Deadly Obsession Novels & Stories

Let her feel the violence thudding beneath my skin. “You can never be free, Reina,” I growled. “Not out there. Not in here. You walk out that door again and come back late, I’ll make you pay. You breathe for someone else, I’ll end them. Do you understand?” She shook her head, her voice barely there. “You’re insane.” “I’m obsessed,” I corrected. “There’s a difference. Obsession has purpose. Madness is just noise.” My mouth brushed against her cheekbone, slow, deliberate. “And I only hear you.”

"I have spent my life making sure you are my only obsession.A reflection will not replace me. Look at me, Ivy—see me. Even here, in the middle of this nightmare, I want you to remember who owns the heart that’s beating so frantically in your chest." The humming intensified, a ghostly, feminine melody that seemed to leak from the very wallpaper. Dante’s obsession flared into a fever. He needed to overwrite the lullaby with the sound of his own name. He needed to prove, right here in the center of their enemies' design, that his possessiveness was a force of nature that no "Red String" could restrain. He pushed Ivy back against the heavy, lace-covered bed—the bed that was a replica of her girl

Because that would mean admitting the truth. That I was obsessed with her. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

Instead, it had turned waiting into its own quiet affliction, and I had never been a man who counted time this way, not for a person, not for anticipation that lived too close to hope. And yet by Thursday, I could have told you exactly how many candles had burned down in the side chapel since she left, the numbers of masses I had stood through without seeing her in the third pew on the right. How many times my gaze had moved to the church doors before I'd caught myself. I had become observant in all the wrong directions, and I knew, better than most, that observation left unchecked was only ever the first step toward something worse. (Obsession)That was the word I refused to use — even in si

She just kept silent. “I know him very well.” Dae Hyun continued speaking. “He’s dangerous if he’s obsessed with something.” “Is he? How dangerous?” asked Qeiza. She seemed not to believe in what Dae Hyun told her. Dae Hyun took a deep breath. “You’ve experienced it. Why do you still have to ask me?” He looked at Qeiza deeply. “Do you think I’m trying to scare you?” That was for the first time for Qeiza to see him so serious. She felt bad for giving an impression that she doubted his good intention.

I've only been here a little over two weeks and I feel like I'm losing my mind. I actually lost my mind a long time ago, but now, I was just falling deeper and deeper into insanity and I think it has to do with the fact that I was becoming obsessed with Kitty. I had created this entire thing in my head that I knew wasn't normal but I couldn't stop it. "Because of Kitty," I repeated to Mason once again and he shook his head as he chuckled and moved away, his hands covered in my blood. "Kitty will be the death of you, Prisoner VII," Mason said as he washed his hands in the basin, "you really going through all of this for her? Who's running the drug industry if you're here in this place?"

Her obsession, her wrong companion ruined her completely. A regret or gut instinct crept into his mind as he watched her with sad eyes, but he knew she deserve, she deserve this punishment, her obsession , arrogance, ego killed a person, ruined an innocent lovely angle, Emily. Her obsession even killed her own mother, because of her cruel mind game there were not only one but also three lives were ruined.

In the darkness, she promised herself that she was going to make him regret ever taking her. Serena had spent hours in the dark, her wrists were aching and her mind was racing. She replayed everything she knew about Lucian Moretti. She had heard he was Ruthless and Calculating but most of all, Dangerous. He wasn’t just another enemy in her father’s long list of rivals, he was the kind of man who didn’t play fair.

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"I never liked Lucia. And I was in a way relieved that he was going to learn to live without her or her dictations. Not until he came up with you ... Again. " His eyes were now sharp blades that dug into my face, I could almost feel his hate piercing me. " It makes me realize how intense his obsession had become with this woman. Believe me, I'm even impressed by his determination. That he went out to get you. ... Be the best you can be for him. He needs it. " He slowly released me and I fall into the hands of another man. " Miss Lucia! " His voice was a disappointment compared to his big build.