Novel & Cerita Hateful Obsession By Janell Book

He was betting on the last chance, even though this chance came in a despicable way and was insignificant. Even though he seemed to already know the answer, he would jump into it like moths flying into the fire. At this moment, Callen was really obsessed with his unwillingness and desire to conquer. The two of them did not have a way to think about this problem at this moment. They had never thought about it and did not have the time to think about it. Jane pinched the flesh at the palm of her hand so hard that it almost bled. At that moment, she unexpectedly had a feeling of hatred toward Joseph Dunn.

"Don't fucking say her name or whisper her name here unless you want me to knock out every breath in you." Janet snarled, her voice filled with bloody hate, anger and her face was flared up. Christiana was shocked. First, she didn't know why they needed Annabel and she couldn't betray her, and second, what did Annabel do to Janet that she hated her? Fuck, she hardly even saw them together, not even once, so where did all this hate come from? "Well, if you don't, I will have no other option than to kill your parents."

I calmly said but he paid less attention to him, perhaps he was still angry, I turned looking out the window, and big trucks and tractors drove past us, causing dust in the atmosphere, the dust didn't make us see outside, Joseph parked his car off the road, creating space to the tractors and trucks to drive past the broken floor, it a construction road, that would be tile soon, the broken road could cause an accident if the driver isn't careful enough, I thought to myself "The road is too bad; haven't the British government observed this?" I asked him, wanting to start a conversation he ignored me, I let him be and Cillian handsome face flashback my mind, I quickly shook it off my head, Cill

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

Chapter thirty Dave I walked into my home in anger, I flung my briefcase on the bed with no care that my laptop is inside it, I always back up my works in G****e Drive so should anything happen, I can always replace it without no care of losing my work. I started undressing; my body was worked up as it was these past weeks. Something is wrong with me, and I know what, deep inside me I want Hazel and I want to be buried balls deep inside her but I can’t, I have had my own share of her and I don’t want to ignite the fire that was already diminishing. So many times I had had Jake arrange women for me but whenever I go to them, I would end up thinking about Hazel and at the end, I would ask them

Anna stated, bluntly, fuming inwardly as she remembered all the hurtful things he had said to her. "You are pretending, girl. Just confess your obsession like other girls and stop acting like you are special." Daren snorted proudly. "I hate you. That's the obsession." Anna fired back, staring straight into his eyes with a cold and resentful stare. Her voice was so cold and exuded disgust and hatred that Daren couldn't deny feeling chilled to the core. His jaw fell as he squinted his eyes at her. "Liar." He snapped, but she scoffed and muttered something that hit him hard.

hissed Gwen. "Gwen, I've admitted that I'm jealous of what you and Steve have. Every girl that knows you two can't help but be envious. That's why I'm trying to keep you from making a huge mistake. If you let go of Steve, he'll be snapped up in a New York minute!"

Damon heard what I said and just smirked. "You have no choice, sweetheart," he replied in a flirtatious way. It felt creepy to my mind my body seemed to be attached. My heart was beating faster and faster as I gulped hard at what was happening. There was no way I would ever like a guy who has killed someone before. Damon was a mafia don, a killer, and a criminal. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have any kind of association with Damon, but here I am, sitting on his thighs wearing just lingerie. The worst part is that my body was getting comfortable with it. It didn't feel good in any way.

But what she failed to understand was the fact that, The promises made in the phase of immaturity were meant to be broken. _____________________________________ This story will include, obsession, and possessive behavior which might reflect toxic relationship as well. The male lead is an extremely dominant and egoistic person, he's like the type, if she's not mine then she's of no one. He can come out as manipulative, obsessive, psychotic, and maybe abusive as well. So be alert, the story is about anguished love with a touch of obsession and craziness. You will surely love it. Now if anything from the above disturbs you or you don't like to read then you can skip, even though I would love it

She tried to fight and twist out of his grasp but he only laughed, a sadistic grin on his face. “You do feel it right?” Jarrel asked her in his low, husky voice that she was already becoming familiar with. Even if you try to rid yourself of it, it’s there. The bond. You can’t run away from it. Hana’s body had gone against her, an ember of desire, burning inside her even though she despised it. She despised herself for it, for feeling anything other than hate for this man who had reduced her to nothing. Anger staining her face and tears in her eyes she fought on but Jarrel did not loosen his hold on her.