Lethal Obsession Ready Or Not Novels & Stories

Let her feel the violence thudding beneath my skin. “You can never be free, Reina,” I growled. “Not out there. Not in here. You walk out that door again and come back late, I’ll make you pay. You breathe for someone else, I’ll end them. Do you understand?” She shook her head, her voice barely there. “You’re insane.” “I’m obsessed,” I corrected. “There’s a difference. Obsession has purpose. Madness is just noise.” My mouth brushed against her cheekbone, slow, deliberate. “And I only hear you.”

It’s a shadow I can’t escape, no matter how fast I walk, no matter how far I go. And as I walk down the sidewalk, I feel the undeniable weight of something dark pressing against me. The kind of dark that doesn’t just disappear. It lingers. Watches. Waits. And I know, with a certainty I can't shake, that whatever this is—whatever has started—it’s only just begun. Alessandro's POV

Lisa rolled her eyes in annoyance, growing impatient with my hesitance. "Callum, you could have left a long time ago, but you have not. You know you would escape this thing scotch free even if someone did find out, but you are still here. You could go home, find your girlfriend, pull her into bed, and take out your lust on her, but that does not sound like such a tempting offer anymore, does it? You know that what is waiting for you at home will never compare to what is standing in front of you now. Doing that filthy stuff with me will be MUCH more fun. You know that, and you know better than to hook up with me but being bad is so much more exciting. If you were not taken, you would have bee

her voice shivered as that night ran in her mind. "What he did to you?" "He-he-he. All I know is that he is crazy. Wild. Violent. An obsessive enthusiast. He can kill with a flick of his finger, with a flutter of his lash," she kept on saying as if in a trance, "if you g-go against him, he won't kill you but extract your soul. When you are u-under him, around him, you have got no other option but to obey because at the end only that would happen what he had mentioned in the very start. I'm scared of challenging him,"

she said, then Inhaled deeply. "I thought I would make their death quick and easy, but not anymore. All I want now is to watch them suffer unbearable pains as I rip out their hearts. I will watch and revel in their gruesome death, and that Is a promise". "Do whatever you want to do but right now, we need to carry out the sacrifice and not waste a second more because If we delay a day more, then we would have to start the rat race all over again, and we do not want that, not after all the repudiations that have been made."

The winning trumpet broke the awkward silence in the arena. The officials from the brunette's pack stared at their precious lady's corpse with widened eyes. A satisfactory smirk appeared on Zen's face. Claire climbed the stairs to the Luna's sacred throne. But an unrelenting groundhog day was awaiting that no one fathomed. "You people killed her!" suddenly one of the officials from the brunette's pack cried out. Claire halted midway. The man's outrageous scream drew everyone's attention. "You.Killed.Her," the man said, getting enraged.

She probably never expected it, but I need Jordan to carry out my plans even more than basketball could help. Taylor and Rachel's eyes widened in shock as they stared at me. Cairo stood behind me, solid, but I heard the sharp breath. I looked straight into Angela's eyes even as she held her face with shimmering tears in her eyes. I felt… Nothing but anger. “Where is she?” I deadpanned again slowly, but the weight was already settling in. They all kept quiet. “Cool.” I nodded. “Then your parents can come meet me for your fucking ashes.” I raised my gun and shot once at the haystacks near them.

I asked the second I heard her breathing. Her voice was high and panicked. “Someone broke into my apartment Liana. I just got home and the place is trashed. But they did not take anything valuable. They left a message on my bedroom mirror. Written in red lipstick. It says the exact same thing. The Obsession Never Dies. I am scared. What is happening? I thought it was over.” John stepped closer to the phone. “Sweetheart lock yourself in the bathroom right now. Do not touch anything. I am sending security to you immediately. Stay on the line with us until they get there.”

I was considered lethal, a man capable of killing with his bare hands. Lucian eased one last photograph in front of my face. "Sadly, poor Joey didn't make it. What they did to the kid was disgusting and no doubt because of your interference." I clenched my fists, taking several deep breaths as the picture burned into my mind. No. No! I was sick, my stomach churning. Lucian allowed a sneer to cross his face as he slowly eased the photograph onto the table. "I see I have your attention. Now, let's get to the job at hand. Shall we?"

he said, voice steady, “the alpha is dangerous, but he is not invincible. We will find the opening. We will wait, we will watch, and when the moment comes, we will act without hesitation. Nothing will stop us from completing our mission. We survive, we wait, and we strike. That is all that matters.” With that, the assassins settled into their preparations, silent and vigilant. The city moved around them, unaware of the threat that lingered, but the assassins remained focused, united in purpose, and ready for the moment when they would return to claim what they had been sent to accomplish. Their presence was unseen, their planning meticulous, and their intent absolute. They would find another