Hate Obsession Novels & Stories

She gave him a hard gaze, "In your dreams, Aleksandr. You asked me this before too and I also told you, you are my obsession. And I hate it the way it's making me look in front of my family. Everyone thinks I am in love with you!" He chuckled with amusing features. "And that's troubling you. Because now your family thinks you are in love with me." "Stop laughing." She gritted out. Aleksandr neared her face and nodded. "Do you know what obsession means, Tigritsa?" He asked her, his eyes gleamed as He spoke. "Obsession is when you have many beautiful ladies at your beck and call. Yet you are not interested in them. You only want the woman who refuses to let you come near her. Obsession is when

Only the Syndicate Academy would be fucked up enough to unearth them. I sit back and tune out the humdrum of the lesson, since I hardly need to learn anymore than my family taught me about torture. The cartel is renowned for creativity with our victims. My mind wanders to thoughts of my pretty little pet, and I hate myself for it. It makes my stomach churn as the girl I’ve hated more than anyone else has morphed into an obsession I can’t scrub from my mind. An obsession can be a dangerous thing, even if it is born out of deep rooted hatred.

Why was he so obsessed with me? This was a burning remainder that only he could ever want me. Even though stuck in his dark obsession he's still the only one that cares about me. I couldn't bring myself to hate him anymore. Or maybe I'm just too weak to hate any more . A half chuckle escaped his mouth. "Don't cry, you'll finally be free from me ...you've always wanted that " I stared at his glazed expression , he looked like he was barely hanging on "I...i.... " A gasp escaped my mouth with his fingers tightened around mine with surprising strength .

he stopped after saying. His eyes were getting teary as well. He was looking at the floor. His head was filled with guilts. He had lost his first mate Isabella in a war with the Sapphires before he met my mom. I knew he loved my mom a lot, even more than his own life. But we just simply could never deny the fact that a wolf's obsession for its actual mate never dies. It was the same in case of my father. Even though he loved my mom, still the lose of his first mate never left him.

She wanted to enter that hell of a room and pick up, Olivia's disgusting body parts covered in blood "You can't stop me. I'm part of this group…not even Sacha can stop me from making sure that bitch… is out of our lives!"Hannah spat out bitterly. Her eyes shone with hate, Zane stared at her and knew she had gone crazy. Her obsession with Pedro was not healthy

The man I thought would treasure me was doing the complete opposite of it. I have given up on struggling and endured his cruelty. I want to see when he's going to stop. While Loren was busy thrusting, a thought snapped in my head. Should I abandon him? He doesn't love me but is strangely obsessed with me . He is obsessed with hurting me and if I'm not wrong he's going to do worse things with me in future. ' Still I can't bring myself to completely hate him. Why am I like this?' I sobbed, biting my lips trying hard to control my tears which were continuously falling.

Dan's hand shook almost imperceptibly. "You think you loved him first?" Mathew continued, voice low and lethal. "Maybe you did. But love that has to hold a blade to someone's throat to prove itself was never love at all, Dan. It's obsession. It's the same sickness you've always mistaken for devotion." He took another step closer, close enough now that Dan could see the raw desperation beneath the fury in his eyes. "And I would know. Because I've spent years fighting the same sickness inside myself, trying not to become exactly what you are right now."

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''

He convinced and forced himself to move on or he tried to. His marriage had become a slow suffocation, it was a union of pity and expectations rather than love. The hospital visits, failed IVFs— it all made him dislike her. Not because of her inability to give him children, but because he pushed him to despise Audrey and she can never fit into Audrey's position. Now, sitting there and watching her, he realized the brutal truth. Helen was his past and should be treated as one. Audrey... was the one his heart beats for. She was the one he still longed for.