Her Sin, His Obsession Novels & Stories

Her morals would crumble. It wasn’t love. Not in the way she understood it, It was obsession. It was danger. Temptation. A magnetic pull that made her forget the man who waited at home, who trusted her completely, who had never once looked at another woman. With Henry, she was cherished. With Lucas, she was claimed. And she knew it was wrong. She knew the fire would eventually burn her alive. But still, she returned. Again. And again. Because once you’ve tasted something forbidden, it lingers.

He looked down at her glazed eyes. "You make me want you even more," she confessed with tears in her eyes. Her obsession with him would only create pain for her but how could she stop? His face hardened at her confession and his dark eyes filled with lust. "Bedroom, Sin. Now." Nicholas cupped her ass, urging her to wrap her legs around him. She moaned at the contact. "Sinclair!" There was an urgency in his command, echoing her feelings. "Down the hallway, to your right." She answered in a hush.

My pussy clenched at the thought of him waking up alone, hard and angry, stroking himself to memories of me. He was becoming deeply obsessed. Exactly as I had planned. Yet the curiosity burned hotter than the arousal. What would he find when he dug into my past? How long until he connected Seraphina Voss to the dead omega Elara? And when he did… would his obsession turn to rage, or would the inexplicable pull between us make him even more dangerous?

“I understand. I have one final secret. One last truth that could change everything you think you know about this family. About the entire war we have been fighting.” John’s grip on my hand tightened. “What is it Sarah? Tell us. No more games.” Sarah looked at all of us, her eyes heavy with the weight of years. “The obsession was never just about me or Kane or Elena. There is one more person. Someone who has been pulling the strings from the very beginning. Someone who faked their death years ago and has been waiting for the perfect moment to destroy everything. Someone who wants the Voss bloodline for themselves. And that person is…”

He stretched out his arms to barrack her from advancing. “Don’t bother with the lights of her. Once the album comes out, and the song release you can show her, just what type of music you can write.” He whispered in her ears, and she calmed down. Tira Kim smirked, “Aren’t you two look cute together? Maybe the rumours about you two are true? Or else why would you help a child like her? It’s like, she’s just a child, Shun-Feng, and shouldn’t you be more interest in a real woman? You must have some sort of paedophilia taste.” As she lets out a disdainful sigh, mockery as it may seem. She walked passed them, and no longer wanting to waste anymore of her valuable time.

I hollered at her. "Well, it's a good thing you knew. I guess it wouldn't be a surprise for you right now. It's such a pity." She shook her head like the maniac she was. "Don't get me wrong sweetheart, I actually have my attacks but it's not just as serious as I claim for it to be to Justin." She shrugged. "You're bitch, you malevolent woman." I hollered. It felt so right to say it to her, especially when I knew that her feigning, pretence and obsessive nature were actually genuine and not something that was my imagination or thought.

She drew out the chair next to Rey and sat on it then she took a sip of his drink again. "You are not a fan of alcohol, I see." She said, trying to start up a conversation. "No," Rey responded straightforwardly. He was about to say something else when he felt her hands on his thigh, close to his dick. He looked downwards at her hand and then looked at her face, but she only took a sip of the drink again pretending not to know what she was doing. Just then, Charlie walked back with another pretty and busty girl. The only difference between her and Rose was that she had red hair. Charlie had picked her, hoping the hair would make Rey attracted to her.

logans family. “Coming soon”. Ruth replied and slammed the door shut,it was time for lunch and she couldn't disrespect her father,she inhaled deeply before changing to something more presentable,She made her way down the stairs,each step filled with exhaustation and sadness. Everyone's gaze was fixed on her the moment she came into view, Rita's gaze was filled with hatred and venom,she literally wished she could strangle her to death!,but she ignored them all and pulled out a chair and sat opposite Rita.

Luna sobs uncontrollably, her restless, feverish lips pressing sloppy, desperate kisses against his exposed neck and collarbone as he carries her to his waiting Bentley. He is not a saint. For an entire decade, she is the only woman he has ever truly, deeply desired. Yet, a massive chasm of past sins and family politics has always stood firmly between them. She actively despises him, refusing to even grant him the slightest opportunity to properly pursue her. And now, she is melting in his arms, her soft, breathy voice begging him to touch her. He physically cannot force the words of rejection past his lips. "Be good. Stop moving," he grits out, his jaw clenched so tightly it aches.

“I wouldn't like to kill an old woman like you. But I have people that can joyfully do it for me. Will you speak up, or do you want them to do their job?” He asked while holding her jaw. Madam Rawn spat upon his face, forcing him to leave his jaw. “I know you're a killer” “And you willingly betrothed your only daughter to me?” Damon replied as he moved some steps backward and was quietly cleaning Madam Rawn's saliva on the bus face. “Some of a bitch.” She whispered and stood up to walk away since Damon felt less concerned about her and was wiping his face. Unknown to her that Damon saw what she was doing. Forcefully, he finally made a hot slap on her chin, a hot slap that kept her staggering