Is Obsession Love Novels & Stories

“That’s not a problem. We have a long time together. If that bastard could make you feel something after everything he did to you, then I’m sure, I’ll make you fall for me. No matter how long it takes.” A shiver ran through her spine, as a mixture of fear and disgust bloomed in the pit of her stomach. “You’re sick.” She hissed. “So much so that you can’t tell the difference between love and… obsession.” “Love, obsession, limerence, they are all the same thing.” He told her. “It’s a desire that is so strong, that it can’t be suppressed. It’s the kind of feeling that can cause a person to do things that are otherwise deemed unreasonable and unacceptable.”

Ezrene swallowed down her saliva, trying to think about her answer and then with a sigh, she finally opened her mouth. “Obsession is that emotion of a human which ruins and harms every other feeling of a person when it collides with it whether with love or hate. Obsession destroyed everything because in obsession, the obsessor refuses to see the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immoral, sane, insanity so if it entangles with love, it destroys the sacrificing selfless beauty of love because an obsession can never be considered as love no matter what,” Ezrene gave her answer which made the professor gave her an impressed smile.

I leaned back in my chair and let out a soft sigh, “We know he's fine, he just needs some time to get over or accept the truth.” Chris frowned, “We know that time will never come. He's really obsessed with you.” Now that he called it obsession, it turned me off really more. Obsession and love were two different things. Perhaps because he couldn't have me, he kept obsessing over me all because he wanted to win. So what if we eventually become a couple? What if the whole competition comes to a stop? Would his love for me reduce or he would just treat me like every other person?

"You shouldn't say things like that Heaven, you sound obsessed with me." "What if I am obsessed with you? I couldn't bare it to lose you." I add, trying to ignore the pain of what it would feel like to actually lose him. "Heaven." I hear him sigh. "That's exactly what I'm talking about. Love and obsession aren't the same thing." "They can be." "Oh Heaven, what am I going to do with you?" "You can love me the same way I love you." "Yeah, and what kind of love is that?" He asks.

Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION. THE END

An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.

She uttered while pecking his nose bridge and then finally gazed into his silver gaze. "You made me your obsessor, Arzal. An obsessor who's in need and desires to be your obsession because… " She halted and pecked his lips. "Your obsession is more beautiful than any kind of love and that is the reason I had never asked you that whether you loved me or not, in our past," Arzal silently heard her and then saw her beaming. "Because I have understood your love could leave me broken but your obsession won't even think about leaving my broken pieces,"

His hand lifted, hesitated, then curled into a fist at his side instead of touching me. “Because I can’t,” he whispered. “I can’t let you go. Not now. Not ever.” My stomach flipped, part fear, part something I refused to name. I swallowed hard. “That’s not love, Sebastian. That’s obsession.” His lips curved, not in amusement, but in something darker. “Maybe it is. But obsession keeps you alive. Love? Love gets people killed.” The words chilled me. There was history in them, shadows he wasn’t sharing. A secret that gnawed at the edges of my sanity because I knew—I just knew—I hadn’t heard the full story.

This is the story of CAPO’s Obsession who finally get the love in his twisted ways. —

His expression didn't read agitation like mine did. "That girl is just crazy." He sighed, facing his laptop and continuing whatever work he was doing on it. "You know, she came to the office earlier today claiming to want to have me and stories like that." He chuckled a little. "She's so adamant on that. Her love is frustrating." "Love?" I dropped my phone on the bed. "Don, this isn't love, this is obsession, don't you get?" He stared at me with a raised brow. "Obsession, huh? I've never actually seen it that way but now that you've pointed it out, I guess you're right. It is obsession."