Novel & Cerita Heart Of Obsession

I walked to the window, looking out at the city lights. Manchester looked calm, peaceful, unaware that inside my apartment, chaos buzzed louder than the street below. I imagined Melissa in some quiet room, curtains drawn, phone in hand, tears in her eyes. That image broke me in half. Because the truth is, I loved her. I still do. That’s the sick part. How do you hurt someone you love? How do you justify setting the person you once promised to protect on fire? The answer is—you don’t. You just live with the contradiction. I wanted her to suffer, but I also wanted to hold her. I wanted her to remember me, but not hate me. I wanted her close, but I kept pushing her further. That’s what obsessio

It’s as if I’m something he’s scared to break, even though he already has. He brushes hair away from my cheek and lets his hand linger, his thumb stroking under my eye. The contact makes my skin crawl. “This is temporary,” he calmly says with is voice low. “Just until I know you won’t leave me again.” My heart drops into my stomach. He looks me straight in the eye, and there’s no humanity left in his expression. Just obsession. Raw, blistering, sick obsession. My heart pumps wildly in my chest. This isn’t good.

Albert grunted as he grabbed his hair,his eyes darkened as he thought of the message he got from His men,saying that one of his subordinate was killed and his heart was no where to be found. The only Person who kills and take the heart of the prey is Lincoln,everybody of their existence knew about that,Lincoln was the only killer who takes the heart before sucking on the neck. Albert was so angered that once again,Lincoln took what was his. "I'll destroy him!" He gritted as his eyes turn blood shot. He slowly got up from the ground,his tall frame looked charming as he walked towards the table close to his bed. He grabbed the transparent glass jar on the table and he poured the red liquid on

Kera questioned with cornered eyes. "Umm... Ummm" he cleared his throat and brought himself to the state of equanimity. "Well, I was just deliberating on your words. Like you said, her husband deserved death to pay for his sins right" he tried to bring up a topic to distract Kera from thinking too much of his sudden silence. His hands went back to his chest where his heart rested. He felt his heartbeat calming down like little by little as if he just finished a race. He hadn't known that all these while he was engrossed in his thoughts that his heart thudded loudly in his chest.

"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.

His aura surged like a storm ready to break. ​“And even if it means killing that bastard to get you…” ​His eyes glowed. ​“I will make sure he goes down.” ​My heart thudded violently in my chest. ​This was not protection. It was not possession. It was obsession. ​And it almost felt unreal that he was obsessed with me. Me. The one destined to ruin him. The one meant to destroy his life. ​I opened my mouth to speak, but the words dissolved as he took another step toward me, heat rolling off him.

“You’re my best friend. It wouldn’t feel right to keep all the good things to myself. “Relax. I’ve met the tech guy, but the other two don’t even know what I look like. Just keep your story straight, and everything’s golden. “The question is—who are you picking?” [Talk about the dilemma of the century. How do you choose between a legal heartthrob, a research titan, and a billionaire CEO? [Why choose? Cassie is the heroine. With her main character's privileges, she can sweep them off their feet.” Cassie licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with greed. “Why should I settle for one? I want all three of your boyfriends. “You have plenty going on for you anyway, Poppy. It’s not like you’re short of

“I watch you sleep and my chest aches with how much I need you breathing beside me. I’d burn the world down just to keep you safe. I’d kill a thousand times over if it meant waking up to your eyes on me.” “You’re not my captive, babygirl….. you’re my reason for existing. My wife. My everything. Please… let me show you how deep this goes. I’m obsessed, yes. Madly, dangerously so. But it’s love. Twisted, dark, all-consuming love that would destroy me if you left.” Tears stung my eyes. My heart raced so hard I felt dizzy. Part of me- the foolish, aching part wanted to give him that chance. To believe the sweet vulnerability in his voice, to let his obsession wrap around me like a dangerous embr

Charles adjusted himself well before settling down to business. The image of Hailey kept popping into his head and he stopped working. He placed his hand on his forehead and inhaled deeply. "Who exactly are you?" He muttered. No matter how much he thinks about it, the fact that she's proven hard to get makes him crave her the more. And once he wants something, he must surely get it. **** HOURS LATER*** The door suddenly flings open loudly, Charles frowned but when he saw Mr Monterio with Celine behind him, he needed no soothsayer to tell him what they were here for.

I care I never stopped loving But you’re with another I would have stolen you But my heart is heavy and alone My Prince Charming The one I love Where is your heart?? I have searched a million miles but never found your heart Heart Broken :- by- Gabby Vincent ********* (Cassie's POV) “My love, I won't let anything happen to you!” The voice said, filled with love and concern,it was gentle and sweet to the ear,that I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in to hear more.