Love Obsession Books Novels & Stories

"Here you go.." I said as I put two bottles of water in front of Christian. He looked at me annoyed and I smiled. It's been 3 months since I laid my eyes on him and now I'm obsessed with him. I know everything about him, his schedules, his hobby, his favorite food, his favorite drinks and his color along with his family.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

Book name is: Every Thing I Ever Want Author: Diana Wolfe Link: https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/31000110445/Romance/Everything-I-Ever-Want Another book is "Lilibeth's Lover" that is yet to be signed so before I can do that is if yall check it out and bookmark it I swear it's good and im putting so much love in it and I hope yall will feel that too. you can only check it in desktop mode which sucks but give your girl some support will ya? 😭. Take care, stay safe and enjoy the series. Tq Happy Reading you guys and take care:) Love, Diana

My body is craving for him already. This is what I've been craving for. This wildness, this hunger, this possessiveness in the way Nick handles me. It's all I've always wanted. My mind drifts back to the consensual contract I signed. The part where he says 'no love, no emotions' bothers me in a way I don't understand. I don't mind though. I was in a relationship with Ryan for a year. I loved him wholeheartedly, yet he never appreciated it. I think love is overrated. All I want with Nick is this wild passion. It's more than enough. For now.

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.

I state taking a sip of my coffee. “And what is that?” She asks putting her cup down. “How do you know if it’s love or obsession?” I ask quietly staring down at my cup. “Well in my opinion obsession is more about wanting that person physically with you all the time and if they aren't then you feel like things are slipping away. While love is that even if they aren’t with you physically, you don’t feel void, empty, or restless. You still feel at peace, because you know their yours no matter where they are.”

We both catch our breath, and he leans his forehead on mine, giving me one last smack on the lips before saying, "We can wait tonight. Or we can do a quick one right now." "Now," I begged, returning a soft kiss on his soft lips. "Good choice," he says. "I was afraid you're going to let me jerk off before my own wedding." "I could. But I need it, too." Lucas growls and he devours me once more. I reached for his face with my wet hands, and sat up from the tub, my breasts rising from the water. The coolness of the room and the desire that's crawling on my body hardened my nipples, which made my core clench, which made me moan between our kisses.

“Why are you so obsessed with me?” “I’m crazy about you. I … can’t live without you.” “You’d been fine for four years,” said Qeiza.”You’ll also definitely live well for the rest of your life.” “Qei, please … give me a chance!” “Sorry, I can’t make it.” “Why? Do you really hate me that much?” “I’ve floated the pieces of my broken heart in the sea of tears,” said Qeiza. “It’ll be useless if you insist to put them together again.”

“This was supposed to be your Valentine’s gift, but everything went to shit and I completely forgot.” Draven glanced at it, still grinding against her. “What the hell am I supposed to do with a book? Don’t bore me, Selene. I’m so goddamn horny.” He kissed her neck harder, squeezing her breasts. “Calm down,” she laughed, “The gift is what’s inside.” He took the book from her hands. “Her Price, His Obsession,” he read aloud. “What’s in it?” Selene opened to chapters 15 and 16, then passed it back to him.

I need her. I need Lola back to tell me what to do, to chase those demons that are festering and growing inside of my head. I want to hear her voice to drown this madness. I need her or I’m going to lose my mind literary. “Who am I trying to talk to? You are a dead person. You might be standing here in front of me, bleeding, breathing and your heart beating quickly but still dead inside. You know nothing about love or emotions. You don’t feel sad, angry, frustration, or even fear.”