Obsessed With Myself Artinya

Andy Alf, a twenty-six-year-old professional multimillionaire CEO of the largest export company in town, obsessed with order, organization, discipline, cleanliness, and much more, is recognized in high society for the way he manages his business and makes good decisions. Camille, a humble twenty-five-year-old girl, graduated from the psychology faculty of a small university, manages to get a job outside her hometown in Andy's company, to take a position in the human resources area, she accepts it far from home, since the pay is quite striking and her mother now requires treatment for cancer. A few days after working in the ALF company, she meets Andy, her immediate boss, who regardless of the fact that he is about to marry one of the most beautiful women in the world show business, becomes obsessed with that girl, taking him to the point of committing crazy things and persecutions, when he finally manages to establish a relationship with her, it becomes a toxic courtship and full of sentimental problems, reaching the point of questioning the sanity of the two of them, can Andy and Camille be together despite their problems? A thousand separations in the same relationship, only one ending.

My wife, Violet Miller, was obsessed with cleanliness. Yet I caught her peeling shrimp for a male intern at a dinner party. I demanded a divorce on the spot. Violet stared at me in disbelief. “Daniel is like a younger brother to me. What’s wrong with looking after him? Are you really divorcing me over this?” My heart ached. Maybe... it was time to let go.

BLURB “You are a danger to my health, AVIANA, let me have you,” Duncan drawled, his hands on my waist, pulling me against his hard member. “I…I… “ i stammered. Even though I knew n was getting myself into dangerous territory, I couldn't stop myself from wanting him. Ever part of my body was screaming for his touch and I could no longer deny his touch. “Tell me yes, let me pleasure your body,” he whispered against my neck,” I moaned out involuntarily and before I could stop myself, I yelled, “Please, fuck me!” Aviana Grey has spent nearly two decades chasing shadows, determined to uncover the truth about her mother’s murder at the hands of the Iron Vine Mafia. After years of preparation, she finally gains the opportunity to infiltrate the Mafia, but her plans take an unexpected turn when she meets Duncan, their ruthless leader and Alpha werewolf. As she delves deeper into their world, she discovers secrets that blur the line between human and monster—and finds herself irresistibly drawn to the one man she’s sworn to destroy.

It began with me waking up one morning and finding myself on a strangers bed , completely naked, a sound I couldn't recognize as a scream came out of my mouth. Marry me .................

My parents used the compensation money from my sister's car accident to buy a four-room house, but they only let me stay in the bathroom. My twin brothers, who were not even a year old, each had their own room. When the twins grew up, they got into a car accident. One of them needed a corneal transplant, the other needed a heart. My parents begged me to donate and save them. When I tried to escape, they betrayed me. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the time just after my sister's death. I sought justice for my sister and myself, and made my parents pay for what they had done.

Prince Arthur is just a child, but he seems to be the only one capable of stopping a cruel dictator from taking over his lands. Alamex maybe only five years old, but this little genius is so obsessed with his peace that he'll do anything to achieve his goals. This story is a translation, the chapters already published can always be changed further. Correction and feedback will always be appreciated.

My name is Aria, so I’ve been told. Last week I was a normal girl about to celebrate her eighteenth birthday. Today I woke up and I can’t even remember my own name. Everyone says I’m not acting like myself but how can I when I don’t remember anything? The touch of THOSE three elicits unfamiliar sensations, can I trust them? Who can I trust if I can’t trust myself? Excerpt: I was shocked. This fine piece of man has never had a girlfriend? “Why not?” I asked him. “I was saving myself for my mate. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you. How long the three of us waited,” he answered. “Waited as in no girlfriends?” I asked. He smirked, “princess, you’re my first everything. Our first everything.” He winked at me when realization hit. Oh my god. We were all virgins. They saved themselves for me. Trigger Warnings: Blood/blood play Murder/death Abuse of a minor/abuse Dubious consent Compelling (the act of forcing one to do things against their will) Violence Attempted sexual assault

My life turned upside down the moment I found out I was pregnant. My infertile husband—Ryan Xavier accused me of cheating, he divorced me, humiliated me, and left me questioning my own sanity because I knew I didn’t cheat on him. My world collapsed all over again when the doctor confessed he made a terrible mistake. He had mistakenly injected me with another man's embryo and the baby inside me doesn't belong to any random person...it belongs to Kian Xavier. My ex-husband Ryan’s twin brother. The richest and most feared billionaire tycoon in the city. Now that I’m carrying his child, Kian isn’t ready to let me go just like that. He offered me a one year contract marriage —no emotions, no intimacy, just protection until the baby was born, with no other where to turn to, I accepted. I swore I’d keep my distance… but every time he looked at me, every time he touched me, my heart betrayed me and I found myself falling for him. Then my ex-husband Ryan found out, the man who once abandoned me became obsessed with having me back. He wanted to destroy what Kian and I had, to remind me that I’d once belonged to him. Then my pain deepened when the doctor revealed another truth. I'm pregnant with twins and they don’t share the same father. One belonged to Kian, my new husband, while the other baby belongs to Ryan, my ex-husband. Now I’m trapped between two brothers—one I should hate, one I can’t resist. Both crave me. Both claim me. Neither is willing to let me go. How would I choose between the man who broke me… and the one I was never meant to love.

When I was young, I saved a fae—charming and extremely handsome. In return, he offered me one wish, and I, lost in romantic fantasies, asked for the strongest wolves to be obsessed with me. It sounded dreamy—until it wasn’t. Obsession, I learned, is a storm disguised as a dream. First up, my stepbrother—his obsession turned him into a tormentor. Life became unbearable, and I had to escape before a mating ceremony that felt more like a nightmare than a love story. But freedom was short-lived. The next wolf found me, nearly made me his dinner, and kidnapped me away to his kingdom, proclaiming I would be his Luna. He wasn’t as terrifying, but when he announced our wedding plans (against my will, obviously), his best friend appeared as competitor number three. “Great! Just what I needed,” I thought. This third wolf was sweet, gentle, and truly cared—but, alas, he wasn’t my type. Desperate, I tracked down the fae. “Please, undo my wish! I want out of this romantic disaster!” My heart raced; I really needed him to understand me. He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry, you’re on your own. But I can help you pick the best one out of them!” How do I fix this mess? Facing three intense wolves: “Marry me, I’ll kill anyone who bothers you!” the first declared fiercely. “No, marry me! I’ll make you the happiest ever,” the second pleaded. “I’ll destroy every kingdom you walk into. You’re mine!” the third growled, eyes blazed. “Seriously, what have I gotten myself into?” A long sigh escaped my lips. Caught between a curse and a hard place, I really just wanted peace and quiet…but which one do I choose?

Did the goddess make a mistake or was I destined to suffer or should I just make a way for myself to be happy. These are questions Jane must answer while she still breathes in order not to make any mistakes or regret living.