Book Obsession Novels & Stories

is the first thing Karla says when leaving the store i roll my eyes "I don't know, I don't care She just looks at me with a bad face but doesn't dare to say more. After half an hour walking around the market, Karla and I are super tired so we decided to take a break in one of the banks that are in the mall. For the second time today, that feeling comes back to me. The feeling of being watched. I look surreptitiously to the sides and I can't find anything. The sensation does not go away, but rather it becomes more and more present. " You know, Karla?"he spoke, calling her attention" I feel observed. It's like someone is watching me from afar. It's a strange feeling.

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

Lena said,she was blushing crimson,her blue eyes were bright like the sparks that feel her hair when she’s angry and emotional. Jeremy smiled back at her,behind his sweet smile was worry,he held Lena close like he would die if she left. Jeremy ushered her out of the room,they both walked down the large corridor to the study room. Josephine's study was like a musiome filled with paintings,statues,sculptures and millions of old books. Josephine and Black were sitting on a long ofustry chair,they were both snuggling and didn’t notice when Lena and Jeremy walked in. Jeremy coughed to get their attention.

Helen's entire body went rigid. "That can never be the same Audrey," she whispered sharply. "We proudly announce her as lead creator for tonight's featured fragrances." Audrey stood up, bowed her head and sat down again. Helen became even more engrossed in her anger. ----- A calm elegant fragrance came forward— it was Audrey's redesign. It wasn't the most expensive piece but was beautiful and balanced. "Starting a bid at 100 dollars," the host announced. Benjamin relaxed, he wasn't bidding— definitely not tonight. Especially now the company's finances are limping under Helen's reckless spending.

Damon didn’t even act like he was even bothered and instead, continued with his work. I glanced at him before looking around and digesting the images before me. There were a few artworks on the walls of the office and the plants in the flower pot at one corner attracted my attention. I observed my surrounding, at the same time, I was expecting Damon to say something or do something. But he didn’t. Instead, he just acted like I wasn’t even in the room and he just kept typing. The sounds of him striking his keyboard didn’t cease to leave my ears. I could almost hear it even when he didn’t type.

He went over to Mickey. "Hey, move away. Let me do it, it seems as though you're planning to take my mom away from me" he muttered. Leah laughed from where she was. She's glad to see he's finally the cheerful Jaime that she knows. She looked around the restaurant worriedly. "Where are you?" She asked, referring to her husband, Sebastian. **** MONTERIO'S INVESTMENT*** Hailey shut down her computer as she was through with the day's work. She stretched her shoulder tiredly and yawned softly. She's suddenly feeling hungry.

It never ends well. Obsession is lethal. It creeps in quietly, wrapping itself around you like comfort, but it suffocates in the end. It erases who you were and replaces it with hunger. If I stay, the person I am will disappear, replaced by someone who longs for a violent man, a sadistic killer. Obsession has never been a good trait, and this one terrifies me more than he ever could. More than what happened earlier tonight. Being locked in that office was horrifying, but this is worse. This feels like addiction, deep and consuming.

Obviously, he really wanted to take Amy to bed, but that wasn't all he wanted with her, he also wanted to take care of her, protect her, offer her everything she hadn't had during her life, it definitely wasn' t just sex, it was love. After I finished eating, I washed my plate and dried it and put it in the cupboard. I had a real obsession with cleanliness and organization. that our house was a mess of clothes thrown everywhere, cigarette butts, a sink clogged with dirty dishes and obviously the bad smell that permeated the house, as she was always drugged, she was not in the mood to clean up so when I see any mess I I feel like taking a trip back in time it's like I'm back in that filth. I

the woman replied. "How do you know?" Nayla looked stunned. "I noticed the glow in your eyes as you looked around the room and the sofa" "Oh, since we have one thing in common, what else do you do when you're bored?" Nayla asked. The two of them looked at each other for a moment and Lyla looked around the room. "I know it might sound boring but it's -" "knitting?!!" Nayla jumped happily as she took out a box filled with knitting materials.

Always close by. constantly observing. Never getting close. never saying anything. Just watching. It was hard to ignore the pattern. My desk was piled high with pictures by midnight. And each and every one of them told the same tale. Harold had spent years observing Evelyn. long before she got married. long before she became successful. long before she came back. I had a bad taste in my mouth after realizing this. Because obsession didn't just go away over time. It expanded. It changed. It got risky.