Obsession: Her Final Vengeance Novels & Stories

Normally, I wouldn’t be so acquiescent to her telling me what to do, but she’s taller than me, and I use her as a shield, hunkering down next to her as we walk. She stops at a big table right out in the open with a clear view of the arcade, pool tables, and bar. Great, just great—right in the middle for everyone to see. I sigh. “What time did you arrive to score a front-row seat?” “Chi-Os get the best. I aim to please.” Jess is a Type A tornado on her way to Yale to get her doctorate in medicene. We’re nothing alike, but we manage. She thinks I’m a little wild, and I think she has a stick up her ass. She's still my bestfriend anyways.

he whispered, licking her clean as he held her in place. “I can’t…” she muttered as she trembled from the orgasm. But the night was still young. Vince was far from done with her, especially having seen the marks an unfamiliar man left on her skin. Regardless of how difficult it would be for Serenity to cover up, Vince didn’t care. He believes he’s gone mad like Serenity. But that didn’t matter at that point to him. All he could feel was the immense desire he had always felt towards the daughter of his boss.

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''

In fire. In something that challenges her. Breaks her. Remakes her. And I’m going to be the one who does it. Whether she wants me to or not. Because obsession? It doesn’t ask permission. It takes. And I’m done waiting. "Get me her class log in school. I'm done waiting."

"Arzal will never kill you, at any cost but he is capable of killing each and every person you loved and cared about," More tears filled into her eyes because it was true but why? Why her? "But why? Why me?" She screamed at him. "Because he has become obsessed with you and his obsession for you knows no boundaries and limits of sanity," Her soul froze. Her heartbeat dropped. Nicklaus walked towards her and then gazed into her teary blue eyes. "You have become His Forbidden Obsession. A kind of obsession for which he is capable of killing his own self and any other human too," Nicklaus uttered

“But at least I admit what I want. You hide behind this pathetic act of a man scorned, but the truth is, you can’t stand the idea of her moving on.” His jaw tensed, but instead of lashing back, he smirked. “Touché. But obsession is what wins, Rhea. Obsession is what keeps us hungry. And hunger is what gets results.” The two of them sat in silence for a moment, each lost in their own dark thoughts. The bar around them buzzed with laughter and chatter, oblivious to the venom dripping from the booth in the back. On the screen, the news anchor concluded the segment with a sharp line:

Probability of board fracture: 83%. I exhaled slowly, fingers curling around the armrest of my chair. “Then we’ll fracture it first,” I whispered. My voice was deadly calm, but my pulse was a storm of obsession and need. Every move, every strategy, every manipulation—I was doing it all for her. Not for the company, not for pride, not even for revenge. For her. Always her. The red numbers on the screen no longer terrified me. They were just signals, obstacles to be dismantled, walls to be broken down. Emma had underestimated the obsession of a man who would protect what he loved from anywhere, from any shadow.

Let her feel the violence thudding beneath my skin. “You can never be free, Reina,” I growled. “Not out there. Not in here. You walk out that door again and come back late, I’ll make you pay. You breathe for someone else, I’ll end them. Do you understand?” She shook her head, her voice barely there. “You’re insane.” “I’m obsessed,” I corrected. “There’s a difference. Obsession has purpose. Madness is just noise.” My mouth brushed against her cheekbone, slow, deliberate. “And I only hear you.”

She inquired, “I see you’re jealous… what if she’s there? What if she’s the one making me happy? What if she’s the one willing to do anything just to lay beside me and watch me ram my cock deep into her cunt? You know it’s hard to say this but she’s obsessed with me and you know a thing or two about obsession. It takes a lot to help yourself out of that mindset” Jogging my hands through her hair, “You turn her obsession into torment, make her scared of you just like everyone. Are you that weak because of a lady who’s now part of your past?” Kora had her way with her choice of words.

She was no longer just a pawn in the game; she was a player, a queen forged in the crucible of suffering, ready to wield her power with a ruthless precision that would make even the King tremble. The fire inside her, once a small, desperate flicker of hope, had become a raging inferno of retribution. And in its brilliant, terrifying light, she knew exactly what she had to do. She had to destroy Alessandro. She had to dismantle the Greco empire. And she had to make them all pay, in the only currency this world truly understood: pain, ruin, and death. Her transformation was complete. And the final, deadly act of her vengeance was only just beginning.