Ink Obsession Novels & Stories

He would've laughed if he wasn't thinking of spreading those thighs apart and burying himself between them. “I'm just wondering why you acted like I was invading your privacy when I asked to come here,” Gabriella retorted, puffing her chest out in defiance. “You are invading my privacy.” Gabriella intruded on a lot more than his privacy. Every time he's had her in his house, he'd been so tempted to keep her there and satisfy his obsession. But he knew his hunger for her was insatiable. Keeping her safe would not be enough, he'd want to possess her, in every sense of the word.

Innessa's eyes widened, her body went cold, and just when she thought they'd see her, Issac dropped to one of his knees, and she was instantly lowered down. Pressing her back against the wall. Issac sucked on her nub so hard that she fell off the cliff, and her body jolted with blinding pleasure as a second orgasm hit her with massive force, rocking her world off its axis as she came quivering and jostling. And all the while, he had his eyes fixed on her face, trying to memorize every movement, every furrow of brows, every sigh that slipped her lips. He was obsessed. The girls picked up the bag from the floor and placed it on the slab, thinking some girl might've forgotten it there.

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?

It disappeared almost as soon as I noticed it. My heart skipped a beat. “John,” I whispered turning back toward the bed. He stirred and sat up. “What is it baby?” I looked back out the window but the light was gone. The beach was empty again. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe it was just my mind playing tricks after everything we had been through. But deep down I knew better. Somewhere out there in the shadows someone was still watching. The obsession that started on that summer vacation had created ripples far beyond Victor Kane. Someone new was carrying it forward.

Stay tuned for MADDEST OBSESSIONS. Love. NaYa.

The lights of the penthouse flickered as Olivia stepped through the revolving doors, her heels clicking softly against polished marble. Rain streaked down the windows behind her, catching in the city skyline like liquid silver. She paused for a moment, feeling the black ring on her finger pulse, tight and insistent. It reminded her that she wasn’t just here as Olivia Monroe Castillo. She was the Reborn, someone whose past and present had been stitched together by blood, power, and Jessica’s lingering influence.

He set a deep, relentless pace, using the collar as a handle. “Eyes on the screens,” he grunted, his hips pumping. Sloane’s blurred vision focused on the triptych of her life. Her past misery. Her present, exposed ecstasy. Her future, quantified in ever-climbing numbers. The humiliation was a live wire in her gut, but beneath it, coiling tight, was a terrifying arousal. She was on her knees for the man who owned her, watching her own sale, and her body was betraying her, growing wet, aching.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

I texted Jina about tomorrow, letting her know I had to attend Grace Milton’s service. Her reply came quickly. “Why doesn’t Killian just shoot Adeline and put us all out of our misery?” I nearly spat out my wine. I shut my laptop after reading the reports on the new trainee program. The moment I opened it, I saw all the added reports, even the ones they had deleted. OOP—Order of the Phoenix. I shook my head. Kevin would make it too easy for people to detect things about us one day. As I worked on repairing my cracked phone, I suddenly heard a creak in the air. I turned quickly, gripping the screwdriver like a weapon, my heart in my throat.

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''