روايات وقصص ضمن Books With Extremely Possessive Obsessed And Jealous Heroes

While Laura appreciated these gestures, she also felt overwhelmed and suffocated by them. Daniel exhibited overprotective behavior towards Laura, insisting that everything be done according to his preferences. As a result, Laura rarely ventured out on her own anymore. If Daniel wasn't accompanying her, she was accompanied by a bodyguard. "Daniel, I'm just going shopping, I don't need a bodyguard, I'll be fine," Laura said to Daniel over breakfast. "No, Laura, I insist the bodyguard goes with you. It's just one bodyguard, I don't want anything happening to you," Daniel replied, taking a spoonful of food.

"I was always like this but I have to admit it had never gotten this intense. That's because then I didn't have anyone I wanted to own or protect." "Own?" The words tasted bitter against my tongue as I muttered them aloud. "You're doing all this because you want to own me?" It doesn't make sense and frankly, I was both hurt and offended. "No, I'm doing all this because you are mine and I protect what's mine. But I will not deny that I possess the feeling of owning you." He glanced at the invisible mark on my neck. "You have no idea how much it is killing me that the world doesn't know that."

"It had everything," I whispered in shock as I made a coffee. Sleep-deprived or not, there was no time to rest. With that book gone, and someone trying to kill me, I needed to find a way to protect myself and Demetri as quickly as possible. "Every page, every spell, everything in that book could be used to kill me…us."

Phedra Elizabeth threw her hand, her head sweating a little. "Duncan Hiddleston is now her mistress's fiancé. Isn't that what she always wanted?" Veronica Sarah. "Mom! It's funny, with a work where the heroine is always beautiful and intelligent. A time of jealousy enters the heart. The book proves it. A direct confrontation with the heroine can only be. third lover or foxglove. " Her face is as green as a banana leaf. "Why are I and the male lead together? Please answer the system?" [The male protagonist had an accident, all of his assets were flying, so he wanted to use the property of the Alice family to build a career.]

I had stepped into his world thinking I was safe. What a fool I was. The door opened and he walked in, smelling of steel and sweat. His eyes were sharp, glittering with something cruel. “I gave you everything,” he says without preamble. “A name, a pack, a throne. And still you fail me.” I stiffened, my hands curling in my lap. “I have not failed. The Moon Goddess decides these things.” “The Moon Goddess?” He laughed, he sounded dark and cruel. “No, Jean. You will give me what I want, or someone else will.”

“Is that really a husband? He’s just playing with you, Alexa. He lets me court you because, in the end, when he’s tired, there’s someone waiting to catch you. Well then, I’ll still catch you even if he’s used you repeatedly. Just to prove to you that I didn’t intentionally deceive you that night. He doesn’t love you, and in the end, he’ll also discard you to me.” She shook her head, and her heart sank at what she heard. Adam has been so obsessively possessive of her. No one could touch or talk to her without notice, yet he’s letting DJ court her, so DJ—the man she once despised? How? Why? Isn’t she likable to her husband no matter what? Isn’t she worth keeping as a wife forever? Is she reall

Am I in over my head? And yet, despite the unease, a part of her—a twisted, foolish part—was drawn to him. His possessiveness, his dominance, even his anger—it all reminded her of the brooding, dangerous men in the romance novels she devoured late at night. The ones who burned the world down for the women they loved. Hardin. Massimo. The Italian mafia bosses who were equal parts terrifying and irresistible.

The realization hits harder than it should, a pull in my chest I can’t ignore, even as I gun the throttle and tear down the empty streets toward her scent. I’m Tyler Grayson, future alpha of the Crescent Pack, and I’m supposed to have this under control. Find the lost wolf, bring her back—that’s what the elders said. They didn’t mention she’d be a shy girl with hazel eyes that see too much, or that her scent would wake something in me I can’t tame. I didn’t plan on feeling this… protective. But that howl, the way it cut through the night like a blade—it’s not just a warning. It’s a hunt, and Vivian’s the prey.

I was so angry when I returned today and it was all because of the two scoundrels that were with her. “I don't like it when I see other men around you.” I'm very possessive towards her and each time I see them with her, I feel a pang of jealousy. I know that they mean no harm and that they are just friends, but I don't care. I'm that petty and I will not take it if I see her with men.

“And you are uglier and much outdated.” Her smirk vanished. And I found mine. “Because I didn’t seduce Dorian—he wants me. He’s the one clinging onto me. He’s the one who proposed marriage. Not me.” “You shameless whore!” She cried, raising the syringe, its needle aiming for my face. “If you hadn’t seduced the Alpha, he wouldn’t so much as blink an eye in your filthy direction! The Alpha already has me! And he sees only me!” Jealousy exploded inside me. I wanted to scream back: Dorian has me! Dorian sees only me, you fucking bitch!