Love And Obsession Novels & Stories

“If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home” Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct. But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.

She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face Or maybe she wanted to taste it. Damn him. Damn her. Enzo clapped his hands togracingether. “Alright, lovebirds, let’s focus. We’ve got an empire to burn down.” Serena’s heart was still . She could not allow herself to be in a bigger trouble because she had always been drawn to dangerous men and Lucien is top in that list.

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.

His eyes darkened, sharp as glass. “You think this is about ownership?” he said quietly. “It’s about survival. You don’t see it yet, but you will. The world out there doesn’t care if you collapse. Doesn’t care if you disappear. But I do. I always will.” Adrian’s throat tightened. “That’s not love. That’s obsession.” Evan leaned forward, voice low, intimate. “Love is obsession. Anyone who tells you different has never felt it.” Adrian stood abruptly, gathering his things. “This ends now.”

“Love does not kill like this.” James said nothing. “That is not what love is.” The voice got quieter, not louder, which somehow made it land harder. “Love is what those two alphas has for me. That is love — something that sees you and chooses you and doesn’t need you to be the only one of your kind to feel safe. That is love. What you feel—” a pause, and I felt this moment through the bones of my dreaming self, felt the weight of it settling into something permanent, “—is obsession. That’s what this is. Obsession. And obsession dressed in the right words still kills people.”

The pain she felt was never got at her parents' home. From the moment she fell in love with Gabriel, she received only pain and humiliation. Her mother has always suggested not to go for Gabriel, but her love has become her obsession. Addicted to keeping Gabriel only for herself. A desire to be Gabriel's queen. “Don't worry Gabriel, Jennifer will always be with you but that doesn't mean I will tolerate anyone around you. I will not tolerate your affection for another person. I don't know why you are treating that maid so warmly, but it will be alright till sex, just don't let her live.

“That’s not love. That’s” “Obsession?” Alessio’s mouth curved, slow, dark, a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. His voice was ice dragged over fire. “Good. Because love is weak. Obsession lasts.” The words dropped like chains around Noa’s chest. Before he could argue, Alessio was on him. No warning, no space to breathe. His hand slammed against the mattress right beside Noa’s thigh, making the frame jolt. His other hand caught Noa’s jaw, fingers digging in until it ached. His mouth crashed down, teeth cutting his lip, tongue forcing its way in, a kiss so deep it burned.

Something even I didn’t admit aloud. “You were never supposed to be mine,” I said slowly, deliberately. “But the moment I saw you, the moment I heard you curse my name like a prayer—I knew I couldn’t let you go.” Her lips parted, disbelief warring with anger. “That’s not love. That’s obsession.” “Yes,” I agreed without hesitation, my voice smooth, dark. “Love isn’t pure. It doesn’t save. Love destroys. And what I feel for you, Selena… it’s ruin.”

He saw her everywhere. He needed him the most. And he knew if he left her then his whole world would be crumbled into pieces. He can't take another step in his life without her. He was so dependent on her. So much. That he himself did not have an idea. Still within him resided an unhealthy obsession for her. But not it was overpowered with love. Her absence had made him realize what love was. He loved her. Truly. Passionately. Hopelessly. The only woman who managed to grasp his heart in her claws. He knew he can either crush his heart into pieces and kill him or just deal it with care and give him life. It was all in her hands.

Now he had to rely on something else to keep the one he loved beside him. Even by force. Even if that meant binding them with a magical contract. Even if that meant placing chains around their neck. Even if that meant locking every door and every window. So tell me, dear reader... If you were the one who had been wronged, would you forgive the one who hurt you... Even if they loved you? Even if they were willing to literally die if you asked them to? Would you accept becoming the victim of their obsession... Their possessiveness... Their twisted love?