Obsessed Novels & Stories

And I definitely didn’t stop when I began to sway and my vision tunneled. Because as I said, I am a member of the black cross and those bitches need to see it.

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.

I had noticed this the night I went to her house, she was driving me crazy that I couldn’t get enough of her and I had even ended up telling her that she was the best woman I have ever had. Even though I told myself she wasn’t that kind of woman that would use my obsession over her body to get at me, I was still afraid that she would which was why I promised myself that morning when I was leaving that I won’t give her the opportunity to even use it at me. I had started ignoring her from that day, waiting for the day that she would come threatening to expose everything if I don’t give her some amount of cash. I was ready to give her any amount she mentioned and fire her but still get my money

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

I've only been here a little over two weeks and I feel like I'm losing my mind. I actually lost my mind a long time ago, but now, I was just falling deeper and deeper into insanity and I think it has to do with the fact that I was becoming obsessed with Kitty. I had created this entire thing in my head that I knew wasn't normal but I couldn't stop it. "Because of Kitty," I repeated to Mason once again and he shook his head as he chuckled and moved away, his hands covered in my blood. "Kitty will be the death of you, Prisoner VII," Mason said as he washed his hands in the basin, "you really going through all of this for her? Who's running the drug industry if y

Then reality crashes back in, and I realize what I've just done. What I've become And whatever this sick obsession is...it's not going away anytime soon.

I changed the flowing shower to cold water and let it wash the hotness off my body. Moments later, I was back in the room, dressed and ready to sleep for the night. But every time I closed my eyes, she was all I could see. Every single thing kept reminding me of her. I took different positions, changed my posture countless times, but Caelia still didn’t stop running through my mind. It was like she was a leech that couldn’t be removed. There was no denying it anymore; I was fucking obsessed with her! Good or bad type of obsession? I didn’t know which one, but all I knew was that I wanted her so badly. The obsession kept growing when I tried to stay away from h

I said to them. “So you mean, you are going to give up on her?” Mason asked me. “No… I never give up” I said and took a pause before adding, “The problem is… That I am obsessed with her… And when I am obsessed with something…” “You get that thing no matter what” Dylan completed for me.

Cherry Brentwood’s life changed the night she turned eighteen—caught doing the forbidden while moaning the name of her brother’s best friend. Fast forward to two years later, summer vacation was supposed to be everything she had dreamed of. What she never expected was to spend it under the same room with her brother's best friend, the man with the most seductive gray eyes that she's been trying to forget…and her arch-enemy cousin sister. Xavier Salvatore is a guy who walks in silence, barely speaks, but rather acts in dangerous, mysterious ways. He’s not a saint; He's not an angel. He walks the thin line between good and evil. He is none other than the ghost of the Black

Ethan’s hands twitched on his thighs but he didn’t stop her. She moved through them fast.delete, delete, delete. until the folder emptied. Then she opened his account. The newest post was still live. She handed him the phone. “Take it down. All of them.” He hesitated for maybe five seconds, then started removing posts. Each time the confirmation screen popped up he tapped yes without argument. When the last one vanished he set the phone on the comforter and looked up at her. “I got jealous,” he said. “Every time some guy stared too long I wanted to show them what they couldn’t have. Then it stopped being about them and started being about the numbers. I got greedy.”