Difference Between Love And Obsession Novels & Stories

His expression twisted with rage when he looked at me. “Why do you always look at me like that?” he said. His voice was breaking. “Why do you always have fear in your eyes? I love you. I’ve loved you for centuries. Why can’t you just love me back?” “Because this isn’t love,” I said. Tears were running down my face. “This is obsession.” “It’s the same thing!” “No. It’s not.” Purple light was pouring from my eyes now. The power wanted out. Wanted to destroy everything threatening me.

"That’s not love. That's an obsession. Love is for more than you imagined or what you can put in your hand. Love is not just about liking a person's personality, it is a lot more. I doubt if you barely know fifty percent of the person you love, you, rich people think love is just a mere feeling, when you love a person you can't just spot why, and when you fall in love with her, this love thing is just in your head and not from your heart, you will know when you love. What you’re describing is just you being selfish." Her words hit hard. Was I really obsessed with Scarlet? Had I confused obsession for love? I left the bar, her words echoing in my mind. Back in the car, I sent Scarlet a long v

"Yes sir, I guess so." "Then you most know the difference between love and obsession, would you call this love? Abducting a girl you have always wanted just because you want her. Your heart also pierced into two when she's with another man, you can take all day staring at her. I guess it's why am here instead of my office." He asked with a long face. A very long face that shares story of his lamentations. "Abducting her is one thing, but the other you have mentioned is love sir. I guess you love her too much and would love to keep her close forever.... it's why you abducted her, because you love her." The man said in little of his knowledge.

“You’re winning if it’s a competition. You have two and she has none.” “It isn’t a pissing contest.” I can’t help but stare in her direction. Jealousy pulls at me when I see how some of the guys with Connor are giving Care little glances. With long blonde hair that has red streaks scattered throughout, she’s a curvy thing but feisty as a colt. I take in the creamy pale skin, intelligent mossy green eyes that don’t miss a thing, and that perfect pink bow of a mouth. Yeah, she got under my skin so fucking bad I thought I was going to lose my mind—sleeping with her didn't help like I thought it would. My body and mind were so turned upside down that I told her it was for a bet. But honestly tha

Killian's voice invades my mind. "Lucy, baby, come back to bed. Stop obsessing. I can feel your anxiety through the bond, and it's not healthy for you." Slowly I stand up, stretching. I fold my lap blanket and place it on my chair. I climb back into bed and try to fall asleep. Instead, I just watch the clock as the hours and minutes tick by. I watch Killian sleep the rise and fall of his chest. He really was the most beautiful man I'd ever laid eyes on. The mate bond was not what I expected. I had only read books on it. I never got to witness it for myself. I never truly felt loved except Axel, but that was more of how I felt for Lanie, protective like it was my duty to keep her safe. I feel

"You shouldn't say things like that Heaven, you sound obsessed with me." "What if I am obsessed with you? I couldn't bare it to lose you." I add, trying to ignore the pain of what it would feel like to actually lose him. "Heaven." I hear him sigh. "That's exactly what I'm talking about. Love and obsession aren't the same thing." "They can be." "Oh Heaven, what am I going to do with you?" "You can love me the same way I love you." "Yeah, and what kind of love is that?" He asks.

Now he had to rely on something else to keep the one he loved beside him. Even by force. Even if that meant binding them with a magical contract. Even if that meant placing chains around their neck. Even if that meant locking every door and every window. So tell me, dear reader... If you were the one who had been wronged, would you forgive the one who hurt you... Even if they loved you? Even if they were willing to literally die if you asked them to? Would you accept becoming the victim of their obsession... Their possessiveness... Their twisted love?

I enunciated. "Darling, I'm sorry to say this but you are naive, pure, and a bit stupid if I must add," He said and I scoffed. "What? Why?" I asked. "Love and obsession aren't so different, love can be beautiful but also very ugly. Love heals but it also destroys, love isn't easy and of course it doesn't have to be hard, but it is, not every day is the same there is always one problem or another people change with time, and love fades. People fall out of love too and it's not as easy as it seems, there are times when it becomes overwhelming and sometimes you just have to hold on even if it hurts. But when you are in love and also obsessed there is no way you'll let go" He articulated with a

I felt so happy. "She is so tiny!" Raymond exclaimed as I giggled. I couldn't ask for more. A happy family. Everything. In the end, I realized, 'There's no couple like us. We are different from everyone. Because our relationship is based on obsession not on love. We are each other's obsession. I was an idiot for not to realize that little thing that our obsession is our love for each other. Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION.'