Obsessed Or In Love Novels & Stories

“How do I tell the difference between love and obsession? You were obsessed with Heather, even though we all warned you that she was still in love with her ex. And now you’re with Becky, so what is the difference between how you felt for Heather and how you feel for Becky?” “Heather was an obsession,” he agreed thoughtfully, “but I didn’t realize it at the time. Looking back and comparing it with what I feel for Becky, the two feelings are so completely different, it’s like comparing apples and oranges. With Heather, it was all about satisfying my urges, and my needs. I thought about her all the time and I thought that was love but it was more like an internal monologue that had gotten stuck

An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.

“That’s not a problem. We have a long time together. If that bastard could make you feel something after everything he did to you, then I’m sure, I’ll make you fall for me. No matter how long it takes.” A shiver ran through her spine, as a mixture of fear and disgust bloomed in the pit of her stomach. “You’re sick.” She hissed. “So much so that you can’t tell the difference between love and… obsession.” “Love, obsession, limerence, they are all the same thing.” He told her. “It’s a desire that is so strong, that it can’t be suppressed. It’s the kind of feeling that can cause a person to do things that are otherwise deemed unreasonable and unacceptable.”

I state taking a sip of my coffee. “And what is that?” She asks putting her cup down. “How do you know if it’s love or obsession?” I ask quietly staring down at my cup. “Well in my opinion obsession is more about wanting that person physically with you all the time and if they aren't then you feel like things are slipping away. While love is that even if they aren’t with you physically, you don’t feel void, empty, or restless. You still feel at peace, because you know their yours no matter where they are.”

I care I never stopped loving But you’re with another I would have stolen you But my heart is heavy and alone My Prince Charming The one I love Where is your heart?? I have searched a million miles but never found your heart Heart Broken :- by- Gabby Vincent ********* (Cassie's POV) “My love, I won't let anything happen to you!” The voice said, filled with love and concern,it was gentle and sweet to the ear,that I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in to hear more.

“You’re winning if it’s a competition. You have two and she has none.” “It isn’t a pissing contest.” I can’t help but stare in her direction. Jealousy pulls at me when I see how some of the guys with Connor are giving Care little glances. With long blonde hair that has red streaks scattered throughout, she’s a curvy thing but feisty as a colt. I take in the creamy pale skin, intelligent mossy green eyes that don’t miss a thing, and that perfect pink bow of a mouth. Yeah, she got under my skin so fucking bad I thought I was going to lose my mind—sleeping with her didn't help like I thought it would. My body and mind were so turned upside down that I told her it was for a bet. But honestly tha

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

"I mean… I could tell you the truth, but you don’t look like you want to hear it." "I do not love her. I just want her. Unhealthily. I’m obsessed with wanting her. I’m obsessed with thinking about stuff I could do to her. With her." "Is that what you think it is?" "It’s what I know it is. It can’t be anything else."

Instead, it made her pulse race with an excitement she didn't fully understand. As Timothy helped her into his car, Nicole couldn't shake the feeling that she was falling into something she might never escape from. And the most terrifying part was that she wasn't sure she wanted to excape from it at all. Timothy Cole was becoming an obsession, and she was powerless to resist his pull. But what Nicole didn't know was that for Timothy, she already was an obsession-one that had started the night he'd claimed her completely, and one that he would never let go.

"If it's not love, then it's probably an obsession that will make you end up falling in love." "I disagree with you guys. But I'll know what I want after I've had my way with her."