Obession Novels & Stories

I rub my face. " Good night sleeping beauty"They speak on the other side of the line, and only with sarcasm is their voice I can know who it is "What do you want, Luis?"I roll my eyes. It is very unbearable. Luis is a friend of Karla's that I met a few months ago. Since then he has had a strange obsession with me, he always calls me, sends me messages and I've even caught him watching you from afar. It's kind of awkward and weird.

Daniel grabbed his phone and sat on the bed, but still, he couldn't get hold of himself. He grabbed his phone and sat on the bed, but the feeling persisted. It was driving him insane. "What is this feeling? It can't be possible!" he exclaimed, his heart pounding. He got up and went to the wine bar, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a wine glass on his way back to the room. As he poured himself a glass of wine, he paused for a moment, shaking his head in disbelief. "I know myself, and this is not who I am," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "What is this feeling? Am I falling in love with Laura?"

Angioletto's Pov It is considered a deformity to be fixated on a particular person or object. It is a deformity to be narrow minded. It is a deformity to only find psychological fulfillment from just one person. My therapist had so many words to describe my obsessive tendencies. But right now, all I want is to live with that deformity for the rest of my life. My new obsession. A beauty to behold. From the moment I set eyes on her, from dusk to dawn, every day since I’ve had her under my care, she has been imprinted in my DNA.

“They assume I belong beside you.” Halrem’s jaw tightened faintly, because once again, the truly dangerous thing was not obsession. Obsession could be resisted, argued against, dismissed as recklessness or scandal. Normalization was something else entirely. It arrived quietly, settled into habits, reshaped routines until resistance no longer announced itself and absence began feeling stranger than presence.

I had to see Jed’s big dick, I had to see if it was bigger than mine, in all its fucking glory. And it wasn’t some type of competition, or some kind of misplaced one-upmanship. It wasn’t that I was jealous, or curious, or a dirty mofo. It was that I was hungry. I needed to see that cock for my own good, to put to rest the niggling doubts I’d been having at night, the hungry glances that I sometimes threw my partner’s way.

I said. Luca stayed silent. I could see him processing my words. Then he smiled slightly. "It's a good idea, darling. I'll support you one hundred percent." "And you know what else? I already have my first patient in mind." Luca raised his eyebrows. "Who?" I smiled. "You." Luca was surprised and then burst out laughing. "Me? You want me to be your patient?" "I'm serious. You have a serious problem with obsession. You're excessively jealous, you control my every step, you have cameras everywhere, you threaten my friends. That's not normal behavior. They're signs of anxiety and obsessive disorder."

“Because you said he ran from Beth and ran straight to you. He was confused, fighting something. He wants you everywhere, but is it you he’s obsessed with, or is it the escape? The forbidden thrill?” Maya added, more cautiously, “Yeah, Reinna. You said he’s possessive. That’s a red flag. Does he love you, or does he just love the control and the amazing sex you give him? Because if he was fighting it so hard, maybe he’s still fighting the idea of falling in love with his step-sister, and the love he confessed is really just the crazy lust.” The words hit me like a physical punch. I felt all the blood drain from my face.

After a moment, she asked softly, "And obsession?" Cassian's eyes narrowed slightly as he considered the question. "Obsession and possessiveness can look similar from the outside, but they're very different from love, and from each other," he replied. "Possessiveness is a need to control. It's when you want someone to yourself so intensely that you start expecting them to act only as you want, to belong to you in every way."

"Ejakpa bridge? Hmm. That area is filled with gangsters. I know most of them." "Is he a new person in the area? Or do i know him?" "I don't think you know him boss." "I see." Sammy interrupted. "Boss, you haven't said anything yet about that stuff." "Which?" "Odeshi." "Oh! Yeah. That's true. Odeshi needs to take place. We can't trust anyone. Don't even trust your self because no one can be trusted. Understand?" "Yes, boss." They all replied. "One of these days, we would travel to odejim jim. He would activate odeshi on us."

He just believed that women were just tools for pleasure and nothing else. Amelia looked at Damon, trying to get some kind of signal or hint from him. However, the man wasn’t even paying attention. Instead, he wore a cold face and kept typing on his keyboard and looking at the monitor screen. He acted like he was completely unaware of the argument that was about to unfold. Instead, he just continued typing on his computer and didn’t pay attention to the two women in the room at all. He didn’t care what would happen to them, as long as they didn’t disturb him.