Crazy Obsession Novels & Stories

Her eyebrows arch as she moans softly in her sleep. “Hmm.” I smile, her soft sound reminding me what we were doing before we heard the gunshots. “That was a waste.” I murmur. I almost got a taste of one of the fantasies I have been silently wanting for years. Mel soft lips wrapped around my dick. I shudder at the thought. “Who knows? Maybe, I would have satisfied this… this obsession, and gotten you out of here, far from this crazy world I brought you into.” Staring at her face, I climb in the space next to her and lie down, wondering if I would actually be able to let her go in the end.

he says bitterly. “Why not wish for me to fuck off then? Problem solved,” I shrug. “I don’t want you to fuck off, I want to get to know you! Fucking hell, I have a crazy woman who is obsessed me with that I can’t fucking get rid of, but my own soulmate doesn’t want a fucking bar of me,” he says, throwing his arms up in frustration. What crazy woman is obsessed with him? Never mind, none of my business.

This is just too crazy… --To be continued…

DIFFERENT SHADES OF HIM| Full summary. Awdhesh. Radhika. Uzair. Three different lives entangled amid friendship, danger and chaos. Would your obsession with someone make you cross all the moral limits to just have your urges satisfied by getting them in your clutches like a caged bird in control of your palms? Can a person become someone's obsession to the point of losing sanity?

I thought fucking her once was going to rid me of my irrational obsession with her but I was so wrong, so so wrong, I wanted her more than ever. I wanted her every night and I wanted to fuck her in all holes. God! I was so fucking obsessed with her. I've always prided myself on being a very rational person but when it comes to Lisa, all my rationale would fly out of the window and I'd be left with only one insatiable need. To bury myself deep inside her. To make her scream and beg. To have her shatter beneath me. Fuck! I was so fucking hard again for the fucking 10th time today and it was barely evening.

“But seeing what that woman did to my fiancé broke something in me. She knew he was engaged. She didn’t care. She chased him anyway.” My hand started to shake. “Some people don’t understand boundaries,” Cassandra continued. “They mistake obsession for love. And when that happens, everyone around them gets destroyed.” Maya came back in time to see my expression. “What is it?” “She did another interview,” I said, my voice flat. “She’s calling me obsessed. Like I hunted him.” Maya’s jaw clenched. “That snake.” “It’s working,” I whispered. “People are believing her. Look at this.”

I need her. I need Lola back to tell me what to do, to chase those demons that are festering and growing inside of my head. I want to hear her voice to drown this madness. I need her or I’m going to lose my mind literary. “Who am I trying to talk to? You are a dead person. You might be standing here in front of me, bleeding, breathing and your heart beating quickly but still dead inside. You know nothing about love or emotions. You don’t feel sad, angry, frustration, or even fear.”

* he said without looking up, dismissive as ever. *"It's important,"* I insisted. *"Mr. Cole needs her. She'll be occupied for the day."* He finally looked at me then, unimpressed. *"Oh yeah? Mr. Cole has no business with Diana. You can chat during lunch break. Right now, she's helping me. Please leave."* I glanced at Diana. She gave me a tight smile that didn't reach her eyes. We both hated her boss. He was cranky, perpetually irritated, like a man who argued with someone every morning and came to the office to distribute the leftover bad mood.

And he was gone. “What does he mean by 'my mom's'? Is he insane? What the fuck does he know about her? I... I—” “Jordan!! Calm down!” Sara yelled, holding my face between her palms. Alexander's words echoed in my head. “Everyone has skulls... wolf in sheep's clothing.” He was just toying with my emotions, my feelings. Not Sara. James behaved awkwardly, but that's what makes James James, right?? And Kevin? Tears fell from my eyes. The headaches were back, and they were hitting me real hard. The room was spinning, and I could see figures moving around me. Sara yelling.

There was simply nothing normal about him, so of course breaking into a woman's house wasn't considered a crime in his dictionary. "Then what is?" "Obsession." The answer came so easily it stole the next breath from my lungs. His head tilted slightly. "I'm obsessed with everything about you, Little Cub." His gaze lingered on mine. "Every breath. Every sound. Every sweet little treat you put between those pretty lips." My stomach tightened. "You're insane." "Already covered that." I hated how I almost smiled. I chewed the inside of my jaw, forcing myself to focus on something other than him