Obsessed Novel Novels & Stories

Obsessed. When the door opens, Brynn steps out first, her smile sharp as glass, her body pressing close to mine like she belongs there. Like she wants to be there, and she can’t get enough of my touch. To anyone watching, she isn’t reluctant. She isn’t forced. She looks obsessed. And that’s exactly what they’ll believe

The way a river grew in a flood, using the same channel but filling it with something that no longer resembled what had been there before. The omegas. The killing of them. Not a sudden decision — a gradual one, built from the obsession brick by brick, each brick feeling to James like it was made of devotion. Making Caleb singular. Making Caleb unrepeatable. Making sure that what they had could never be replicated because there was no one else like Caleb left to replicate it with. My past self not knowing at first. Then knowing. The garden. The crying. The words I’d already heard once. What you feel is obsession.

I want you to come to our final union as my bride. 'Three more days, my love. Three more days until we're united forever.' 'Eternally yours, Damien' I felt sick. The casual way he talked about murder, about stealing my life, about this twisted version of love he'd convinced himself was real—it was beyond disturbing. "He's completely insane," I said quietly. "He's obsessed," Maya corrected. "And obsession can be more dangerous than insanity. Insane people are unpredictable. But obsessed people follow patterns, fixate on specific goals."

“Looks like the little princess is getting a taste of real life.” Serena lifted her chin, glaring at them. “Get lost.” The second man, Matteo, smirked, his dark eyes trailing over her form. “Relax, sweetheart. We were just admiring the view.” The third man, Nico, leaned against the wall, rubbing his jaw. “You look cold, bella,” he mused. “Wouldn’t want you to freeze to death.” Serena’s skin prickled with unease. She knew men like this. Had seen them in her father’s world. Men who thrived on power and control.

“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.

~Akara I struggle to fall into an effortless sleep, plagued by flashing dreams...or memories. Through the haze of unconsciousness, I can feel someone's lips pressed up against mine, urgent, desperate. But they are unfamiliar, until my eyes open, and I'm looking at Grey. And just like that, my dream sucks me under. "I could kiss you forever," he murmurs against my lips. My hands wind through his hair, tugging at the dark locks. I pull back, examining his face. "So you've decided then?"

He moaned out holding on to my head like he was in control of the movement of my mouth going in and out of his d**k. I closed my eyes letting more thoughts of Ryan fill my head, taking my mind off the fact that I was refusing to accept that I was slowly getting obsessed With Ryan I mean. And that no matter what I did, whether or not it concerned him, my mind always had a way of letting in memories of him in my head. I'm getting too obsessed… I muttered to myself. This is bad!!…

Lena flipped the letter and saw another writing at the back. Message from author: Hi dear lovelies, I hope you’re all enjoying this novel so far, if you have any complaints of any kind or you’re interested in contacting me you can kindly follow me on I*******m as gabby.vincent.12 and I you can message me on my personal line. W******p 09129236131 By: Gabby Vincent < Dear child, please be safe. I hope you saw this letter on time. Follow this map to find an ancient book owned by Mia,it has all the things to help you grow in strength and wisdom>

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

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.”