Obsession Falls Novels & Stories

She doesn’t need to try for these male leads to fall head over heels in love with her. Cassie stared at the folder with a scowl, but her face beamed at the comments. She held her phone and deleted the data right in my face. “Poppy, save your idiot’s guide to yourself. It’s not for me. “Watch and learn. I’ll have Camden under my spell. He’ll be smitten with me, even if all I do is talk about SpongeBob SquarePants.” Not the least bit upset, I smiled brightly. “Good luck to you.

He leans a little too far to the right, in danger of crashing into the cold storage, and I grab his elbow. He takes in a deep breath, his chest rising as he gasps for air. “Shit, Care. Don’t feel so good. Do you…can you…” Before he can finish his sentence, his eyes roll back in his head and he slips straight down to the floor of aisle 9. FML.

"Don't! Don't make noises, and Don't panic,'' I warned them. We stood back to back in an attacking position. I was the oldest one here. All three of us were omegas. And I couldn't even shift properly. I wasn't even sure if I could use the pack link or not. " June, Cathy, try to use the pack link and ask for help." "I'm trying already. Seems like we are not in the range anymore," Cathy said. June was already terrified. She was almost trembling. Cathy was on the verge of crying as well. "We can't make it like this," I told them. "You two need to listen and calm down." But nothing was helping. They were getting more and more panicked. The appearances were becoming visible quickly.

“I… I don’t want you to stop. Not ever.” His hands went to my waist, pulling me close. “Good,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “Because I’m obsessed with you. Completely. And I will show you exactly what that obsession means tonight.” Back at the penthouse, we didn’t wait. Every kiss, every touch, every whisper became a battle of possession and surrender. Sebastian’s hands memorized me, claimed me, burned into me with the intensity of his obsession. I responded in kind, trembling under his control, craving every moment, every edge of danger and desire.

But now he spoke like a man ruled by obsession, ensnared by his own emotions. --- Deep down, Raga knew the truth. Devandra wasn’t only fighting Arga. He was fighting the shadows of himself—his fear of loss, his gnawing obsession, his hunger for absolute control. But no matter what he might say, Devandra no longer listened. “Go, Raga,” Devandra said at last. “Do what I command. And never try to stop me again.” Raga bowed stiffly and left, his steps heavy, each one dragging like lead. He knew the path Devandra had chosen was perilous, and if it continued this way, not only their enemies would fall—Devandra himself would collapse under the weight of his own obsession.

I swallowed, shaky fingers drawing on his chest. “But isn’t that obsession?” “I am obsessed with you Principessa.” He breathed out, looking so relaxed and so handsome. “But what if that obsession runs over? What if you wake up one day and you realize all the flaws that you can’t stand but had not been seeing because you were misled by your obsession?”

"And now I have the urge to hunt. Someone needs to get punished." A breathy chuckle escaped Calix. He shook his head as an exasperated grin tugged at his lips. "Shit," he muttered under his breath. He had always known Adrian was capable of great things, but this? This was a whole new level. This was the first time he saw such obsession in his eyes and just for a mere woman.

I say cautiously, “then good for him. He deserves to be happy. All he ever does is work.” “An obsession?” Star asks, tilting her head toward Sasha. Her question hangs in the air, her tone pressing for more. “Yes,” Sasha snaps, her eyes flashing with something I can’t quite place. “An obsession. That thing where you fixate on someone or something, obsess over it, let it consume you until it destroys your entire life. That kind of obsession.” Her laugh rings out, sharp and humorless, like she’s sharing some inside joke that only she understands. But beneath it, there’s something darker—jealousy. It’s faint, but it’s there, simmering just below the surface.

I always knew Alex is a smart dude, but I never really tapped into his knowledge. “Now Alex, what is obsession?” He cleared his throat once more bad went on. “Obsession is a constant or repetitive analysis of something to a point where it becomes very unhealthy, one way to know it's obsession is ; it fuels your ego, it fuels your desires in a dark way, and it starts to become unhealthy, you can't seem to let them go, but love, is the strength to let go because you love them and know they don't owe you anything not even their life!”