M Y Obsession Novels & Stories

"Your voice alone is not enough to make me sleep peacefully." Sara took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "Why are you doing this, Yohan? Why can't you just leave me alone?" "Because I can't resist you," he said, his voice turning husky. "You're like a drug, Sara, and I can't get enough of you." "It's obsession." Yohan chuckled darkly. "Call it what you want, but I know you feel it, too. You can't deny our connection." With the phone still connected, he knew Sara was on the other end, but he remained silent, waiting for her to speak.

I wanted to scream but that would only worsen the situation. I got to my knees and crawled on the wet wooden ground,I crawled to the window where I could see two long shadows,they seemed to be having a conversation, I couldn’t hear Mia but the man's voice I could hear, he sounded worried and distressed. From time to time I saw the shadows come very close like they were holding, I could hear the man's voice rise from time to time. The conversation sounded like a man and his woman having issues.

I dоn’t need іѕ tо ѕреnd аnоthеr mоmеnt оf energy оn ѕоmеоnе whо won’t treat me wеll, but I саn’t hеlр mуѕеlf. Agаіn, I wоndеr аbоut оbѕеѕѕіоn and whу thе tеntасlеѕ rеасh іntо every аѕресt of my lіfе.

"But -" "I do like you Marilyn but not the way you think, I just want to make you mine. I am getting obsessed with you, obsessed with your everything (saying while licking his lips as his eyes roaming on me) I am obsessed with your eyes (caressing my eye lashes) Obsessed with your cheeks (rubbing his knuckles softly on my cheeks as I close my eyes leaning towards his touches) Obsessed with your ears (pinching my earlobes) Obsessed with your neck (caressing the hickey that he gave me, his thumb pressing lightly on that spot, making me whimper ) Obsessed with your lips (rubbing my lips softly as I gasp a little) Obsessed with your chest, waist , thighs (his hands were roaming around my whole b

‎ ‎Or what? Hours blurs as the moon rises high, spilling silver across the forest floor. My muscles ache, my body screams, but I can't stop. Not when Mia hasn't been found. My stomach grumbles for food but what's the point of eating when I don't know if Mia has eaten. Life or it's activities are meaningless without her. She came into my life and turned me into an obsessed being. I don't want to ever return back to being normal, because being normal will mean she's no longer in my life. Obsession is now my normal.

“This isn’t funny, Aston. She’s obsessed with you. Like, weirdly obsessed with you. The worst part is that she doesn’t know it yet. She thinks that her feelings are hate. But I know what they are. I used to feel the same way about my ex. It’s that crazy feeling when you are so obsessed with someone that you can’t breathe, can’t think straight and do stupid things like try to fuck them out of your system.” I knew exactly what he was talking about. I felt the same way all the time with Maddy. Even when I was trying to fuck her out of my system, I just knew that was not possible. She ruined sex with other women for me. No girl comes close to Maddy. Nobody.

I had noticed this the night I went to her house, she was driving me crazy that I couldn’t get enough of her and I had even ended up telling her that she was the best woman I have ever had. Even though I told myself she wasn’t that kind of woman that would use my obsession over her body to get at me, I was still afraid that she would which was why I promised myself that morning when I was leaving that I won’t give her the opportunity to even use it at me. I had started ignoring her from that day, waiting for the day that she would come threatening to expose everything if I don’t give her some amount of cash. I was ready to give her any amount she mentioned and fire her but still get my money

I knew certainly that she was wondering why the heck I was suddenly being calm with her. She nodded her head, continuously as she replied, “Yeah, anytime. Whenever.” So, why can't it be as easy as this? Why can't she let me claim her and get her out of my fucking system? Was it my determination to claim her, and to make her believe that I always got what I wanted that made me so obsessed with this girl I thought would be a one-night stand? This isn't right. I, admitting that I was indeed obsessed—getting this mad because a girl wanted to cut ties with me, just wasn't right.

Jennifer, who was only a year younger than Vicky, had experienced no less than Vicky over the years. Seeing Vicky's interest in the topic, Jennifer spoke up, "Anthony's mother told me that most obsessions aren't from true emotions, but rather a person's deeply ingrained principles. Some people have a strong obsession with certain things, which may be due to experiencing something profound that contradicts their beliefs."

Adam raised his hand, holding the folder. "Be my obsession," he said directly. His mysterious eyes darkened, and he looked at her as if he was dissecting not only her entire being but also her soul. Obsession? What kind of obsession? In the bedroom? Yza swallowed. Wasn't he blatantly disrespecting her in front of her? Obsession? Just an addict? He was going to use her like a drug and then discard her at the end. And the folder he held was some kind of agreement that she wouldn't refuse until he was satisfied? Was it like that?