Obsession About Someone Novels & Stories

I gawked at her, “What is it to you, Rose? You don't even like him; this is just some crazy obsession that you have.” Veins bulged on her forehead and neck, pulsing with rage. Her gaze was venomous, “You know the worst thing about having an obsession? If I don't have him, nobody can.” I stood up to her, "That obsession - would kill you."

Damian led Nicole into his apartment. She’d kept her head down and hadn’t spoken since he’d picked her up. He’d never thought he could ever feel this broken over a woman, but his chest was caving in. There were millions of pieces of his shattered heart all over the fucking floor, and there was no way to put them back together again. He should never have given in to his obsession with her. Hell, he should never have hired her. He knew she would be trouble the moment she walked into his office, so he should have run the other way and not looked back.

He was deadly serious, staring into the dark recesses of my soul with his dark gaze. I looked up and shivers ran through me at the thought that people might actually be watching us right now. And he wants all these people to know that I belonged to him? What the fuck was going on? Xander's POV. Obsession is a very dangerous feeling and very delicate to play with. Most people are familiar with that addictive poison. They use some simple drugs to drown out the pain and ease their thoughts. On the other hand, my obsession with things had always yielded effective results.

I smirked. “You still haven’t figured it out?” “If he is so obsessed, why did he get married to someone else and broke up with me?” “Obsession comes in many ways,his obsession in a bad way,he doesn’t want you to be with anyone but still wants to hurt you and make you see him as the best person for you, in other words that dude is crazy”. She giggled. “Well he is also stupid enough to think I will really choose him over you, I mean you”.

"Know what? That the girl who has everything wants the boy who has nothing?" "I don't want you!" She looked like she wanted to slap me, but her eyes were anchored to mine. "I hate you. I hate that you're looking at me like this." "Good," I said, reaching down to lace my fingers with hers. Her skin was ice cold, but mine was burning. "Hate is a great motivator. It's almost as strong as what's actually happening right now." "And what is that?" "Obsession." I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear. "There's a car parked behind the equipment shed. No cameras. No Sarah. No Jax. Just a dark corner and a 'disaster' waiting to happen."

He sim- ply existed—a solid, silent presence that commanded attention whether you wanted it to or not. There was a gravity to him, a quiet intensity that set him apart from the rest, like a storm brewing on the horizon. "Rough night?" he asked, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very air between them, pitched just low enough that only she could hear. It was a sound that resonated deep within her, stirring something primal CHAOTIC OBSESSION | 3 and untamed. Alli's mouth quirked in a wry smirk. "Not really. Just slow." She hoped her voice

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.

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

"But she was also... obsessive. When she set her eyes on something, or someone, she wouldn't stop until she got it. She became obsessed with Lucas in an unhealthy way. Adrian leaned forward, every word weighing on him. He frowned, "Obsessed?"

“Yes.” “You knew I was going to research you and prepare to betray you.” “Yes.” “And you hired me anyway.” “Because you’re the only person I’ve ever met who doesn’t need me to survive. You’d survive without me. You’d survive without anyone.” He reached up and touched her face like he was remembering what skin felt like. “And the moment I realized that, I understood I was going to lose my mind if you left.” She understood, in that moment, what obsession actually meant. It wasn’t passion. It wasn’t love in any traditional sense. It was the recognition that someone could exist without you and choosing to make them your reason to exist anyway.