Love And Obsession Novels & Stories

“I belong to no one.” His voice was velvet and violence. “Then why did your heart race when you saw me?” She didn’t answer. Because it had. It still did. He circled her slowly. “You’ve tasted shadow. You’ve drowned in pain. And yet you still reach for light. That’s why I chose you. That’s why I love you.” Her heart stuttered. “You don’t know love.” “I know obsession,” he whispered, brushing a finger over her cheek. “And in time, that becomes love.”

Your partner will be passionate about you and will be supportive as you grow as an individual. • Love fixes, obsession dare not blame. When someone is obsessed with you, everything you do will be "right" even if they don't actually agree with you. According to Sassoon, they might just agree with everything you say and do just to keep you in their life. When it's love, your partner will be honest with you about his own feelings. They won't worry about whether they'll lose you for telling the truth. • Love has space, obsession is only centered on one axis.

My eyes wide as I watch him begging him to say it back. “Do you love me too…?” I ask, feeling a little nervous. He releases my face, his hands sliding down and under my thighs as he lifts me and carries me the remaining steps to the bedroom. “Do I love you?” He breathes the words. “There is love, Lana, and then there is obsession.” I frown up at him. “So you are obsessed with me?” He nods his head, his lips parted as he pants. “Love doesn’t seem strong enough to encompass what I feel for you.” he murmurs.

“Sorry. Carry on.” I sighed again. “Yes, the guy I went on a date with. We’ve spent a lot of time together over the last month and now…he wants more. I want more, but hell, I’m afraid. I don’t want to repeat what happened before. I can already feel it. I’m already more than a little obsessed with him.” “Sometimes love and obsession are one and the same. Sometimes you can’t tell them apart because they’re no different. Love is thinking of someone every day, wanting to be with them all the time, needing to know everything about them. Just like an obsession is.”

He was obsessed with me, he'd said so himself, and for all I knew people tended to get very violent when obsessed. That explained why he saw no reason in hurting me like that earlier. I couldn't just believe it. All along I'd been thinking that I had the perfect boyfriend who loved me and was willing to do anything for me, who even fought for me after another man forcefully took me, but all along he had just been driven by obsession. I'd confused the whole thing. That look in his eyes that I always noticed when he looked at me was not love, but obsession, possession. God, I was so clueless. He'd come to me with the mindset of fraud but then he'd gotten obsessed with me and wanted me for hims

She plucked another herb and laid it neatly into her basket. “Why do you ask what you already fear?” I swallowed hard. “Because I can’t stop loving him. And it’s killing me.” For the first time, Sayora’s movements faltered. She looked up, really looked at me. Her gaze was sharp and her eyes reflected how much she knew. “Love doesn’t kill, Isla,” she said softly. “But obsession does. Guilt does. The bond you’re fighting has taught you to mistake pain for devotion.” I shook my head.

I started reading and I felt chills: “Dear Kim, I have to admit that I have loved you from the first moment I met you, you are intelligent, cautious and passionate, there cannot be a more perfect woman in the world than you. I know you reciprocate too, but you are afraid to accept your love for me, surely you feel that you are not going to be reciprocated and that is why you act like that, nothing is further from reality. I just want you to open your eyes and see that we are meant to be together.”

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.

The man used to watch her bathe like a pervert in the past but currently, the situation was a bit too complicated. Leaning down he brushed a tendril of her dampened hair and gazed at her with a soft smile flickering on his lips. He never realized when he fell so hard for her. He couldn’t think of a single and apt reason why she became so important to him. She was just a key to his success, that was the purpose of this marriage. This shouldn’t have happened but that enchantress warmed her way into his heart without him realizing it. Dylan was also surprised because all he could think of was her. She plagued his mind, body, and soul. He couldn’t think about anything else and when she left him,

the priest told him "You River Romano do you want Sriste Parker as your Lawful wedded wife??" He nodded then said "I Do.....because You're mine and you'll be mine by consent or force ....you're bound to stay under my obsession for life time... even in presence or even after my death you're mine always mine " .......I shivered at his word...it was extreme obsessive words...my hand started shaking....