Books About Obsession Love Novels & Stories

Relief broke over her face. "Thank you very much" the couple showed their appreciation and took their leave. A cloaked figure appeared after the couple left, voice edged with fear. "My queen, you know how much he loathes humans. Why would you give him one as a bride? He might kill her the moment he wakes." The seer's eyes snapped up. Her brown eyes turned to a deep violet with gold flickers. A smirk tugged at her lips. "That makes it more fun for me, doesn't it? Being tied to something you hate… and unable to do anything about it." she whispered, her voice filled with amusement. "Can't wait for her to grow up" she added,her laughter filling the room.

“I have no idea. I’ve never fallen in love before.” Typical. I was about to reach for the files again, when he went on. “I wouldn’t call it love. If I could define it better, I’d say it’s more like an obsession.” I arched a brow but stayed quiet, letting him explain. “It’s like when someone finds something too good for him. Something he has no right to, but he wants to claim it, keep it, ruin it for everyone else so no one else can touch it. That’s what obsession is. And that’s what you feel for Violet.” Alec said. “It can go two ways. Obsession can fade, or it can grow until it becomes something else. Maybe even love.”

His fingers dug into me, roaming, groping, claiming me like I already belonged to him. I clung to him tighter, arms locked around his neck, nails dragging across the hard lines of his shoulders. My chest rose and fell in quick, desperate gasps against his, every kiss turning wetter, hungrier, until there was no space left between us, only heat, friction, and the unbearable tension of knowing we were about to cross a line that couldn’t be undone. Then, Maddox pulled back from the kiss, his eyes locked on mine, tracing every line of my flushed face with his rough fingers. His touch was electric against my burning skin as we stared at each other like two souls entangled in forbidden flames, the

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.

He than held her up tightly as she wrapped her legs around his waist and he than closed the shower and took her out of the bathroom while stumbling on his way. He managed to put her on the bed and immediately pushed himself inside her as he was getting out of control from his passion for her that is increasing day by day. Emma’s body was half lying on the bed and half touched the floor she doesn’t mind the discomfort as she was lost in the ultimate pleasure. Their wet bodies rubbed together as Jacob held her thigh and lifted her hip even higher to get deeper into her. She moaned on her deep thrusts. The room was filled with the atmosphere of love. After thrusting deeper inside her, he came.

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

“Why are you so obsessed with me?” “I’m crazy about you. I … can’t live without you.” “You’d been fine for four years,” said Qeiza.”You’ll also definitely live well for the rest of your life.” “Qei, please … give me a chance!” “Sorry, I can’t make it.” “Why? Do you really hate me that much?” “I’ve floated the pieces of my broken heart in the sea of tears,” said Qeiza. “It’ll be useless if you insist to put them together again.”

We both laughed, getting into our own business, forgetting the conference meeting we were to attend. "I love you, Eve and I'll forever love you. You're my life and joy. My Obsession, I can't do without you, forever." I said. "I love you too, Justin. Mr Obsession." She teased and we laughed.

I didn’t. My two lovers are obsessed beyond reason with me. It shows in everything they do. The way they escort me to and from class, help me with projects, encourage me. Their obsession is in the two sets of hands that wash me in the bathtub, usually right before those same hands drag me out with lustful intention, positing me how they need me. It’s in the way they never let a day pass without telling me how much they love me, while I’m eating breakfast on one of their laps, sunbathing in the backyard or sketching designs in my notebook.

Mason stood up from the bed with a frown on his face, it's not like he had a good sleep. He has been battling with a life-threatening insomnia for the past years, it all started when he took drugs for the first time. The day he met Madison, His ex-fiancee in bed with his uncle, Erling. He angrily went to a club and was forced to take Morphine mixed with alcoholic wine which caused him harm. Part of the harm caused by the drug was obsession due to what the drug met the brain doing.