Her Sin, His Obsession Novels & Stories

“She knew you were watching Damien. She used your plan to serve her own.” “If she accelerated my timeline,” Vincent said quietly, “then she wanted Noah in that building.” “Yes,” I said. “But not for the reason you wanted him there. She wanted a new variable introduced into Damien’s environment. Something that would create instability. Keep him distracted and emotionally off balance while she positioned the board move.” “She used my asset against him,” Vincent said. “She used your asset and your plan,” I said. “Against both of you.” “She did not anticipate what you would find,” Vincent said.

This close to her pussy, I could smell how close she was to her heat and I was doing the wrong thing by tasting her because it could possibly trigger my rut. It would be very fucking bad if that happened. But the possibility of it wasn’t going to make me stop. Shifting, I leaned up on my elbows to get a look at her face. “Again?” Sin’s eyes snapped open. She raised her head to look down at me and then pushed herself up onto her elbows to get a better look down her body. “Will you finger me?” she breathed. I smirked. Shifting, I traced a finger down her pussy and then slowly pushed it inside. Her body instantly tensed, but when my eyes snapped up to hers, she was watching me with curiosity in

Yet by some cruel joke of fate, some cosmic mistake, she had managed to claw her way back into the living world her burning obsession with Sebastian and overpowering bloodlust of the flaming lances leading to her unholy resurrection. How I loathed her with every fiber of my being. The bitter taste of bile scorched the back of my throat as memories of the torment she had put me through over the years attacked me in crashing waves. Sienna had delighted in robbing me of my honor, my sense of self-worth always lingering like a persistent demon, determined to shatter every last trace of happiness in my life.

Her eyes filled with tears, she wasn’t supposed to feel like this, she was the pastor’s daughter, she was supposed to be pure, obedient, focused on God yet all she could think about was Nick. Naomi stood and paced the room restlessly, she opened her Bible hoping to calm herself but every word blurred before her eyes. The verse about temptation only made her chest tighter. Am I already falling? She wondered biting her lip. Is this how it begins? She sat back on the bed and hugged her pillow tight, the guilt burned but so did the secret thrill, It was like two voices were fighting inside her, one calling her back to obedience the other pulling her toward Nick. And though she prayed again and a

Everything about her, every action, every movement, was under his scrutiny, under his control. His obsession was all-encompassing. And the worst part? She wasn’t sure if it was fear or something else entirely that made her tremble whenever he looked at her like that- like she was the only thing keeping him tethered to this world. Azrael’s shadow wasn’t just following her. It was wrapping around her, pulling her under, drowning her in the dark waters of his obsession. There was no escaping it, no escaping him. And the deeper she fell, the harder it became to remember who she had been before Azrael Sartori had claimed her as his own.

Selina asked, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and embarrassment. Nestor snapped back to reality, reluctantly removing his hand. From the beginning, Selina had an irresistible allure for him. Their first time, though drug-induced, he clearly remembered the pleasure. Later, he'd pretended it was revenge, but each time was more intoxicating than the last. This obsessive fascination filled him with guilt and shame. Selina finally stood, only to see Nestor's bandage soaked with fresh blood. She frowned, glaring at him. Was he trying to die, or just make more trouble for her?

One more minute without her skin against his, and he would run raving mad. She turned around to face him, and he caught his breath, tilting his chin up to give her the impression that he still had some struggle left. But whatever remained wasn't enough to rebuke her, not when she came as succubus. "So Don," she purred, her voice a seductive melody, "Still want me leaving?" The air crackled with anticipation as she approached him, closing the distance that left him spellbound, the magnetic pull towards her whirlwind. She intoxicated him, whatever she was, whoever she was; his obsession with her was like an addict on his last batch of heroin. And she knew it.

I swallowed hard, “So… what happens after denial?” “Obsession.” Sienna’s voice trembled slightly, and she quickly dropped her gaze to her food. “They won’t be able to stop themselves from thinking about us, no matter how much they try. And the more they crave, the worse it gets.” My appetite vanished. I shoved my tray aside and glanced at the boys, who were seated across the room but seemed far too at ease for my liking. Silas caught my gaze and smirked, a slow, dangerous curve of his lips that made my stomach flip for all the wrong reasons.

[the longer we stayed by each other's side, the stronger the connection became, making it hard for me to run away from him when i needed to] . Sin uses the sheets to wipe himself clean, then throws it into a basket by the corner. On his bed, he sucks in air as he turns his head to me. He places a quick kiss on my lips, before looking back at the door, and yelling eloquently. “Come in.” I chuckle at what he has done, completely forgetting the name of the other woman he screamed while he came undone. I avert my gaze from Sin's tattoos and I quickly cover myself up, properly.

I asked her. "Sin was mine first. I saw him first.” She spats. Sin. She was doing all this for Sin. Was she in love with him? "Sin?" I was baffled. "I thought you said you were in love with his brother, Alexander." "I couldn't give two shits about Alexander; I wanted to use him to get to Sin, but that old man ruined everything. He found out about my obsession with Sin and wanted me out of their lives, so I thought of another way to stay, and that was getting pregnant with that asshole child when all I wanted was Sin. " She finished with a sick smile.