Romans & histoires Ink Obsession

She’d found a way into all of them without even trying, and once she was in; There was no fighting it. My wife quickly turned into my mate, and then… My obsession. My everything. My reason for waking up in the morning. For fucking breathing. When she’s away, I’m counting the moments until she’s by my side again. I think a portion of that is Onyx’s personality. He has always been obsessive in nature. Harsh. Needy. And explosive. All of those things have been to the extreme since he’s been back and realized that Rosalind is our mate.

Charles adjusted himself well before settling down to business. The image of Hailey kept popping into his head and he stopped working. He placed his hand on his forehead and inhaled deeply. "Who exactly are you?" He muttered. No matter how much he thinks about it, the fact that she's proven hard to get makes him crave her the more. And once he wants something, he must surely get it. **** HOURS LATER*** The door suddenly flings open loudly, Charles frowned but when he saw Mr Monterio with Celine behind him, he needed no soothsayer to tell him what they were here for.

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

48 ANNALISE FLASHBACK The scent of incense filled the air, sweet and calming, but there was an odd tension underneath it. I sat across from Spencer in his small study, watching the smoke curl and dance around him like a living thing. He had taken to burning incense lately, a habit I hadn’t noticed before. It wasn’t just the smell—it was how he seemed different when he was around it. His eyes would glaze over slightly, his focus elsewhere, like he was drifting between worlds.

His pupils also reflected a dazzling and alluring color. "Yvonne bribed her studio's designer, stole her design drafts, and even tried to snatch her sea pearls. Her actions are unforgivable!" Observing the enchanting hue in Zachary's eyes, Kent couldn't help but shudder a bit. "Are you ... going to deal with Yvonne?" Zachary swirled the drink in his glass and said in an ambiguous tone, "A person who appeared out of nowhere dares to oppose me? I reckon she's fed up with living."

“It’s too early to reveal about everything now.” “Just a little bit, Mr. Song!” begged the other journalists. “At least, tell us a bit nice leak.” Qeiza’s face was changed. Being snared in the middle of a horde of ink coolers was like being trapped in a spider web. It’s very difficult to break away. Chin Hwa’s sharp gaze soon realized the change. Even more when Qeiza’s hazel eyes changed their color because of the splashes of the blitz which were moving to a certain spot after one of them shouted Ansel’s name.

Innosine sat in his office, his eyes fixed on the bright screen in front of him, his head rested on his left hand and his right hand held a pen which he swirled around deep in thought. Ever since Somari came into his life, he has not been able to think well, that lady is nothing but a pest in his life and he can't imagine spending the rest of his life with someone he despises so much. The night he found her on his bed still shook his mind and till now, he still wondered how she came into his bed and if they really had sex that night.

Lucas's father asked staring at us as I placed Gavin back in his seat. "Let's say yes," I shrugged and began sharing the sponge cake. 'I hope they sort it out!' I thought. ______________________________________ * * * What do you guys think so far? Please drop a review ❤️❤️ Do you want a sequel about Ben and Beatrice's Story? Please, you all stay tuned for the Book 2 of the Obsession series, a Sequel of 'Secret Obsession' titled:- HIS WILD OBSESSION.

RIO POV “I thought you don’t let anyone into this room.” I mention when Dante leads me into his dark office. “Or have you finally gotten over your weird kink of not letting people touch your things?” Growing up, Dante had this weird possessiveness over his stuff, that he never let anyone, not even our mother nor Nonna, into his room, to the extent that he cleaned the room by himself. I strongly believed that he had killed people in there, since it was the only soundproof room in the house.

And each birthday, her scent only intensifies, making me more sure she's mine. That I don't fucking wake up wet after dreaming about her pinned beneath me. That she has become my obsession—so much so that I hid a camera inside her bathroom just to watch her bathe. And the fact that I allowed her to date that weakling. Only Selene knows how many times I’ve imagined killing him in my thoughts and dreams. Melinda became my getaway from all that crazy obsession and lack of self-control. I will satisfy my urges with her, especially after those times I mask my scent and watch that bastard feast on what's mine, how she allows him to stick that pencil-like dick of his in her mouth.