Is Obsession Love Novels & Stories

He wanted to see her blue eyes so closely. He had missed her. He so wanted to hug her badly. After almost loosing her, he vowed to never let her out of his sight. He vowed to protect her and put his life on the line for her. That's how much he loved her. He could be kind for her, he could kill for her. His love had madness in it. It had both passion and Obsession in it.

Lena adjusted to the edge of the couch while Mason knelt right in front of her,he placed his hand on her kneel. “Lena I have always loved you,since we were kids it was like a crush and I tried shaking it off but as we grow older it becomes stronger. I don’t just want you as a friend Lena,I want you as my girlfriend,my lover, I want you to be the owner of my life” Mason confessed.

Sometimes I tell myself that love is like flowers, it's stunning at the beginning, and over time, this beauty gives way to decadence. Love can sometimes be misleading, and we no longer recognize it. It's like it never existed. I don't know if Paul noticed that his hands were no longer producing the same effect on me, that my body was no longer electrifying at the slightest second. Sometimes, I tell myself that we should take the time to sit down around a table together, even if it means putting a vase overflowing with fresh roses just like things were at the start of our flame, to encourage us, to tell us that everything can go back but do I want to?

From a one night stand, we spent more than one night at a time, to getting engaged so that she would be free from the demands of marriage. Was our relationship just an obsession? Sex? Or was it what I can call and believe in now? "Sorry ...." I got up from the sofa we were sitting on to reach for the glass of mineral water on the table. Before drinking, I shook my head as I said, "I swear, I'm confused. I don't know what kind of woman I'm in love with." Love? I wasn't even sure what love itself looked like this time. I was increasingly afraid that the people around us would become the next victims of an obsession forced under the pretext of love.

His perfect pink lips and his tanned skin… All fallen right where their supposed to be and with the right amount, their supposed to be. And I catch myself falling for him, again and again and again. Now I understand it from Kendra's perspective. How she was always talking about Joel, like she was obsessed. It’s the feeling of love that looks like obsession. You’re consumed by everything they do and by every part of them. Even the parts of them that they don’t let the world see. That’s how this love thingy works.

"Leave now, I wouldn't want to say something to you I'll regret, please don't interfere in my business, I love you too much to see you cry, I wouldn't want to hurt you with my word, I want no emotional blackmail from you, please leave, I want to be alone" "I understand you "Her response showed her emotions making her voice unstable, she hurriedly walked out of the ward and I could hear the sound of her heels on the corridors as the sound faded slowly away, I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes once again Suddenly, I jerked off from the bed, bowing my head in frustration, pulling my black thick hair, like I wanted it off my head, her teary eyes hunted my imagination like I could see her

So why don't you just accept it? ''''Oh really???? Why should I accept a lie???? It was all a manipulation and you blackmailed me. You are a mean person.'''' ''''I had no choice.. I love you Yukti and You know that. I just....'''' ''''Love??? Really??? No Abhi... That wasn't love.. that was just for the satisfaction of your ego. You couldn't bear me getting married to anyone else and rejecting you so you did this. You are so self obsessed Abhi.''''

"Like recognition. Like meeting someone who understood parts of me I'd never shown anyone. Like danger and excitement and inevitability all mixed together." "Did you love him?" "I thought I did. But love and obsession look similar from the inside." "How do you tell the difference?" "Love makes you better. Obsession makes you smaller. Love builds. Obsession destroys." I took her hand. "What did you feel when you looked at Adrian?" "Curious. Scared. Like I wanted to understand him even though I knew I shouldn't." She paused. "And attracted. Not like boyfriend attracted. But attracted to the idea of him. To what he represents."