Crazy Obsession Novels & Stories

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.

This was the point of no return. “He has a thing for... well, for breasts and the outside of a woman’s vagina. The labia,” I whispered the last word. “He gets completely fixated. The more you flaunt what you have, the more he’ll be disarmed. He won't be able to think straight. If you can make him forget I even exist, even for a second, I’ll have my answer.” Kim stared at me for a moment, and I braced for her to tell me I was crazy. Instead, she let out a slow, appreciative whistle.

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

she fumed silently. *** Hailey walked around the street with a gloomy look on her face. "F**k! I shouldn't have left" she mumbled. "No, I did the right thing. How could she think of cheating me? Arghhhh! How do I start again? I can't just be jobless" she screams out in frustration. A lady walked past her, she shook her head when she saw Hailey talking alone. She thought she was crazy. "Hey, I'm not crazy, okay? I'm perfectly fine" Hailey shouted after her.

He was deeply obsessed with me and wanted to get rid of Isaac, I couldn't allow it. I heard the door open and I knew it was him because he imitated the sound of a little bird towards me, it was not necessary because he had already noticed his presence. I had nowhere to run and no way to run away, I was very stupid to go straight to her cave. I was one step away from going crazy but I tried to pretend serenity, I began to probe what was within my reach and I saw a scissors on the desk next to me. I turned around and faced him, Ezra was leaning against the doorframe and looking at me with an amused expression.

“Oh yeah! What are you gonna say again huh?” “What are you saying Heather, I can’t do something of that such” “Those bags only contain cereals, chips and crisps?” “Why would you bring me cereals, chips and crisps? I can buy those on my own” “Listen Miss Heather, there must be a misunderstanding somewhere” “You might just be mistaken about the scenario. You just have to be calm and we will definitely track the stalker” “Are you trying to confuse my focus Sophia?” Heather grumbled slowly.

He holds my gaze till the sensations are too much and he closes his eyes briefly, opening them again as if not wanting to miss a single minute. "Oh, babe you have gotten great in it." Slowly I swirl my tongue along the head, flicking at the tip, making him jump. Sliding my lips over the head, I suck gently as I lower my mouth on him, taking him inch by inch till I have it all in my mouth. "Oh, you are driving me crazy."

Boredom gnawed at him like a persistent itch, urging him to break free from the dullness of the quiet guest house. He craved excitement, adventure—anything to rid himself of the heavy lethargy weighing him down. So, what better plan than to head out to the clubs? Without a second thought, Bryan dashed to his room, his heart pounding with anticipation. He rummaged through his wardrobe, tossing aside shirts and pants until he found the perfect outfit: a sleek black shirt and jeans that hugged his frame just right. Minutes later, Bryan stood before the mirror, adjusting his collar and running a hand through his tousled hair. Satisfied with his appearance, he grabbed his wallet and left the room

"Thank you, Kristine, and for the record, I thought you would be much madder than this" "I am a very obsessive person Raphael and I tend to get very fixated on people I want which was why I came running every time I thought I had a chance with you... But I can't stand it when I get defeated by the same person twice in a row especially when said person is not even putting in an effort... You are the one chasing after her and that just makes me mad, so I am going to count my losses and get paid instead, don't you dare delay sending that money Raphael, or you'll see just how crazy obsessive I can get"