Obsession Confession Novels & Stories

She knew she was spurting out a lot that night but she couldn't stop herself. She didn't want to bear this burden alone. She wanted to tell him about her insecurities. "Anything else?" Lincoln asked again as his eyes roamed on her small face, he remained in the same standing position while gazing at her calmly as usual. "I-nothing else," West said after a while while looking down at her foot. Lincoln raised a brow "No way! I don't second that" West raised her eyes to look at him "Can you just get this matter of Roman-satan done and over with quickly?? It's-boring"

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.

"What the fuck kind of question is that?" "A simple one," I say, holding his gaze, refusing to back down. "I just want to know. Am I just another body in a long line? Is this 'obsession' you claim to have just temporary? Convenient? Will you lose interest soon and find a new acquisition to be obsessed with?"

I want you to come to our final union as my bride. 'Three more days, my love. Three more days until we're united forever.' 'Eternally yours, Damien' I felt sick. The casual way he talked about murder, about stealing my life, about this twisted version of love he'd convinced himself was real—it was beyond disturbing. "He's completely insane," I said quietly. "He's obsessed," Maya corrected. "And obsession can be more dangerous than insanity. Insane people are unpredictable. But obsessed people follow patterns, fixate on specific goals."

Pretty lies instead of the ugly truth staring them in the face. Cole tilts his head, studying the painting again. Something shifts in his expression—curiosity mixed with something darker. "So what do you see?" My jaw flexes. Heat crawls up my spine just thinking about it. "Obsession," I say. "That sick, beautiful addiction where you'd rather suffocate than let go. They're smiling while the ropes cut deeper. That's not love—that's needing someone so fucking bad you don't care if it destroys you both."

“I didn’t know you cared so much.” “‘Cared’ doesn’t quite cover it,” he murmurs, leaning closer, his voice a whisper that sends a shiver down my spine. “You became an obsession. The kind I couldn’t shake, even if I wanted to.” He pauses, studying me, his gaze penetrating. “And you still are.” The weight of his confession, delivered with such calm intensity, makes my heart pound. “Then maybe it’s time to write it that way,” I say softly, a hint of resolve in my voice. “To show that side of you… of us.”

Goosebumps appeared on my skin making me gulping down as I saw him staring at me with something dangerous in his eyes. "Feel whatever you want for me, but fit one thing in your little mind, you are bound to me forever." He was not saying this but declaring that he will never leave me. “He is obsessed with you” Rania’s voice screamed from the back of my head making me tremble. I looked deeply into his eyes to clear this doubt, but I shuddered furiously when it became more intense. This was really an obsession. ‘He was obsessed with me’ realisation dawned upon me but my stupid tongue slipped before I could stop it "Forever is an illusion"

My euphoria was over and Vic pulled away, as Anya coughed loudly behind him. I felt so embarrassed that I wanted a hole to open up right in front of me, so I can jump in and disappear! Why do I keep doing this to myself?? Why do I keep wanting something I would never get! I didn't have the time recover much as all my friends began to give me presents and wished me once again. Rahul and his girlfriend Pari were the last to wish me.

’d continue to serve a God who killed my parents.” Roslyn grimaced and whimper upon hearing what David said. “I forbid ya to say that,” Roslyn said, standing to her feet. “A light has no function in the daytime, David; a beacon shines only when there is darkness. To discover the light that is within us, we must go through the darkness and when Christ said that he was the light of the world, he was not talking about an external light at the heart of the universe only.” David smiled fleetingly at Roslyn. “Ya still remember the book so well.” Roslyn slightly smiled and nodded her head in response. “I cannot forget Sr. Stanislaus spiritual reflections; ya used to be so in love with her books. I

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