Obsessed Novels & Stories

I made sure she didn’t see me, but I was desperate for just one peek at her. * * * Then I got angry at how distracted she made me, but I couldn't stop myself. I’ve become obsessed like nothing else before, and I have to have her. I have to be near her. My actions may make me seem crazy, but at this point I’m already all in. What’s a little crazy on top of it?

“I think sometimes people don’t realize how deep they’ve fallen into it. It starts small—checking their social media, driving by their house ‘just to see.’ But over time…” He sighed, the sound heavy with the weight of experience. “It can escalate. The person might start following them or showing up unannounced, thinking they’re being romantic or that it’s a sign of how much they care. But that’s the thing about obsession—it warps your perception. What you think is love or concern might actually be… something darker.”

I’m about to tell her to stop talking and call an ambulance when he speaks, his voice low and husky. “You’ve been wanting to slap me for years huh,” he mumbles as he struggles to push up on his elbows. “What the hell is an oaf? Who talks like that?” “It just came to me. I think it means crazy big guy. Seemed appropriate. Are you okay?”

"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.

The thought of that doesn’t sound peaceful, it’s wrong, Disruptive but wrong. My chest tightens sharply and I stop breathing for a second too long. No! I force air into my lungs, each breath controlled, measured. As I Inhale again and hold before exhaling out. I press my thumb harder into my palm again until the sting cuts through the noise in my head. This is irrational. This attachment is spiraling into obsession. I don’t like that word, Obsession implies lack of control and i’m always in control. So why won’t my thoughts slow or obey!

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."

It never ends well. Obsession is lethal. It creeps in quietly, wrapping itself around you like comfort, but it suffocates in the end. It erases who you were and replaces it with hunger. If I stay, the person I am will disappear, replaced by someone who longs for a violent man, a sadistic killer. Obsession has never been a good trait, and this one terrifies me more than he ever could. More than what happened earlier tonight. Being locked in that office was horrifying, but this is worse. This feels like addiction, deep and consuming.

People who are obsessed will be easily provoked by emotions because they can't talk to you. • Love full of trust, obsession full of suspicion. Having a partner who cares to know what you are doing and where you are going is a good thing. But there is a fine line between caring and suspicion. For example, if they need to know where you are at all times and who you are with, that could be obsessive behavior. "It's love when they pay attention to your needs," Leikam says. If their "caring" starts to feel overbearing, it's probably an obsession, and definitely something you should talk to them about.

his words rolled out of his tongue while his eyes remained glued with hers which caused a shiver inside her heart because only Ezrene knew what he exactly meant by those words of his. “So….,” he turned his head to look at their professor. “I don't know about harming or ruining but obsession holds the power of strengthening a human's any other emotion whether it collides with love, hate or lust. Obsession makes sure that that feeling reaches its destination no matter what became just like Ms. Soler said…” he turned his head to look at Ezrene again. “Obsession doesn't care about the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immortal, sane, insanity,” Ezrene clenched her palms because she knew his eac

“The look in your eyes says you want more than just partnership.” I rolled my eyes and let out a scoff at the same time. “You just keep twisting my words, man.” I placed my glass down. “I have no interest in Jolene. She just happens to be everywhere. That’s why I’m always talking about her, making me seem like an obsessed teenager.” I shook my head. “No matter how much I talk about her and the whole Beaumont-Whitmore situation, it doesn’t mean that I’ve suddenly started liking her or that I want her back in my life.”