Cruel Obsession Novels & Stories

Her breathing started to stop. Then he released her. "You'll be confined to your room from now on," he said. "Ok" Her lips were trembling. He leaned on her neck, took a deep breath and began to take off her scent. Her scent was driving him crazy. He became intoxicated. It was the scent of his blood that was pressing his mouth. He put his hand over his mouth and barely backed away. "Go from here…Go" he roared helplessly. "I don't want to hurt you please go" He was helpless and backed away. He was restraining himself with his hands on his mouth. This desire had never been so strong before today. This girl was very special.

He promised as he gently grabbed Jessica’s hands again while staring into his eyes. “I don’t believe you. Not until you actually keep it. You’ve been failing me for too long.” Jessica complained. “I will make you believe me. That part is up to me now.” He whispered into her ear, making her blush shyly. “I asked about Valeria. I heard you chose to send her to a mental institute instead of prison. Thank you.” Cruz said. It turned out that Valeria was declared mentally unstable during the cause of her trial. She was suffering from OLB– Obsessive Love Disorder– which had made her obsessed with Cruz since she first saw her.

I wasn’t sure yet, but I wasn’t about to let my guard down. The thought of ‘Cain The Devil’ made my blood boil, memories of the things I’d survived flooding my mind. That name wasn't just a title—it was a legacy of suffering. The stories were true. Cain had been a ruthless monster, even by our kind’s standards. His methods of torture were beyond anything anyone could imagine—he was a sick, twisted man who enjoyed nothing more than seeing others suffer. He had impaled us—our kind—on sharpened stakes, hung us from the rafters like worthless pieces of meat, and let us squirm, watching in delight as we gasped for breath, feeling the life slowly slip away.

because Humans are worse than them. Humans who are ruling our world are worse than these creatures of God. Animals are much, far better than Humans because these humans broke me, snatched my everything, and threw me behind bars. I was a fighter. I was a survivor. But in this cruel world, these humans made me rotten. Now, I'm Cruel. I'm cold-hearted. I'm a Killer because I killed Myself. I killed my baby. I killed my own happiness. I ruined my own heart.

Chapter one Aphrodite I watched the clock, willing the minutes to tick by. I just wanted to get out of this office, go home, and collapse onto my bed. The day's work had left me feeling drained, and I was just counting the minutes until I could leave. As I waited, I glanced around my office, not really paying attention to anything in particular. My gaze landed on a painting that had been placed there by the company. It depicted an eagle, gazing sorrowfully at a fish in the water. The fish looked sadly back at the eagle.

THE KING'S DARK OBSESSION What is it like when a bored yet malicious soul finds something new to feed on? Catastrophic. A powerful one could have the vision of conquering something. It could either be a kingdom to rule on. A thing to add to their possessions. Or a person to prey on. A single blow against them either had them rattling down on the floor or prowling for their enemies with intensity and madness that was never seen in them before. Is it the pride that was hurt?

Ezrene swallowed down her saliva, trying to think about her answer and then with a sigh, she finally opened her mouth. “Obsession is that emotion of a human which ruins and harms every other feeling of a person when it collides with it whether with love or hate. Obsession destroyed everything because in obsession, the obsessor refuses to see the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immoral, sane, insanity so if it entangles with love, it destroys the sacrificing selfless beauty of love because an obsession can never be considered as love no matter what,” Ezrene gave her answer which made the professor gave her an impressed smile.

I could hear him trailing behind me, and I just wanted to get inside my room quickly and lock my door. But I didn't make it to my door when he yanked me by my wrist again, making me crash on his hard chest. “You fucking disobeyed me Elena, and also talked back at me countless times. You know what that comes with.” “Let me go you fucking psychopath.” I struggled to get out of his hold but I couldn't. “Stop struggling, stop trying to push me away.” “Fucking let go of me. You're a fucking sadist; you get joy upon seeing people in pain, you sick fuck.”

I had one purpose, and one goal in my mind right now. A thought that took over me and consumed my being. This woman beneath me must die, right now and in front of everyone. Giovanni was right. I’m a monster, a beast who enjoys hurting people. I relish in the smell of blood and its color drenching me. I love watching the light fade from my victims’ eyes and it makes me shudder with joy. I’m a monster, the same as the man I love.

If his cousins could see him now, they’d probably be laughing at him for being so weak. Colton didn’t know why he was feeling what he was feeling. It was like he was on drugs and he felt the withdrawal of not being with her. Being with her made him feel alive like nothing else ever could. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her. One could even say that he was obsessed.