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She tapped Dae Hyun’s back a little hard, sending a code for him to let her go. “I’m sorry,” Dae Hyun whispered. “I don’t know why I’ve bad feelings lately.” “I’m alright, Oppa,” replied Qeiza. “I think you’ve pushed yourself too hard to work very late at night.” Qeiza knew well Dae Hyun’s habits. Her adopted brother was just like Ansel. He was a workaholic who didn’t know time when he was struggling with the stack of documents or macbook. “I guessed so,” Dae Hyun agreed. “But, you’ve always bothered my mind. Have you been in trouble?”

I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri

You see, one thing about the word 'obsession' is that it's not really about the feelings or about the way you can't breathe without them by your side.... that would've been good if that was just about the word... but it's the dark side that comes along with it. It's the insecurities of them leaving you... of them getting tired of you, and when you see them with someone else, it just makes you... it makes you want to kill, want to cage them until all they see is you.

CHAPTER ELEVEN PIERCE * * 'Kai, do you know that I can't stop thinking of wanting to carve off your flesh so I can see what's beneath?' There's no emotion more powerful than obsession, and it starts so slowly that you don't even recognize the patterns, and when you do, it's already too late, you're already enthralled in the darkness and deceit of your own making. It started with a simple desire of wanting to know him, but soon, it became not nearly enough.

I need her. I need Lola back to tell me what to do, to chase those demons that are festering and growing inside of my head. I want to hear her voice to drown this madness. I need her or I’m going to lose my mind literary. “Who am I trying to talk to? You are a dead person. You might be standing here in front of me, bleeding, breathing and your heart beating quickly but still dead inside. You know nothing about love or emotions. You don’t feel sad, angry, frustration, or even fear.”

As Steve appraised the girl more closely, he realized that the clothes could not totally conceal the nice figure beneath. Her long dark hair was pulled back in a simple pony tail that hung more than half way down her back. Now and then she would gaze around the food court observing shoppers as they rushed about their business. More than a few times, Steve saw a small smile break out on the girl's face. She seemed bemused by the actions of the crowd. Gradually, Steve realized that it wasn't just the girl's beauty that had so enthralled him, but also her confident, good humored outlook on the world. She didn't appear to take herself, or life, all that seriously. She was comfortable being herse

But nobody saw what happened after hours, when the neon lights "ickered and the air hung thick with secrets. Nobody saw him slip through the back door, the shadows swallowing him until he was nothing but asilhouette against the dim light. Nobody saw him press her against the cold, unforgiving surface of the office desk, the papers scattering like fallen leaves.Nobody saw the desperation in his hands as he pushed her skirt up, the frantic urgency of a man starved for something he couldn't name. And nobody saw how she wrapped her legs around his waist, clinging to him like a vine, her nails digging into his back. Nobody heard the soft, desperatesounds she made, how she bit down on his shoulder

“Now? I probably drink until I forget. Or until I hate him enough to stop caring.” “That doesn’t sound healthy.” I let the silence settle between us. The bar’s dim lights painted shadows on the floor, and my buzz was just strong enough to make everything blur at the edges. I leaned forward again, fingers toying with the condensation on my glass. “You ever get so obsessed with someone,” I murmured, “that it’s not even about them anymore? It’s about how they make you feel. How they pull out the ugliest parts of you, and you still keep crawling back like a sick little dog looking for scraps.”

“Jane is too dumb and probably not his type. He didn’t even see… do you think he saw me here?” “That’s your problem Kylie” Kate sighed. “What?” Max rushed to the library and saw Jane sitting and reading. He calmed his nerves and paced slowly to the book shelf. He grabbed a book and headed to the table. He placed the book on the table and sat quietly on the chair. “Hi” “Hi” Jane forced a smile on her face. Max opened the first page of the book and glared slowly at Jane. “Dead Affection, I guess” he decided to distract Jane.