Is Obsession Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Why are you so obsessed with me?” “I’m crazy about you. I … can’t live without you.” “You’d been fine for four years,” said Qeiza.”You’ll also definitely live well for the rest of your life.” “Qei, please … give me a chance!” “Sorry, I can’t make it.” “Why? Do you really hate me that much?” “I’ve floated the pieces of my broken heart in the sea of tears,” said Qeiza. “It’ll be useless if you insist to put them together again.”

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

Jaime said. "Seb, did you see that man? He's the one that helped us today" Leah said as she looked at Sebastian. "Then did he help us because of Hailey?" Sebastian asked. "Maybe he's interested in my daughter. Or, could he be her boyfriend?" Leah wondered. "Exactly what I'm saying" Jaime quickly said. Sebastian frowned at him. "Hailey doesn't have a boyfriend," he said. "I know you're being overprotective but she's a grown-up girl now" Leah said.

At this point, he lacked the strength to get a smile halfway through, bothering at it would clearly be a waste of time, but he struggled to lay one on me. "love and obsession are two different things. They seem alike, but are very much apart —" "Are you saying I'm obsessed with the guy?" Gotta admit, I did love how sincere, and unsugarcoated his words relentlessly were, as much as I love that I didn't take them overly personal. "Don't get me wrong Aaron. First, you need to ask yourself, which is it. I'm I in love with this boy, or is he the ideal character I'd love to be?"

He whispered between his teeth, soft but sharp: "No, you said you loved him a lot. Aren’t those feelings? I bet he’s in love with you… if not you with him. Friendship between a male and female is impossible. After closeness, instincts decide fate." His hand slowly slid down lower, tracing confidently and calmly, stirring my body. His touches were light but burning. My body shivered, and I whispered nervously: "Mr. Dorian, please… someone… might see us." I gasped as I heard the sound of a zipper opening.

I’d rather have him hating me to the point of wanting me dead than continuing to waste his life being obsessed with a woman who belonged to someone else. Hate was something a person could get over. Hate was an emotion you could move away from, given enough time and distance. But obsession? It was like a drug. I knew that better than anyone. I had watched it destroy Max, and I had felt it simmering in my own blood for Damon. No matter how hard you tried to kick the habit, that obsession would burn just as strong four years later the moment you saw them again. “So… I truly… held no chance then,” he scoffed, his head falling back against the pillow as he looked away toward the window again.

I want you to come to our final union as my bride. 'Three more days, my love. Three more days until we're united forever.' 'Eternally yours, Damien' I felt sick. The casual way he talked about murder, about stealing my life, about this twisted version of love he'd convinced himself was real—it was beyond disturbing. "He's completely insane," I said quietly. "He's obsessed," Maya corrected. "And obsession can be more dangerous than insanity. Insane people are unpredictable. But obsessed people follow patterns, fixate on specific goals."

Instead, it made her pulse race with an excitement she didn't fully understand. As Timothy helped her into his car, Nicole couldn't shake the feeling that she was falling into something she might never escape from. And the most terrifying part was that she wasn't sure she wanted to excape from it at all. Timothy Cole was becoming an obsession, and she was powerless to resist his pull. But what Nicole didn't know was that for Timothy, she already was an obsession-one that had started the night he'd claimed her completely, and one that he would never let go.