A Student's Obsession Cast Novels & Stories

I swallow hard. “You know it’s different.” The sadness in her eyes almost makes me regret saying it. Almost. Because deep down, I believe it. I always have. A fresh wave of embarrassment crashes into me. “Oh my God.” “What?” I cover my face. “Everyone probably thinks I’m obsessed with him.” Lola actually laughs. A real laugh. “Ella.” “I’m serious.” “You shouldn’t be.” “Why not?” “Because after what happened this morning, half the school probably thinks Beckett is obsessed with you.”

“And I’d do it again in a heartbeat.” Lila looked up at him, eyes glazed with lingering pleasure and something deeper—dangerous attachment. “Then don’t stop,” she whispered. The professor’s obsession had taken root. And Lila, once the innocent student, was falling willingly into the flames.

I'd grown up figuring things out as I went, alone, with nobody to show me how any of this worked. He looked at me then, mildly amused. *"Is that so?"* he said. *"My ring costs more than you want to know. You can write me a check whenever you feel like it."* My brain short-circuited. Diana choked beside me. I'd officially played myself. *"Okay,"* I mumbled, barely audible. *"I will."* I prayed he didn't hear the way my voice cracked. --- **Ethan's POV** Shopping for women's clothing was a headache.

It’s one of the few things that feels real. But following orders? That’s one thing I’ve never been good at. I barely pay attention as my friends go on about the new lecturer we had today. Elara Vossi, Nerina Caligo, and Giulia Ravelli are far more interested in discussing his looks than anything he actually said. I didn’t even notice his face, or what he was wearing but of course, they did. I watch them with a quiet smile as Nerina leans forward, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

************************* 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.

We haven't even started on our project so I didn't see the big deal in doing so. But a little piece of my mind knew that if I did that, then I wouldn't see the caramel eyed boy and I don't think I can stand that. Sure, he's in a few more classes of mine but we don't get to talk like we do in this one. It's strange how you can become obsessed with someone even after such a short amount of time. Because that's what I am: obsessed.

Once I’ve taken her in every way I want, I can finally move on. That's what I am hoping for, anyway. It's just an obsession with her body. An obsession with her filthy, innocent mind. My fucking, twisted student. It would take a few weeks, at least. To fuck her in every way that I want. To fuck her after ripping off all the clothes that I bought her. I don't share my belongings, but as it stands now.. Hell, if she asked for everything I own, I’d hand it over without hesitation. As long as she lets me fuck her. Own her. She is mine. She has no way of escaping me.

“You were hoping to find something bad enough to make me drive her out of the park. Something that would get rid of the competition.” “She is not competition. She is a distraction that is going to get people hurt.” “People like you?” “People like all of us.” Emily was crying now, her mascara running down her cheeks in black streams. “Whatever spell she has you under, it is not natural. The way you look at her, the way you act around her …it is like you are obsessed.” I considered that for a moment. Obsessed. Yes, that was probably accurate. “You know what, Emily? You are right.” I moved closer, the blade catching the dim light. “I am obsessed with her. Completely, utterly, irrevocably obsess

“Jacob. I mean Jacob.” Melanie’s rushed voice came again. “Because I couldn’t. He would see it as me trying to turn against him, and that’s the worst thing that can happen when you are the object of his obsession.” Her gaze bounced between us, frantic. “The spell made him obsessed and Jacob is—”

"We can't, Nick. You don't know the kind of man my father is. My internship will be cancelled. I'll never get to step outside. You'll never see me again." Nick turns quiet, and I know he's reconsidering. "Then I guess we won't tell him." He says finally. "I'm not letting you go so easily." His words warm my heart, making me smile. "So this is between us." I say. "Besides, I want to know what he wants. Like, why has he made me his target? Who is he? What does he want from me?" "Things like this stem from obsession." Nick answers in a strange voice. "I think he's obsessed with you for certain reasons. We just need to find out why."