Books With Extremely Possessive Obsessed And Jealous Heroes Novels & Stories

“If I was the heroine in the book, I think I'd be forgiving enough to fall in love with a mafia boss. Especially if he's so obsessed and in love with me like he was with his pet in this book.“ I scoffed at her words. Her foolishness concerning being a pet to a Mafia king doubled my urge of wanting her to be mine. She had no idea. She rolled her eyes. “I know, I know. It sounds weird. But listen—super possessive and broody guys, with power and money are cute...“ “The male lead might be such an asshole, yeah agreed” she continued, stepping closer, her voice gaining more excitement. “But, the way he looks at her? You can tell he’s obsessed. He doesn’t say it, but you know he'd burn the whole wo

She had never felt jealousy towards Johannes’s behavior when they were together. When she imagined Alex with someone else though, she felt extremely jealous and possessive. She didn’t know why, but she did not want to be treated the same way as his past lovers. She wanted to be special. Maybe they had gotten married like most everyone else, for political reasons, but she was growing extremely fond of him. She didn’t want him to take other lovers as other aristocratic men did, she wanted him to be faithful.

He’s trying to buy the space in your heart that I’m struggling to keep. He’s trying to provoke you! I shouted, standing up to face him. Julian knows you’re territorial. He knows that if he sends something like this, you’ll spiral. Don't let him win! I am already spiraling! Xavier roared, slamming the book down on the table. He grabbed my waist, his hands like iron bands, and pulled me flush against his chest. His eyes were wild, dark with an obsessive jealousy that borderlined on madness. You are mine. Do you understand? I don't care if he finds every lost treasure of the Crestview family. He will never touch you. I will buy every rare book in this city and burn them before I let another man

I want to see him. Oh, God! I want to see him even though he is my monster. Oh! Sherry your so stupid, and he's going to hurt you. Just wait and see, Sherry, my mind said. He's going to rip your heart out. I rolled my eyes at my conscience. I know one thing: I don’t care if my heart is ripped out of my body, as long as I get one taste of Sexy bad boy Derrick Jefferson. Then I promise myself not to care about him anymore once I get him. I’ll be done, girl fanning over him.

It took all of me to have him walk away from this pack. And now we're here, should I be caring about the consequences? I guess so. But not when he's like this, not when he's shivering beneath him. Not until I've ruined him. I fucked into his mouth. Gripping his hair tight and he looked right back into my eyes, I couldn't take it. My hips started moving on their own accord, I couldn't stop. I hadn't let him cum even once, I have to remind him who he belongs to. Who am I kidding? It's my own deep insecurities buried inside. I can't have him look at someone else, admire someone else. Even the thought physically hurt. I'm a terrible person, I know that. But I refuse to believe he deserves better

What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection? Hesitantly, he read on. It was an erotica, but unlike any he’d skimmed before. This one was relentless, visceral. It followed two main characters: a cruel, hedonistic prince and a cunning commoner who clawed her way to power by becoming his fiancée. The narrative was a twisted dance, first painting her as the ambitious heroine, then pivoting to dissect the prince’s depravities with a clinical, almost sympathetic eye. Just as it dared you to understand him, it revealed the commoner’s ultimate betrayal, transforming her into the story's true villainess.

But what she failed to understand was the fact that, The promises made in the phase of immaturity were meant to be broken. _____________________________________ This story will include, obsession, and possessive behavior which might reflect toxic relationship as well. The male lead is an extremely dominant and egoistic person, he's like the type, if she's not mine then she's of no one. He can come out as manipulative, obsessive, psychotic, and maybe abusive as well. So be alert, the story is about anguished love with a touch of obsession and craziness. You will surely love it. Now if anything from the above disturbs you or you don't like to read then you can skip, even though I would love it

She suddenly smashed the glass of drink on the floor, making it shattered and I sighed. Her crazy actions have begun to attract the guest's attention also. "Is this proof you wanted to kill your own brother's wife?" I asked with a calm expression on my face even though, I'm boiling from within. I don't know why I keep meeting betrayed people, especially since yesterday. First, it was my boyfriend with my best friend, and now, a sister trying to kill her blood brother's wife. "I'm out of here!" She hissed, making an attempt to leave but Fred, who hasn't said a word since the drama started stood in front of her, glaring hard at her.

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

I’m mean and twisted by the scars of my past. I don’t know how to be soft or romantic. My love is kind of possessive, fueled by a primal need to protect what I held dear and keep what is mine to myself. I am a jealous lover, I don’t know what I’ll do if I find out she is seeing another man. I thought of a way to keep her under my control and keep a close eye on her. Stalking her won’t always work, she could see me someday and call the cops on me.