Books About Obsession Love Novels & Stories

“That’s not a problem. We have a long time together. If that bastard could make you feel something after everything he did to you, then I’m sure, I’ll make you fall for me. No matter how long it takes.” A shiver ran through her spine, as a mixture of fear and disgust bloomed in the pit of her stomach. “You’re sick.” She hissed. “So much so that you can’t tell the difference between love and… obsession.” “Love, obsession, limerence, they are all the same thing.” He told her. “It’s a desire that is so strong, that it can’t be suppressed. It’s the kind of feeling that can cause a person to do things that are otherwise deemed unreasonable and unacceptable.”

Dan's hand shook almost imperceptibly. "You think you loved him first?" Mathew continued, voice low and lethal. "Maybe you did. But love that has to hold a blade to someone's throat to prove itself was never love at all, Dan. It's obsession. It's the same sickness you've always mistaken for devotion." He took another step closer, close enough now that Dan could see the raw desperation beneath the fury in his eyes. "And I would know. Because I've spent years fighting the same sickness inside myself, trying not to become exactly what you are right now."

I looked forward, placing my elbows on the counter and resting my chin on my folded hands. “I just have a question.” I said nothing to that and nodded after a while. “Is it really love?” I stilled, turning to him very slowly. He stared at me, his expression serious. “What?” “Is it really love, Alexander?” he repeated, like I didn't hear him the first time. “Of course it’s love! What else would it be?” “An obsession. An addiction. Trust me, they can be similar, but they’re very different. And those two are not healthy, Alexander. They’re dangerous.”

I’d rather have him hating me to the point of wanting me dead than continuing to waste his life being obsessed with a woman who belonged to someone else. Hate was something a person could get over. Hate was an emotion you could move away from, given enough time and distance. But obsession? It was like a drug. I knew that better than anyone. I had watched it destroy Max, and I had felt it simmering in my own blood for Damon. No matter how hard you tried to kick the habit, that obsession would burn just as strong four years later the moment you saw them again. “So… I truly… held no chance then,” he scoffed, his head falling back against the pillow as he looked away toward the window again.

The word hung between us. Her eyes went wide. "What?" "You heard me." "That's not love, Alessandro. That's obsession." "Same thing." "No, it's not…." "Isn't it?" I grabbed her face. Forced her to look at me. "Love is wanting someone so badly you'd kill for them. Love is not being able to breathe when they're not near you. Love is losing your goddamn mind when another man touches them." "That's not—"

Elena said flatly, trying to move past them. Victoria blocked her path. "Where are you going? We're just getting acquainted." "I'm not interested in girl talk," Elena said. "Oh, this isn't girl talk," Isabelle said, her voice hardening. "This is me making something very clear. Dante and I have history. Real history. Not some childhood infatuation that ended badly." Elena's jaw tightened. "I don't care about your history." "Good," Isabelle smiled. "Then you won't mind acting invisible whenever I'm around. Which will be often, now that I'm back."

He never expected that one day, he would have such a calm conversation with Joey about another man who had feelings for her. "Zachary, we're not close enough for me to discuss these matters, right?" Joey put down the pen in her hand and looked at him, displeased. "You liked a fanfiction about us on Twitter. Without clarification, I've been overthinking about it for four days." Zachary sounded rather aggrieved. "After all, it's written quite vividly. Besides, we were once a married couple. It's hard for me not to think about it." "Stop bringing up the past! Even if you're overthinking doesn't mean you have to come here and tell me about it. Do you think I have nothing to do?

He didn't know what she had been doing to him these days but he could see that he was loosing control. That was the last thing he wanted. He was supposed to be in control while she begged and pleaded with him. He had been the one to propose this offer in the first place, so everything about it should be his call. He was still consumed in his thoughts when he felt cold air rush against his skin. He looked down to see that his shirt was no longer on him and his pants were now at his ankle and Leila was working on drawing down his boxers. He heaved a huge sigh. He was getting addicted to her. He needed to fight this addiction before it took over his power over her and make him lost to her. Perh

BLURB "They should have never been two of us." Gabriella. "One of us has to die." Gabrielle. Fame, power and money were the only things Gabrielle craved not until she suddenly starts to obsess over her twin sister's love interest and decides that there can only be one Gaby Johansson alive and that person had to be her. Gabriella finally realises who her enemies are and is determined to make sure that both her mother and her sister pay for everything they've put her through and if that means one twin had to disappear for good, then so be it.