Love And Obsession Novels & Stories

Why did love have to be this complicated? ***

"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

With no space to go further back,she stopped. I moved closer to her ..Man ! The smell of her..She smelled like a fresh flower..My inner bee is so eager to devour that flower.. My breath is giving goosebumps to her entire body..She started biting her lips in nervousness..Shit Riya!! I badly wanted to do that for her.Lust is currently overtaking my mind..That lips belong to me and only i have that right.. This thought reminded me of yesterday's incident on which Riya smiled for that piece of shit...

RIVER How do you feel when someone you love deeply chooses his best friend over you? How worse can it be for me? Now, I am almost losing my sanity but everything changes when I find myself in an unknown room and my heart dies in my chest when I see my ex's favourite biker — the one he has always been obsessed with, in between my legs and a dark glint on his lips. *** A big smile crawls up my face when Ryker's message pops up on my phone's screen.

Her breathing started to stop. Then he released her. "You'll be confined to your room from now on," he said. "Ok" Her lips were trembling. He leaned on her neck, took a deep breath and began to take off her scent. Her scent was driving him crazy. He became intoxicated. It was the scent of his blood that was pressing his mouth. He put his hand over his mouth and barely backed away. "Go from here…Go" he roared helplessly. "I don't want to hurt you please go" He was helpless and backed away. He was restraining himself with his hands on his mouth. This desire had never been so strong before today. This girl was very special.

She went still. “With you,” I murmured, “there are no lines. No laws. No limits.” Her breath stuttered, it was subtle, but I caught it. That hesitation. That flicker of something buried too deep to name. She hated what I was saying. Hated that some twisted part of her responded to it. “You think obsession is love?” she asked, her voice tight. “No,” I answered, deadpan. “Love weakens men. Makes them cautious. Hesitant.”

Obsession demanded Maxwell love me back, regardless of what that cost him or anyone else. I’d spent years choosing obsession over love, and now I’d lost everything—including the right to call what I felt for Maxwell love at all.

Lovelyn said. "You did, you stole my man from me, you took Richard from me and I hate you for that, I hate you for rubbing it on my face how so in love you are with him, I hate you for showing off how precious you are to him and I'm tired of it" she shouted as Lovelyn almost got afraid because of her obsessed nature, she has read many a times about being obsessed with someone and how far the person can go just to be with the person. Fear creeped into her at the realization that the obsessed lady in front of her might actually kill her just to achieve her aim. Lovelyn's POV,

“I watch you sleep and my chest aches with how much I need you breathing beside me. I’d burn the world down just to keep you safe. I’d kill a thousand times over if it meant waking up to your eyes on me.” “You’re not my captive, babygirl….. you’re my reason for existing. My wife. My everything. Please… let me show you how deep this goes. I’m obsessed, yes. Madly, dangerously so. But it’s love. Twisted, dark, all-consuming love that would destroy me if you left.” Tears stung my eyes. My heart raced so hard I felt dizzy. Part of me- the foolish, aching part wanted to give him that chance. To believe the sweet vulnerability in his voice, to let his obsession wrap around me like a dangerous embr

"They'll both realize you're not worth the trouble you bring. The family drama, the scandal, the chaos that comes with your baggage is not everyone can handle. And you'll have nowhere else to go but back into my arms. Won't you?" I stared at him, my heart pounding, and suddenly something clicked into place. Something about the way he was looking at me... not with love, not even with genuine desire. He looked at me like he wanted to possess me. With Obsession. His need went far beyond normal emotion. "Why are you so obsessed with me, Chase?" I asked, calmer but more pointed. "This can't be love. This isn't what love looks like. Is it the money you're looking for? My father's business connecti