Driving My Obsession Mga Nobela at Kwento

The need. But Alli wasn’t just another girl. She wasn’t a habit. She wasn’t a mistake. She was something that scared the hell out of him because it was real. Because it made him want to stop running. Stop drifting. Start choosing. And he’d chosen too damn late. He drove home slowly, headlights off on the back roads, letting the last of the sun guide him like he deserved to get lost in the dark. When he got to his driveway, he didn’t go inside.

sometimes i moaned her name when I use to fuck Amanda, I used to see her face in her when I was drown in alcohol. And since I have seen Sarah again I couldn't touch Amanda again, It feels like I am betraying myself. Where I am trying to run when everything is in my head, body and soul. I don't think I can look at any other woman like I used to do to Sarah and Amanda is nowhere near her. She looks so stunning today, I must say she isn't that nerd anymore. Her curves has came out more prominent and defined and I can't describe in words how much I was obsessed over that. She has hourglass figure and it always turns me on. She looks so innocent yet so sexy.

The three of them didnt have any parents or relatives but they have eachother. It was night and the road was clear.So she drived her car fast to reach home fast because Lussy was alone.She cared Lussy as her family member.She was driving her car in full speed , suddenly she saw a man lying in road covered with blood.She stopped the car and without thinking for a second , she hurridely came out from her car and went near the man to save him. She was a doctor . She new the value of one drop blood of a human being.She had seen many people crying for their loved ones in the hospital.She belives whether the person is terrorist ,enemy or criminal , a doctor only sees that person as a pa

He said rudely with an irritated frown glued on his face. *Oh my gosh! Why did I do this to myself? How could I have killed someone?" I said aloud, knowing fully well that the place we were standing on lacked the presence of people everyday or every time we came there for things like these. "It's either that or our lives get ruined." He hollered, spitting his saliva unto my skin. *So it's best if you just shut the hell up and don't say anything, okay? Don't put me… I mean us into trouble." He said vexatiously, driving his fingers into his hair with an exasperated sigh.

And what had I done? Dragged half-naked women into my study like some jealous fucking idiot trying to prove a point. My chest tightened violently. This wasn’t strategy anymore, it wasn’t control, and it wasn’t even about the bond now. This was obsession. Ugly, possessive, desperate obsession, and for the first time since all of this started, I couldn’t lie to myself about it anymore.

(Sebastian 's POV) The city was a blur as I drove, the rain slick streets reflecting neon like shards of broken glass. Vanessa had overstepped. Adrian had dared to flirt. And now, both had the audacity to think they could challenge me for her attention—or worse, her trust. I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. Every fiber of me burned with a singular obsession: Ocean. She wasn’t just the woman I wanted. She was the woman I needed. And anyone who came near her without my consent would pay—severely.

I could jump in front of her car while she was driving causing her car to crash but for that, I would have to wait for her to drive alone. I could sneak into her bedroom at night and kill her by suffocating her. My car swerved and almost hit a truck but I controlled it on time. The car went off course and hit a tree bringing it to a halt with a loud screech. I had never lost control of any vehicle in 500 years of my existence. How did I become so obsessed with killing that girl? Gosh!!!! What was I about to do? The accident cleared my head and the gravity of what I was going to do sank in. I had to go back immediately. I tried to restart the car but it didn’t budge. I could run back home bu

The ninth floor, where I spent the majority of my waking hours, felt like a different atmosphere entirely. Same air. Different pressure. I scanned my ID at the underground parking entrance and pulled into my usual spot far corner, away from the sleek, showroom worthy machines that surrounded it on all sides. My car wasn't fancy. It wasn't supposed to be. It was mine bought with sleepless nights, terrible bosses before this one, and Excel sheets that still occasionally haunted my dreams. I'd earned every scratch on it. I wasn't about to let some board member's careless door add another one.

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

I pushed him and turned around to leave, a smile laced my lips when I saw how red his cheek was from the slap. Is there anything more satisfying than a beautiful slap and the imprinting of your fingers on another human's face? I could hear everyone whispering. I walked into the parking lot and then my search for my car began, my gaze waved around in search of a black Infinity 350x but I saw nothing, I walked back and forth but still my car was not found. “Looking for something?!.” I knew the voice but when was he going to give up? I turned around and sighed in irritation at his face.