Driving My Obsession Novels & Stories

I walked to the casket of both my mother and Caramel, letting out all the words that I needed to let out. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." Someone said, patting my back from behind. I didn't bother to further know who the person was when I looked at the person but only nodded and moved away, returning to my seat. Justin, how could you?! I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe that Justin could murder my loved ones just so he could have me. What sort of stupid obsession was this? Why couldn't he just let me be and let's go our separate ways?

~SETH POV~ Scarlett drives me insane. Her scent alone makes me weak to the knees; I can’t help it. Each time I sense she is around, I can’t help myself by wanting to be next to her. How do I describe when it all started—my obsession for her? I don’t even know myself; no matter how I try to trace it back, I am met with a dead end and an agreement that she snuck her way in.

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

He moaned out holding on to my head like he was in control of the movement of my mouth going in and out of his d**k. I closed my eyes letting more thoughts of Ryan fill my head, taking my mind off the fact that I was refusing to accept that I was slowly getting obsessed With Ryan I mean. And that no matter what I did, whether or not it concerned him, my mind always had a way of letting in memories of him in my head. I'm getting too obsessed… I muttered to myself. This is bad!!…

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.

I came quietly, shaking on top of him while he filled me with more cum. We explored many beautiful places with the private jet. Every time we were alone — in the car, in hotel rooms, even in the van with Michael driving — I rode Damien’s cock. Michael was driving the van to our next stop when I climbed on Damien again. I rode him hard in the back seat while Michael drove. I tried to be quiet, but soft moans still escaped my lips. Damien gripped my ass and thrust up hard. I came all over his thick cock, my juices making everything slippery. Damien had turned me into a sex addict, and I loved it so much. I was no longer ashamed. I wanted his cock all the time. My pussy was always hungry for hi

" Audrey didn't bother answering or defending herself. She gave a sharp hiss and walked back to her car. She got into the car, closed the door and drove away without looking back. "Mummy, who was that lady?" Lèa asked. "She was talking too much." Liam added. Audrey remained focused on the road. "Nobody," she said calmly. She's not what you should trouble your little head about. ------ Helen remained fixated at the spot long after the car drove off. She had just come to help her friend pick up her daughter and now... she's seeing who she didn't plan to see. "She's bold," Helen muttered. "Very bold."