Her Sin, His Obsession Novels & Stories

“Why do you only see her? I have loved you since we were children! Every day, every breath, every dream, it was always you! But you never once looked at me, the way I looked at you! You always see me as your closest friend, nothing more or nothing less.” Her chest heaved as she pointed a shaking finger at Jennifer’s limp form. “What does she have that I don’t? Tell me, Reis! Is it because of fate? Because of some goddess-damned bond? I would give my life for you, Reis, yet you cast me aside the second she appeared!” Tears rolled down from her eyes. Reis’s lip curled in disgust, but his eyes flickered with shock. He had never known the depth of her obsession. “Sabrina…” he growled, “you tried

She is mine, body and soul, and in this moment, nothing else in the world matters but the bond we share. As we catch our breath, I press soft kisses to her neck and collarbone, savoring the taste of her skin against my lips. She looks up at me with a mix of desire, confusion, and something else I can't quite place. "Sin," she whispers again, and this time, her voice is filled with a hint of uncertainty. I can see the questions swirling in her eyes, the doubts and fears that come with giving herself so completely to another person.

The sex club smelled like sweat, cum, and leather. Sariah stood beside her husband, tight dress clinging to her thighs, panties already damp just from the moans echoing through the dim room. She wanted to feel something. Anything. Keon hadn’t touched her right in months. Their fucking had turned soft, forgettable—quick strokes, no filth, no hunger. She missed being wrecked. Screamed for. Fucked until her pussy gushed. A couple moaned near the back room, the woman tied to a beam, her tits bouncing while some stranger slammed into her soaked cunt from behind.

The way her hair cascaded down her shoulders, the curve of her smile, and the sparkle in her eyes—every detail etched itself into his heart, fueling his desire to possess her completely. He became obsessed with the sound of her laughter, the way it echoed through the depths of his soul and brought light to his darkest days. Her voice, like a siren's call, beckoned him closer, drawing him into a realm where nothing else mattered but their connection. Sebastian's obsession manifested in every action, every decision he made. He found himself constantly seeking ways to please her, to make her smile, and to feel her body pressed against his. The thought of being apart from her was unbearable, and

The other men was shouting something but she couldn’t hear anything. Her hand felt weak that she couldn't even lift it up. She faintly saw how Dye's expression darkened and a creaking sound made all the men stopped. There were cracks everywhere as if the air broke into thousand of pieces while Dye's blood painted his knuckles. “Damn it!” She heard a silent cursed and when she looked at the man's side profile, she realized something. Yes! He was one of the seven deadly sins. Jack the sin of lust. One of the king's in the Cabrine city. But, why did he harmed her? As far as she remembered, the seven of them were the closest friends, so why would he hurt her?

He didn’t remember when he had started seeing her not just as the little girl he had saved, but as a woman who had become his entire world. The little girl he embraced was the woman he wished to make his own and build a world with. Not only that, he dreamed of living with her, indifferent to the rest of the world. He had no shame in admitting his obsession with the girl named Rose, the daughter of Alexander Ariston, whom he had stolen from the world and kept hidden in a nest he built for her and their future. Rose thought Alexander was still angry with her since he hadn’t turned to face her. Little did she know that he was hiding his burning, possessive gaze to keep her from feeling frighten

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

His dark piercing eyes locked onto mine like a predator pinning down its prey. "You get your sisters doses only when you fulfill my daily demands Maya " Julian whispered, his voice a low terrifying growl right against my ear. I kept my hands pressed flat against his chest feeling the steady beat of his heart through his leather jacket. "What... What do you want from me?" I breathed, terrified of the answer. Julians slow terrifying smile spread across his face in the shadows of the car. He reached up his thumb gently tracing the line of my trembling jaw making a shiver run down my spine that had nothing to do with the cold rain.

A little fun wouldn't kill her. "Trisha, darling, you've been a bad, bad girl..." She said in a low, dark voice. The voice aroused Trisha slightly, but then she remembered that she couldn't touch Aileen. But goddamn, she wouldn't mind fucking Aileen. With those full hips, those pink lips and that nice shape and sultry voice... Trisha slapped herself mentally. Fuck, girl, you can't touch her.You will die. The voice at the door became louder, "Ummm, excuse me!"