Love Obsession Stalking Novels & Stories

“Okay, spill. What’s really going on in that overthinking brain of yours?” Before I could respond, she snatched my phone off the table and shifted to sit next to me, her eyes gleaming. “Okay, let’s stalk Dino Alessandro,” she said, practically vibrating with excitement. I opened my mouth to protest, but Jessica was already swiping through my I*******m. Dino’s profile popped up first, as I had left it open from earlier. My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly masked my reaction. “I see someone’s already doing the stalking,” she teased, raising an eyebrow and grinning. “Caught red-handed.”

She asked after a while. "Who?" Hailey asked. "Him, I mean..." "I don't and I don't ever wish to know anything about him. All I know is that he's a stalker, can't believe he followed me here" Hailey said. Lilian smiled. "By the way, you're beautiful. So beautiful" she complimented "Thank you" After Hailey was done calculating the things she bought, Lilian paid for them and then bade her goodbye before leaving the store.

"You took everything from me. What do I have now? Money? All right? Success? I would give all this in exchange for my baby! I would give anything in exchange for never having met you, and I know that if that girl knew that I was like her first of all, she would never get involved with someone like you. If she knew I was on your side while you were sinking into alcohol and drugs, I doubt she would still be all bouncy walking through that company. I'm sure she has no idea how stalker and disgusting you are. I doubt she knows what you do when you can't control each of our steps, or have you not yet hired an investigator to follow each of her steps, as you did to me?” I swallowed it dry. I could

* I muttered, *"that was just survival instinct." She leaned back, chewing on her pizza. *"Do you like him?"* *"I don't… dislike him,"* I said quietly. *"I'm used to him. He's a routine. A constant."* Diana stared at me with soft, concerned eyes. *"Marriage isn't a routine, Lily."* *"I know. That's why I'm asking you. Because you're the best person to give me advice on this."* *"Well,"* she continued gently, *"he respects you. In his own… weird, grumpy, socially-inept way."*

The intensity in the room was palpable as all eyes turned towards him, awaiting his next words with bated breath. "I'm Sebastian. I have loved Charlotte for years," he admitted, his words cutting through the tense atmosphere. As he spoke, he revealed the unsettling truth - that he had been stalking me, capturing videos and photos without my knowledge. A chill ran down my spine at his words, the realization sinking in that I had unknowingly been the target of someone's obsessive fixation.

A stranger who had broken her trust, her whole world, and stripped her of the freedom she had so desperately tried to hold onto. Memories crashed into her like an unforgiving tide. The way he had touched her forcefully against her will, the way he had whispered words of love while caging her like a possession, the way he had looked at her with obsession rather than devotion. Every lie, every broken promise, every moment he had twisted her love into something suffocating burned through her mind like a scar she could never erase. This wasn't love. It had never been. "No..." She uttered as her lip quivered.

"I do all this out of love for you. I don’t want her near you. She causes nothing but trouble. I want her to leave us alone so we can be together." I was surprised when I heard this. "Rose, consider what you are doing. You claim we love each other, yet are you doing this out of love? Are you stalking her and frightening her and then stating it is all out of love? That’s not love. That's an obsession." She drew nearer and addressed herself more forcefully. "You don’t realize! I’m doing this for our future. I won’t let her spoil what we share. I’d do whatever it takes."

i knew that she would also accept me too. till then i had to keep my excitement into me..if i showed her that how horny i was for her ...she would be scared.. i would wait for her...but she would remain my lovely wife.... thinking her as my wife sent my spin a electric shock...." aaaaah...River...why did you become like some rendom love puppy " my concious mocked me.......i said to my concious that i love her so much that's why... Sriste's pov

I squeeze, feeling the paper crumble beneath my fingers. I always love that power of feeling in control. This obsession needs to stop, it’s seven in the morning and all I want to do is catch a glance of Devon, he hasn’t been responding to my calls and it makes me fucking bitter. Stalking is illegal, but I don’t care, I play by my own rules. Devon leaves for work super early, so I hope I am in time.

He just wants to own me. He wants to use his care to bait me to accept his obsession. He doesn't care about what I feel, he just wants to claim me and satisfy his obsession. He claims he loves me but rather he's putting me in a cage, controlling every one of my movements. He wants to have a say in every single thing I do, telling me who to talk to and who I shouldn't, continually stalking me. I'm a prisoner trapped in his web of obsession. Suddenly the room feels like it is closing down on me, I feel suffocated.