Book Obsession Novels & Stories

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.

I'm slowly drowning to my sleep that I didn't understand his statement fully. I just hum my answer as his arms tighten it's embrace in my waist. One thing that I discovered to Bullet's attitude today. He could be very possessive and irrational with his own beliefs. Once he believes on it, it's will stay like that. He stand with his thoughts that Brandon did something that's why he was angry. Well, nobody's perfect. "Hey grandma, arrange these files alphabetically, and this one, by year." Monica's arch brows is what I saw. I heaved a deep sighed.

Lucas's father asked staring at us as I placed Gavin back in his seat. "Let's say yes," I shrugged and began sharing the sponge cake. 'I hope they sort it out!' I thought. ______________________________________ * * * What do you guys think so far? Please drop a review ❤️❤️ Do you want a sequel about Ben and Beatrice's Story? Please, you all stay tuned for the Book 2 of the Obsession series, a Sequel of 'Secret Obsession' titled:- HIS WILD OBSESSION.

I stopped in front of a small shop filled with sparkling accessories. "Wow..." I stepped closer, admiring the rings and earrings. "Miss, would you like to try one?" I quickly turned toward the elderly shopkeeper. "Ah... I'm just looking." The old man smiled kindly. "Your eyes say otherwise." I laughed softly. Then I wandered from one shop to another. I bought a blue ribbon for my hair. Then some sweets. Then a small book whose cover caught my attention. With every purchase, I felt happier. I never noticed...

A pen lay uncapped beside a notepad. Tiana picked it up slowly, her fingers trembling as she skimmed the pages. Sentences, observations and patterns filled it. Her stomach tightened. This wasn’t coincidence, this wasn’t even a harmless interest. This was obsession. Tiana straightened abruptly, her heart pounding. She glanced around the room, suddenly feeling like she was standing somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be. Her mind raced with questions. ‘How long has this been going on?’ ‘Why this woman?’ ‘Does Shantel think this is normal?’

Bryan punched in Rolland's phone number immediately and called him, and Rolland told him that he was occupied with a little project and he would try to make it the following day. "Is he really that busy for days now? I feel neglected right now." Bryan murmured after disconnecting the phone call. Bryan felt stuck in one place and couldn't do anything for himself. He was limited to some things and he found them boring, so he decided to go clubbing that night. Bryan lounged on the plush sofa in the guest house, scrolling through his phone for what felt like the hundredth time that evening. Boredom gnawed at him like a persistent itch, urging him to break free from the dullness of the quiet gues

It seemed like the perfect time to immerse myself in my reading. I wasn't a romantic woman so the novels that revolved around a love story seemed very boring to me. The book I was reading was suspenseful and I was very intrigued, I was so immersed in the story that I was really scared when my alarm went off. I grabbed my phone and read the reminder. It was time to study. I turned the page I was reading and put the book on my desk.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Stay tuned for MADDEST OBSESSIONS. Love. NaYa.