Obsessed Book Summary Novelas e Histórias

What had left him with a lasting impression he would be unable to forget were the gazes of several individuals identified as threats of the highest order. The gazes that even now he could remember all too clearly. The gazes that spoke of one thing - the same thing he now found within Levi’s gaze, the same thing that evoked a feeling of profound dread in Trey - Obsession. An overpowering, reckless, fanatical fixation that knew no bounds nor reason. A reckless infatuation from a maniac that would stop at nothing to realize their own obsession, rendering everything and everyone, including themselves, expendable. That focused gaze could only see one thing and one thing alone - the only thing tha

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.

On the other hand, my obsession with things had always yielded effective results. First, it was my obsession with making more money than I could ever spend. I was obsessed with being the best in the game. But lately, all those obsessions seemed like something so laughable, like a child's play compared to the obsession I'm currently growing towards Iris Paige. It's infuriating, irritating, and fucking unbearable. The harsh reality was that I was completely obsessed with her. Addicted wasn't a strong enough word to even start describing what I feel. I could no longer run away from it like I did when I was twenty-three. I've officially hit rock bottom admitting that I'm full-blown obsessed with

It seemed like the perfect time to immerse myself in my reading. I wasn't a romantic woman so the novels that revolved around a love story seemed very boring to me. The book I was reading was suspenseful and I was very intrigued, I was so immersed in the story that I was really scared when my alarm went off. I grabbed my phone and read the reminder. It was time to study. I turned the page I was reading and put the book on my desk.

No, I'm not crazy. There were your hands too. Your hands are used to stroking other bodies. I am perfectly inexperienced, and I think you noticed. I'm sorry and a little ashamed, but can we take the course of things and turn them to our advantage? I don't like to keep the other person feeling disappointed. No one deserves to experience disillusionment. I was not perfect. My actions were nothing like those of an architect who masters plans well. I felt lost, and, at the same time, I loved to get lost and scream in that pillow. It was as it was waiting for me. Besides, tell me, was it intentional on your part? I felt your will to dominate me, and I think it kept me going. I felt like a prisone

Bryan punched in Rolland's phone number immediately and called him, and Rolland told him that he was occupied with a little project and he would try to make it the following day. "Is he really that busy for days now? I feel neglected right now." Bryan murmured after disconnecting the phone call. Bryan felt stuck in one place and couldn't do anything for himself. He was limited to some things and he found them boring, so he decided to go clubbing that night. Bryan lounged on the plush sofa in the guest house, scrolling through his phone for what felt like the hundredth time that evening. Boredom gnawed at him like a persistent itch, urging him to break free from the dullness of the quiet gues

“Okay, look, I’m thrilled for you, seriously. You deserve to be happy. But I have to ask the hard question, Reinna, and you need to think about this.” I nodded, bracing myself. “Go ahead.” “Did he say he loves you before or after he realized you were the only one who didn’t want him just because he’s handsome and rich? Did he say it before or after the sex got this wild?” Sarah asked, her voice gentle but firm. “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?”

Her eyebrows arch as she moans softly in her sleep. “Hmm.” I smile, her soft sound reminding me what we were doing before we heard the gunshots. “That was a waste.” I murmur. I almost got a taste of one of the fantasies I have been silently wanting for years. Mel soft lips wrapped around my dick. I shudder at the thought. “Who knows? Maybe, I would have satisfied this… this obsession, and gotten you out of here, far from this crazy world I brought you into.” Staring at her face, I climb in the space next to her and lie down, wondering if I would actually be able to let her go in the end.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?