Fierce Obsession Novels & Stories

"You mean, sir?" "Yes, obsession. Didn't we talk about that before? You also know that I was obsessed with imprisoning Amanda, and it has been realized." "So, you're asking about my opinion, sir?" Oriaga nodded. He sat on the sofa as Zayn stood in front of him. They were in the CEO's room. "Obsession is quite scary, sir. Because one can go against anything to realize one's obsession, it's different from a wish, but a strong desire at a pretty bad level."

Jennifer, who was only a year younger than Vicky, had experienced no less than Vicky over the years. Seeing Vicky's interest in the topic, Jennifer spoke up, "Anthony's mother told me that most obsessions aren't from true emotions, but rather a person's deeply ingrained principles. Some people have a strong obsession with certain things, which may be due to experiencing something profound that contradicts their beliefs."

Although, there was not much needed because those who were here will kill themselves for him. ''My Deer, you will never find a charming and seductive person like me, not in heaven, not even in hell. Today, I will make sure you are as obsessed with me as I am with you. I will not burn in this desire alone, Elsa, you must burn with me." a wide grin formed on his life after thinking about their future.

Or because of the hatred in her eyes? "Now she won't forget her place. She will realize that she is nothing more than a mere distraction to me" he assured himself but then again his mind went to that wallflower. She felt beautiful and right under him. Earlier it was just a lust but now after getting her this close, that feeling turned into something stronger. Kind of obsession. He wants her under him. He wants to kiss her one more time. What kind of spell did she put on him that made him go crazy over her?. Even he couldn't stop himself, that much crazy he was for her. He was obsessed with her and any obsession is dangerous. • • • • • •

"Can't you hear how insane that sounds? You went there to stake a claim on me like I'm property! Like I'm something to be owned!" "Because if they do come near you," he continues like I haven't spoken, "I'll make sure I pluck out their eyes if I need to. I'll make sure they understand what happens when someone tries to take what's mine." "This isn't desire!" I'm hitting the dashboard now with my fists. Not hard enough to hurt myself, just needing to do something with all this rage. "This isn't a mate bond! This is obsession! You're turning mad, Dante! You're losing your mind and you're dragging me down with you! Leave me alone! I don't want you!"

He growled at my face, the beast quite visible in his eyes, his breath heavy and harsh, fanning my face. "Your Auction has made every man in the Mafia world fascinated by you. If not me, then someone else would catch you, and I could never let this happen when I am alive," he seethed, his hot breath fanning my face, his words shivering me to the core: "No one is allowed to see, touch, or feel you other than me! Got it?" His hold on my jaw tightened as he was waiting for me to answer him. I could see myself in his eyes. I was terrified by his level of obsession with me. It felt so creepy and made my skin crawl.

“Do you feel that? Like someone is out there.” He followed my gaze but the cliffs looked empty. “I do not see anything. But I feel it too. The messages have stopped for now but something is still out there. Someone is still watching.” I leaned back into him, holding his hand tightly. “We will face it when it comes. Together. No matter who it is. No matter what new shadow appears. We have survived too much to let fear win now.” John kissed me softly. “Together. Always.” As we sat there under the stars with the ocean singing its eternal song, I realized the truth. Our love had survived hell. It had given us a beautiful daughter and brought our family back together. But the obsession it created

"Your hatred is the fuel for my obsession. The more you despise me, the more I crave to break you—until you have nothing left but my name on your lips when you finally reach your breaking point." He didn't want my soul; he wanted my absolute submission. My mind rebelled, screaming at me to push him away, to find a weapon, to run—but my body was betraying me. The proximity of him was like a narcotic, a lethal, addictive pull that made my knees feel like water. I hated how much I wanted him to stop, yet simultaneously, I craved this ruin. I craved the intensity because, in a world where I had been discarded and killed, his obsession—however toxic—was the only thing that felt real.

he put his rough finger on her pouty lips “Shhhh. Just be here, let me take my peace. Your heartbeat is my peace. Till it's beating,I am alive Dini the moment they aimed at you I was dead hundred times. Whatever and whenever you humiliate or curse me I feel peace because like me you didn’t cross or test my limits. I bloody ruined you yet I was madly in love..in obsession with you. You Dini is my obsession…CAPO’s Obsession!LETHAL one I might add." Nandini shivered but masked her trembling heart with his claim. She raised herself from his chest and saw in his deep charcoal ocean “I am not a thing Falcone. Once you said that a whore like me is not capable of holding the power and weight of the

logans family. “Coming soon”. Ruth replied and slammed the door shut,it was time for lunch and she couldn't disrespect her father,she inhaled deeply before changing to something more presentable,She made her way down the stairs,each step filled with exhaustation and sadness. Everyone's gaze was fixed on her the moment she came into view, Rita's gaze was filled with hatred and venom,she literally wished she could strangle her to death!,but she ignored them all and pulled out a chair and sat opposite Rita.