Magnificent Obsession Book Novels & Stories

" “Excuses. “He says he's afraid that they'll hurt me for being someone important to him or something like that, that there are people who hurt the girls who are close to him and Eliécer.” "Makes sense." I squeeze my forehead. "That?" “Look, when he captured you in that room you should have seen Mag's face,” he puts on a serious face and widens his eyes, as if to say pay attention to what I'm going to tell you, “Mag behaves very strangely, he wants to get everything he wants.” time Aly had, she is obsessed with being like her or better than she was.” Look, the pieces rotated and fit perfectly in the empty spaces, completing my ideas.

HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

"There is a difference. I spent a week watching you from afar, learning the rhythm of your life within a short span, waiting for the perfect moment to pluck you from your fragile little world. Now that you're here, do you honestly believe I'd waste a single second not looking at you?" The sheer, unadulterated weight of his obsession pressed down on me like a physical force. It wasn't just that he had locked me away, he wanted to breathe the same air I breathed, to dominate the very space I inhabited until there was nothing left of my identity but what he allowed me to keep. "I hate you," I breathed, tears of sheer frustration stinging the backs of my eyes. "I know," Karlo said, his voice dro

He pulled back to maintain the intense eye-contact, seeking any sign of lies, but where there was none, he trembled. Not from fear or from heartbreak. But, possessiveness. A strong, uncontrollable one. “Cannot breathe, huh?” The sapphire in his eyes darkened, replaced by a void of absolute, unhinged obsession he no longer bothered to conceal either. “Let it ache, then,” he growled, his fingers gripping my jaw in a commanding force, forcing me to witness the chaos he had chosen himself. “Because Dorian is absolutely right. I am obsessive and extremely selfish to you. And I will never, ever apologize for it.”

He was the picture of urbane concern, his brow slightly furrowed as he listened to the worries of Timothy Fawcett, a man whose wealth was only outstripped by his credulity. “I don’t like to speak ill, Timothy, truly I don’t,” Harper said, his voice a confident murmur that somehow carried to the ears of the other three men at the table. “Jonah Magnus is a man of… formidable intellect. A brilliant mind. But brilliance often walks hand-in-hand with obsession.” Fawcett leaned in. “Obsession?”

"We can't, Nick. You don't know the kind of man my father is. My internship will be cancelled. I'll never get to step outside. You'll never see me again." Nick turns quiet, and I know he's reconsidering. "Then I guess we won't tell him." He says finally. "I'm not letting you go so easily." His words warm my heart, making me smile. "So this is between us." I say. "Besides, I want to know what he wants. Like, why has he made me his target? Who is he? What does he want from me?" "Things like this stem from obsession." Nick answers in a strange voice. "I think he's obsessed with you for certain reasons. We just need to find out why."

“Everything that’ll ruin me.” I smile against his mouth. “Then let’s get ruined together.” His control shatters. His mouth slams back to mine, raw and unfiltered, and I melt into him, knowing this isn’t just about lust anymore. This is obsession. Need. A slow descent into madness with no one left to save us. And God help me, I never wanted saving in the first place. To Be Continued...

UNKNOWN Smack..."If I can't have her, then no other person will get her." Obsession is misunderstood by most people; some think it’s chaotic. Messy. Uncontrolled. It’s not. Not when it’s done right. When it’s real and it’s precise. Careful. Patient. It watches. Learns. Waits and most importantly It chooses.

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

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