Heart Of Obsession Mga Nobela at Kwento

Instead, it made her pulse race with an excitement she didn't fully understand. As Timothy helped her into his car, Nicole couldn't shake the feeling that she was falling into something she might never escape from. And the most terrifying part was that she wasn't sure she wanted to excape from it at all. Timothy Cole was becoming an obsession, and she was powerless to resist his pull. But what Nicole didn't know was that for Timothy, she already was an obsession-one that had started the night he'd claimed her completely, and one that he would never let go.

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.

I had noticed this the night I went to her house, she was driving me crazy that I couldn’t get enough of her and I had even ended up telling her that she was the best woman I have ever had. Even though I told myself she wasn’t that kind of woman that would use my obsession over her body to get at me, I was still afraid that she would which was why I promised myself that morning when I was leaving that I won’t give her the opportunity to even use it at me. I had started ignoring her from that day, waiting for the day that she would come threatening to expose everything if I don’t give her some amount of cash. I was ready to give her any amount she mentioned and fire her but still get my money

“But at least I admit what I want. You hide behind this pathetic act of a man scorned, but the truth is, you can’t stand the idea of her moving on.” His jaw tensed, but instead of lashing back, he smirked. “Touché. But obsession is what wins, Rhea. Obsession is what keeps us hungry. And hunger is what gets results.” The two of them sat in silence for a moment, each lost in their own dark thoughts. The bar around them buzzed with laughter and chatter, oblivious to the venom dripping from the booth in the back. On the screen, the news anchor concluded the segment with a sharp line:

My obsession with her soft pink cunt, the way she gets me out of my element, and all longing and yearning for her presence to come to fill the hollow space in my heart that I could feel was aching so back from the brutal cuts that the rusty daggers of her absence drove mercilessly into my heart. That I could hear it vividly in my head, the trickling dripping sound of the blood that wouldn't stop spilling from the hideous cuts, it all had nothing to do with Love. it's just obsession and possession. She's- "Did you get any information, Boss?" Chris broached hesitantly from the front seat. His gaze met mine through the rearview mirror as he spoke. Wrenching me out of my deep, consuming trance w

She raised my chin up when she saw I was about to coward in her presence “ And where is the fun in that, huh? Why do you think I was eager to kidnap your kids___?” I gazed into Deborah's eyes, staring deep in the depth of the demon she had become all because of her obsession for Michael. I never knew obsession was real but with Deborah, I could finally understand why it is treated as a mental disease. I shake my head, to rid myself of those thoughts as I raise my lips about to answer her questions when she stopped me from providing the answers herself

his words rolled out of his tongue while his eyes remained glued with hers which caused a shiver inside her heart because only Ezrene knew what he exactly meant by those words of his. “So….,” he turned his head to look at their professor. “I don't know about harming or ruining but obsession holds the power of strengthening a human's any other emotion whether it collides with love, hate or lust. Obsession makes sure that that feeling reaches its destination no matter what became just like Ms. Soler said…” he turned his head to look at Ezrene again. “Obsession doesn't care about the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immortal, sane, insanity,” Ezrene clenched her palms because she knew his eac

“I belong to no one.” His voice was velvet and violence. “Then why did your heart race when you saw me?” She didn’t answer. Because it had. It still did. He circled her slowly. “You’ve tasted shadow. You’ve drowned in pain. And yet you still reach for light. That’s why I chose you. That’s why I love you.” Her heart stuttered. “You don’t know love.” “I know obsession,” he whispered, brushing a finger over her cheek. “And in time, that becomes love.”

His voice sent shivers down my spine. “I can’t give you what you want,” I replied, trying not to be shaken. “You want a child so I’d be tied to you forever.” “Even without a child, my obsession wouldn’t let you leave…I want us going gray together.” “You are delusional.” “You have let me do things to you. I have been inside you. I know your taste, which no other man would ever have a chance to…I own your body. Now I want your heart.” “Not until you get a knife into my chest and get it out.”

But inside Devandra’s heart, there was nothing but a single consuming fire: obsession. Obsession that devoured logic. Obsession that turned love into possession. Obsession that now marked Arga as the most personal target of Devandra’s unraveling wrath.