Obsession For Someone Novels & Stories

These past few days have got me reflecting quite a bit. I’m so desparate to find the good Samaritan to thank her, but Jake and his team have turned up very little information. I suppose it was to be expected with no leads to go on. It would be like finding a needle in a haystack. I think about the good Samaritan several times a day. The more I try to remember, and the more I try to recapture that feeling of safety and comfort, the further the memory seems to slip away. It’s starting to become an obsession.

What if someone was playing a trick on her? "I've been here for a long time, but it seems the interview won't be ending today as we're so much," the girl said. "But you know, most of the girls here aren't here for the job" Hailey turned to her. "Really? Then what?" "They're here for the CEO. Heard he's a wealthy Billionaire and a womanizer, I guess they came here for him to notice them" Hailey shook her head in pity. "Some girls can be pretty jobless at times" she muttered.

“I sure have I guess I will leave you to it I know you’ve got a lot on your plate at the moment. Don’t forget it’s movie night tonight 6pm and pot luck dinner I will see you then” She turns and walks out my office and I can’t help but admire that tight plump muscular ass of hers I moan at the thought of her naked under neath me bare skin against bare skin. My wolf pipes up “you’ll regret this our mate isn’t too far away now we need her she is fated to us for a reason as Esme is fated to another. Our mate is the other half of our soul don’t play a hand in the fates it’s not meant to be you need to let her go stop being so obsessive it’s not a healthy obsession”

He does scare me but I refuse to show my fear. “And what if that obsession of yours will fade?” I contended, rage illuminating my entire being like a bright white light. I know how obsession works very well, but once that phase will be over. Then, I’m good as nothing but a toy he’s done playing with. And what next? He’ll discard me like I didn’t even exist in the first place. Obsession is a dangerous thing. It can make a person do anything, and by “anything,” I mean the most unbelievable of behaviors.

"You know I'm dangerous. That I've killed. That I'll kill again to protect what's mine. You know I'm offering you a deal that serves my interests as much as yours." "Then why would I agree?" "Because underneath all of that, you know one more thing." His hand came up, tangling in her hair. "You know that I will never let anyone hurt you again. Not Dante. Not Castello. Not anyone. You're mine now, Elena. And I protect what's mine." The possessiveness should have terrified her. Instead, it sent heat pooling low in her stomach. "This is insane," she whispered. "Yes." He leaned in, his lips a breath away from hers. "But you're considering it anyway."

She raised my chin up when she saw I was about to coward in her presence “ And where is the fun in that, huh? Why do you think I was eager to kidnap your kids___?” I gazed into Deborah's eyes, staring deep in the depth of the demon she had become all because of her obsession for Michael. I never knew obsession was real but with Deborah, I could finally understand why it is treated as a mental disease. I shake my head, to rid myself of those thoughts as I raise my lips about to answer her questions when she stopped me from providing the answers herself

Third person Jeremy was seated by the side of Lenas bed holding her hand in his, he had refused to take his eyes off of her the entire time. “Are you sure there is nothing that can be done??” Black asked the specialist. He stared at the state of his son,he understood exactly what he felt as he had been in such a state before, he had almost lost his mind but there was Jeremy who was standing strong for the love of his life waiting for her. “All the tests prove she is healthy, nothing seems to be wrong with her,I have even consulted Magic but instead it rebounded as you can see I might be caused” the specialist explained.

“I think sometimes people don’t realize how deep they’ve fallen into it. It starts small—checking their social media, driving by their house ‘just to see.’ But over time…” He sighed, the sound heavy with the weight of experience. “It can escalate. The person might start following them or showing up unannounced, thinking they’re being romantic or that it’s a sign of how much they care. But that’s the thing about obsession—it warps your perception. What you think is love or concern might actually be… something darker.”

UNKNOWN Smack..."If I can't have her, then no other person will get her." Obsession is misunderstood by most people; some think it’s chaotic. Messy. Uncontrolled. It’s not. Not when it’s done right. When it’s real and it’s precise. Careful. Patient. It watches. Learns. Waits and most importantly It chooses.

Angioletto's Pov It is considered a deformity to be fixated on a particular person or object. It is a deformity to be narrow minded. It is a deformity to only find psychological fulfillment from just one person. My therapist had so many words to describe my obsessive tendencies. But right now, all I want is to live with that deformity for the rest of my life. My new obsession. A beauty to behold. From the moment I set eyes on her, from dusk to dawn, every day since I’ve had her under my care, she has been imprinted in my DNA.