Novel & Cerita Hateful Obsession By Janell Book

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?

Author's Note🤭❤️ Thank you for picking up Fuel for Obsession, a story that quite literally crashed into my heart and refused to let go. This book was born from my love of raw, messy romance where two broken people collide at full speed and somehow find healing in the wreckage. Lucien Vale, the cold and untouchable Ice King, and Ariana Cross, the fiercely proud woman fighting the world with nothing but grease on her hands and fire in her soul, became so much more than characters to me. Their journey is filled with obsession, painful secrets, scorching tension, and the kind of love that burns everything down before it can rebuild something stronger.

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

But I could feel the rage pouring off him too. “What exactly did the note say?” he asked finally. I didn’t take my eyes off the road. “It doesn’t matter.” “It does if she’s escalating.” My jaw flexed. “She’s obsessed,” I said coldly. “And obsessed people stop caring about consequences.” Kai looked out the window, expression darkening. “And what happens when obsession turns violent?” The question settled heavily between us. Because deep down— we both knew Ava wasn’t bluffing anymore. Julia — First-Person POV

That is why he is hated by a few girls in this club. I said a few girls, not all of them. He is despised by only those that knew how much Lauren had loved him. They said it is his fault that she is dead, and they swore to make him pay for what he did to her. Janelle is the leader of the hatters association, she would kill him if she had the chance. Now, I don’t know if they are just assuming that he knows something about her death because he was the last person to be seen with her. Sometimes it feels like she knows something that the rest of us don’t know. But the fact remains that she hates the Armstrongs, and she doesn’t even try to hide her hatred for them.

The man became slightly annoyed but obeyed his boss's orders and took a terrified Miles inside the mansion. Damien left Emma's hair and she immediately touched her scalp as it was stinging a lot. He pulled her forcefully. She was whimpering in pain and she froze seeing Jules's dead body. She closed her eyes and was blaming herself. He turned to her with a glare. "Don't think you are not getting punished for your disobedience doll!". He repiled with anger to her which send severe shivers down her spine. How did you like the chapter guys. Please tap the follow button everyone. Leave a like, add the book to your libraries and follow me on my I*******m page. Guys please make my goal possible by

Present Day. Olivia's POV. People usually talk about what it feels like to be falling for someone. I've never related to that term before, until now. I can't keep my hands off of Jace, I think I might be obsessed with him. Obsession, lust and love are like the three things I've tried to avoid so far but here I am, obsessing over this broken, beautiful man who can throw me out the window whenever his demons tell him to. The thing is, I know that he and I are not gonna work, we're gonna fuck in every corner, fight and scream at each other every night and then one day, one of us is gonna walk away and never look back.

They've never had any one on one confrontation but according to mom, Rebecca is a snake that pretends to be your friend when it suits her and stabs you in the back when she feels you're no longer useful. "We're not official yet but I really like her and I think you and I both know that's not the only reason I'm refusing or have you forgotten what Hannah did to Jessie? If Jess finds out you're trying to set us up 'temporarily' I can assure you she'll never speak to you ever again." I remind her and she scoffs.

Her delicate neck was exposed as she snores softly, it would be so easy to strangle her , even as I thought about it, I knew I couldn't do it. I would never be able to. I shouldn't want her the way I did, I feel like I'm betraying mom , Jenny........and even myself. All I wanted to feel was hate but It went a lot deeper than that . As if aware of the looming danger ,her eyes flickered open slowly. "H.. Hayden? " She whispered so softly , confusion written all over her face, a spike of anger swept through me "It's all because of you! " I hissed wrapping my hand around her neck, not so tight, but enough to leave a mark

What the hell? “Hot sauce,” I rasped out, my throat burning now too, realizing I must’ve gotten some of it in my mouth. “It’s fucking hot sauce.” “WHAT?!” Allison shrieked. “Who the fuck would—” “If that bucket had fallen on me!” Another girl’s voice, hysterical. “Oh my God, if we’d just walked through that door like normal—” “That psycho bitch is trying to kill me!” Allison’s voice rose to a screech. “This is attempted murder! Where is Lena?! I’m going to—”