Death's Obsession Audiobook Novels & Stories

"God dammit Chaos Wake up! ---F*ck!' Death said again in the background. Peace felt like her whole body froze for a moment and her brain stopped working for a second, the other word Death uttered is so unclear but there is one thing heard that made her stop. It’s his Husbands name, she wants to ask Death again but she felt like any words couldn’t get out of her mouth. It’s like her tongue just suddenly disappeared and she could talk, all she felt right now is confusion, pain and the water streaming out of her eyes. "C-chaos? What do you mean Chaos? Hello?" She said and tried to talk to Death on the other line. "D-death? Hello? Please answer me." She pleaded on the phone as she started sobbin

My brain was spinning so hard I thought it would explode. He loved me. He was obsessed with me. He said it like I was supposed to feel something, like I was supposed to melt because he called it love, while he was killing what was inside me. How can anyone love and want death in the same breath. How can anyone call it obsession and laugh while blood pours from me. “No,” I sobbed.

“Hm. So what are you doing here?” What was he supposed to say? “Are you dream walking?” She sounded intrigued. The nearly dead had a way of knowing things the living couldn’t even begin to understand. “In a manner of speaking. It’s more like … dream observing.” “Well,” she said, turning away to look at the group of mourners standing around her grave, “not much to observe here, is there?” He smiled. “You’re here.” “I’m boring.” “No, you’re not.” “I’m dying. Dying people are boring – we don’t have much to say.”

"nique-" A warm sensation embraced my body. A heard a voice in the distance. Ahh... So this is death huh....... I thought it would be worse... But this is actually quite nice... "minique, wake up!" The voice was getting closer, I also heard steps approaching. Death... Is that you? Are you coming for my soul?... Well, I guess it was nice while it lasted... Time to be part of the eternal nothingness of space... Man... Who would think that death would sound like a little girl... The universe sure is weird...

Emily refused. Death stood up. "I'm just going to leave you here for a while." He started walking. "Wait!" Emily yelled. Death stopped on his track. He then turned to look at Emily. "Don't leave me alone here." Emily can't look Death in the eye. Death walked back towards her. He then offered his hand to her. Emily held it tight. Both of them walked around the soul waiting area while holding each other's hands. Death's hand feels rough and cold but Emily finds it satisfying. For Death, Emily's hands feel smooth and warm. the sensation makes him feel a strange satisfaction. Emily looked around but she didn't pay attention to the things she is seeing. They just kept on walking. They bumped int

He stood over me, head tilted slightly, dark eyes burning with something intense I didn’t want to name. “You hesitated,” he murmured, voice low and lethal. I swallowed hard, the motion making me hyper-aware of my pulse hammering in my throat. He was still too close, watching me like he was waiting for me to make another mistake. “You do that in the real world,” he breathed, leaning down so his breath ghosted across my cheek, “and you die.” His lips twitched into the faintest, cruelest smirk. “Or,” he added, voice a dark promise, “something worse happens.”

It was a chilling and dreadful moment. He committed suicide! Silence screamed all over everyone. Cops ran to the downstairs to pick up the dead body. And there was Avyana. Silence echoes inside her soul. " Death is the last bound of obsession " Author note: Here is the ending of sinful obsession. You guys going to curse me now lol.

as the words flowed out of my mouth, I suddenly remembered Ayita, these were the exact same words she uttered that same day. “This is my confession” I paused for a while and closed my eyes, “I ordered the death of someone and I am obsessed with a woman. I didn’t choose to be obsessed with her but it happened and here we are. I ordered the death of a man because he was liking the woman I liked” The priest kept listening to me and from the little holes separating us, he didn’t have any judgmental look on his face. I already liked him. “Do you wish to desist from such things?” He asked me and I paused, I wasn’t ready to let go of her nor was I ready to let any man near her.

"But before that, you're going to die first. Go beg him for forgiveness when you see him over on the other side." Henry's eyes opened wide with terror. "No! Jessica! Don't! Ah...!" In this world that was named "Twisted Love", the female lead, Jessica, finally showed just how obsessive she could truly be. Only this time, I was no longer the object of her obsession. The culprit who had caused my death became her obsession instead. She did not let Henry die quickly, and his screams from the basement did not stop for three full days until later on the third night.

JAY: “Jay!” Denny’s voice filled the room just seconds after the door burst open. Glass shattered as it was flung through the window, the shards scattering outward like stars. He rushed to me, held me up, but nothing could stop the curse. I died. My obsession killed me. Rage and revenge drained my life until nemesis caught me at last. But just before the final dot of light vanished, his voice slipped into the darkness, a spark tearing through the void.