روايات وقصص ضمن Books With Extremely Possessive Obsessed And Jealous Heroes

“You think every man who looks at me has touched me? You’re insane!” Ronan’s eyes flashed. For a split second, it wasn’t just jealousy ... it was possession, primal and ugly. His wolf was clawing inside him, demanding answers. Behind him, Liora’s face twisted in disgusted jealousy. Her wolf whispered coldly in her head, He’s not supposed to look at her like that. You’re supposed to be the one he loses control for. Liora’s hand twitched at her side, her claws half out. Her bandaged wrist pulsed with pain ... a reminder of Scarlet’s earlier defiance. She wanted blood. She wanted to see Scarlet broken, crying, ruined.

--- Because she’s not just stronger. Not just faster. Not just controlled. --- She’s becoming something else. Something unpredictable. Something they can’t fully contain. --- And next time— she won’t hesitate. Or maybe— she will. --- And that uncertainty— That single flaw— Is exactly what will destroy them all.

These stories do not need to be read in any particular order; they all revolve around the same event and have some connections, but are stand alone pieces. *** Look, I just have to get it out of the way so the rest of this bullshit makes sense: I had a huge fucking crush on my boss. Huge. Epic. A gigantic, disgusting, ridiculous, disgusting, borderline obsessive, did-I-say-disgusting-already, unbelievable crush.

He took the ball out of the container he played first while waiting for it. A fancy car came and spat on the girl with corn-colored hair and shiny white skin. Next came a tall woman named Ninang Catherine the most beautiful woman on the face of the earth. He just smiles him.. if I were big maybe I would flirt with him dearly and he is even more handsome than her husband, Ninong Third, who he hates. He is jealous. Weird.. but that's how he feels. Others think he is just a child, but the truth is that his thinking has matured. "Hi, Baby.. why are you alone outside? " She smiled at him and squeezed his cheek, which made him blush.

He stilled, nostrils flaring. It hit him like a slap. Kalmin and Nuri. Their scent clung thick to the bedding, tangled with heat, lust, and something possessive that made Rian's stomach twist. The reminder of what he didn't have. What he might never have. He let out a low, frustrated snarl and shoved himself to the far side of the bed, ears flattening as he tried to shake off the scent, the jealousy, the raw ache gnawing at his chest. ‘He couldn’t even wash the damn pelts…’ His tail lashed behind him, fur bristling with irritation as he curled tight, muzzle resting against his paws.

“I can smell how wet you are.” Her smile doesn’t waver, but her nails dig into my arm through my tux sleeve. “Keep talking and I’ll ‘accidentally’ knee you in front of every photographer in New York.” I chuckle darkly and kiss her cheek for the cameras. “Try it. I’ll fuck you in the coatroom and make you walk back out with my cum running down your legs.” The possessiveness roaring through my veins is new. Violent. I’ve had women. Plenty of them. None ever made me feel like this, like I’d burn the world down if another man so much as breathed near her.

"He’s the strongest of them all. And the most handsome.” “I’d still let him do whatever he likes with me—” I clench my teeth as Jealousy flares sharp and ugly in my chest, catching me off guard. Not desire—never that. Something darker. Something possessive. The idea of them whispering about him, imagining him, claiming him in fantasies— It makes my skin itch. I hate myself for it. I don’t know this man. I don’t care about this man. I don’t fall for names whispered in gossip circles like some foolish girl with stars in her eyes.

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.

He couldn’t do anything worse than he had already done Lilian was done being nice and helpful. She was going to put herself first from now on starting with opening her bakery. She didn’t care the impression it would give. She would already imagine the news headlines “ Wife of Billionaire Xavier Knight now Bakery owner “ They wouldn’t really care to include her name only his and she honestly didn’t care . She was going to make the best out this horrible situation . She had lost all appetite to eat and left the food on the table and retired to her room. The stress , worries and events of the day put her straight to sleep.

A feeling I have rarely experienced before. Possessiveness. A sense of fierce possessiveness gripped my chest as my eyes feasted on her moonlit figure. She had all the feminine features that could bring any man to his knees or to her feet. Along with the strange urge to protect her, I also felt helpless. I desperately wanted to save her, but what could I do to get her out of here? The answer was simple. Nothing. If I help her now then I would be risking both of our lives and I didn’t want that. I didn’t want her to get caught in the middle of a crossfire because I found her attractive. Hell, I find her more than attractive. She is…..indescribable.