Books With Obsessive Love Novels & Stories

She just knows that he is the man who kidnapped her and forcefully asked her to marry him. She was thinking was he just repaying his kindness to her or was he really in love with her. Can someone be in love in just a few days? She was never in a romantic relationship so she didn't know anything about love couples anything. But one thing was sure she only felt haterd towards him. Alexander didn't know what she was thinking. He wants to give some time to her so she can open herself to him. He kissed her forehead and left her alone in the room.

Markson, instead of it being the other way around. "Love has a way of making people act foolishly. I can't believe I'm stooping so low because of love," Daniel reflected, releasing a heavy sigh as he got into his car.

Verin told her, firmly. "But loving one of your Queen isn't a crime" replied Kally, almost arguing. The atmosphere turned gravely cold. There is a chilling cold aura. It was Verin's doing. "It is not a crime but total foolishness. Love is a game that fools play. I am a king, and kings don't have time to love, if I am too fond of Nayla, I can acquire her and make her my favorite Queen, that's all" Verin got up and turned around to leave.

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Anytime something or someone good walks into her life, I develop a weird urge to snatch away her happiness and I've always done that to her. The only person I haven't been able to snatch from her is Martin and believe me, I tried for the longest time to get him away from her but as you can see, I failed terribly. Martin loves Gabriella in his weird, crazy way and at some point, I started to even doubt his supposed sexuality. The way he looks at her, the way he protects her, the rate at which he goes all out for her, all of that can't be simply because he cares for her as a friend.

Sometimes I tell myself that love is like flowers, it's stunning at the beginning, and over time, this beauty gives way to decadence. Love can sometimes be misleading, and we no longer recognize it. It's like it never existed. I don't know if Paul noticed that his hands were no longer producing the same effect on me, that my body was no longer electrifying at the slightest second. Sometimes, I tell myself that we should take the time to sit down around a table together, even if it means putting a vase overflowing with fresh roses just like things were at the start of our flame, to encourage us, to tell us that everything can go back but do I want to?

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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—"

Lena asked, though her tone suggested she was already working through the possibilities. "Because he's obsessed," I replied, thinking about the photos, the note, the pattern of behavior we'd been observing for weeks. "He doesn't want to run from me anymore, he wants to confront me. He wants to possess me, reclaim me, make me choose him over whatever life I've been building." "That's insane," Lena said flatly. "Yes," I agreed. "But it's also predictable. Obsession makes people irrational, makes them take risks they normally wouldn't.

"I don't know. Maybe." "Christian, let me ask you something." "What?" "If Jane fell in love with someone else tomorrow, what would you do?" I thought about it. "I'd be heartbroken. But I'd want her to be happy." "And if she needed help, even if she was with someone else, would you help her?" "Of course." "Then you're not obsessive. You're in love." "What's the difference?" "Obsessive people want to own someone. People in love want to protect someone."