makes me sick ..

"The best first impression you can give is when you show who you really are and not who you think others want you to be....." *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. Xavier POV I haven't been able to get that girl named Lesha out of my head. Normally I just go for flings and a one night stand sometimes, but when it comes to her, everything is different. I don't know if its because of how innocent she looked at me when I saw her in Vince, to the wide smile she gave me at the club, or most importantly, how she doesn't recognize who I am.

I hit a massive climax within three minutes, my legs locking around his head. "AH-AH-AH-AHHHH!" Grrrrrrrr! The alarm. "Time," I gasped, breathless and weak, shoving his sweaty chest away. "Step back. Toby. Your turn." Student 5: Toby Toby was the youngest-looking boy, with a face full of freckles. But his cock was a surprise—it was dark, heavy, and extremely vein-y. He looked terrified as he climbed over me, his hands shaking as he touched my waist.

Starliss was stuffing some chips in her mouth. "Um, Larissa? We have a problem!" I raised my head and looked at the unfamiliar voice. I've never seen her before. It was a scrawny brunette twig. She looked like she was going to snap in half with just a little wind. I couldn't tell if that was natural or the result of a weight loss obsession. Half the population of girls in this school are obsessed with being like the girl Larissa almost strangled to death. Bagel or something. "What's up?"

“I didn’t take it seriously. Rich people are weird, Eli. She was excited. It sounded… harmless then.” “And now?” he pressed. “I don’t know.” “Len,” Eli said carefully, eyes fixed on her, “do you understand what this means?” She frowned. “What?” “Do you think she was trying to run away from something? Or someone? Or an obligation?” Lena thought for a moment, then shook her head. “No. If anything, she sounded obsessed with Damon. She talked about him like he was the prize. Why?” Eli’s face shifted—slow realization dawning. “Do you think—”