Love Obsession Stalking Novels & Stories

"So then why don't you give me the same option that you gave the other girls and leave me be." "I did at first but you kissed me without my permission," she saw his gaze lower to her lips, "And now I am obsessed, and the only way to get rid of that obsession is to indulge myself in it until I don't want it any-more because you know what they say Alissa too much of a good thing can be a bad thing." "So what you are saying is that you want to use me? And there shouldn't be a no strings attached relationship?" "Yes," Aron replied.

Will I continue to pine for her pussy? I plan to see Jade tonight and try to have a good time. I desperately need to let Tonya go, but the thought of another man touching her drives me insane. All I wanted to do last night was fuck her until I knew she would be too sore to even think about another cock. What the hell is wrong with me? I am not going to think about her or text her for at least a week. After that, I will see how I feel about her. Is this love or obsession or lust or something else? I do not know how I feel.

“Three days ago, you threw the worse touches of sarcasm and hurtful words at me. Now I found out that you’ve been stalking me for years. What worse could be the next on your list? You’re a sick son of a bitch!” “Don’t diagnose me, River. I’ve seen doctors, and they’d never seen me having psychopathic tendencies. I am sure as hell had nothing to do with sickness. Maybe I’m mad or obsessed with you, but it’s because I couldn’t get you out of my mind the first time I saw you. The first time I kissed you. I have no bad intention of being your stalker. I might have been feeling guilty because of what I did, my family ruined your life, and I couldn’t do something to help you or get closer to you.

Seeing her texts and calls, but intentionally ignoring them, it broke my heart severely. Every fiber of my body wanted to be close to her, but I couldn’t. So I settled to just stalking her. I drove through her dorm, just to catch a glimpse of her. The first time she walked past, without knowing I was parked at a distance, watching her. She was bundled in a coat, her hair pulled back with a textbook pressed against her chest. She looked smaller than I remembered and sadder. I watched her from across the street, just long enough to make sure she was okay.

I had some dirty secrets of my own, and a past I wasn’t proud of. I was part of a Mafia family. A family of organized crime. But God help me, even though I had my own skeletons in the closet… If I’d have known that Sapphire was going to betray me in the worst fucking possible way, I would have torched that bitch and left her to die the first time I ever laid eyes on her. I would have disposed of her without a second fucking thought, and then moved on with my life without looking back. It takes more than a pretty girl to bring me to my knees. The more I push, the more she pushes back. Sapphire is a challenge that I’m not used to, but she needs to learn a thing or two about loyalty.

ROBERT Was I a creep? A weird stalker? An obsessed man in love with a woman who barely knew it? Per se, I wasn’t necessarily a creep, nor was I weird, but I was stalking Renee, and I was madly obsessed with her too. As I watched her get into the cab, her eyes darting about in fright, my chest tightened. I didn’t want her to be afraid of me, and I knew by now she’d know it was me sending the gifts.

He slid inside smoothly, her wet heat providing plenty of lubrication. He made her so turned on, and she couldn’t understand what it was about Shane that drove her over the edge. He was fucking nuts, with a scary intensity that disturbed her as much as it thrilled her. When he began to thrust in and out of her gently, her eyes widened when she realized she actually liked being the object of his secret obsession. Could she really be flattered by his stalking? Yes, it was creepy and disturbing, but it was also kind of sexy to be the woman he wanted so badly that he would do anything to get her.

She used to do make-up , prepare herself, wear sexy night gowns but everything was total rubbish to me . I tried to bear up with her for a while but when l saw Harriet the receptionist all my moods towards her changed . Everytime Harriet walked in my office in her tight short skirt , she could make it clear that she wants me . Everytime she walks in my office , she goes under the table and pulls my dick out . With her currently pleasuring me , l know it that l should feel awful for what I'm doing to Alexa but l don't . I was now obsessed with cheating and l caredless .

"First off, I am married. Secondly, what I do with Ethan is none of your business." He walked up to me. His nose brushed mine. My heart skipped. "Every day, my attraction towards you gets deeper. It's safe to say I am obsessed with you, Lydia." My heart pounded. I moved away. "David, please leave. We are done, and there is nothing I can do about it. My heart belongs to someone else." I looked away, even though my heart said something else. I wasn't ready to break my walls for a man who betrayed years of my commitment to him. I was done.

Liam said calmly, “you’ll never struggle again a day in your life.” The rain poured harder around them. Her heart pounded nervously. Nothing about this felt normal. But nothing about Liam Dawson felt normal either. “What’s the catch?” she asked quietly. For the first time, something dangerous flashed inside his gray eyes. Possession. Obsession. Hunger. Then he said the words that would destroy her entire life. “You will belong only to me.”