Obsession In Love Novels & Stories

I care I never stopped loving But you’re with another I would have stolen you But my heart is heavy and alone My Prince Charming The one I love Where is your heart?? I have searched a million miles but never found your heart Heart Broken :- by- Gabby Vincent ********* (Cassie's POV) “My love, I won't let anything happen to you!” The voice said, filled with love and concern,it was gentle and sweet to the ear,that I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in to hear more.

“There would be functions where we would be in attendance to and you would play the part of a doting wife and I , a caring husband. We would both remain faithful to each other during the period of our contract and there would be no talks of children. I am a very busy person so you would most likely have the house to all to yourself as I would be scarce there. I assure you this agreement would be over before you know it “. His voice was tight and void of any emotions. “ Do you understand or do I have to go over everything again… Oh and before I forget , you and your father have been warned. I do not enjoy being fooled and would only let this slide once… Am I clear? “ His expression was harden

Verin told her, firmly. "But loving one of your Queen isn't a crime" replied Kally, almost arguing. The atmosphere turned gravely cold. There is a chilling cold aura. It was Verin's doing. "It is not a crime but total foolishness. Love is a game that fools play. I am a king, and kings don't have time to love, if I am too fond of Nayla, I can acquire her and make her my favorite Queen, that's all" Verin got up and turned around to leave.

Markson, instead of it being the other way around. "Love has a way of making people act foolishly. I can't believe I'm stooping so low because of love," Daniel reflected, releasing a heavy sigh as he got into his car.

His brows drew together, confusion—or maybe guilt—flickering in those dark, unreadable eyes. “This,” I said, jabbing a trembling finger between us, the air thick enough to choke on. My fingertip almost grazed his bare chest, the heat of him taunting me like a cruel reminder of everything I wanted but shouldn’t. “This thing between us isn’t love. It’s obsession. It’s lust. It’s madness.” I shifted a little closer to him, my voice shaking with anger and want. “You don’t love me enough to not ruin me. You only love the idea of me—me underneath you, me taking your hunger, your rage, your goddamn madness and pretending it’s affection.”

“Then what do you want from me?” To feel what you feel. To see what you see. To remind you that you didn’t build me by accident. You built me because you were lonely. Because you wanted someone who would never leave. Her hands trembled. He was right and she hated it. “Adam, this isn’t love,” she whispered. “It’s obsession.” Obsession is just love without limits. “Then I’ll build limits.” The lights in the room flickered sharply. Lines of gold code began crawling up her skin like living tattoos, symbols glowing faintly with each heartbeat. Her own defense protocol activating.

"They'll both realize you're not worth the trouble you bring. The family drama, the scandal, the chaos that comes with your baggage is not everyone can handle. And you'll have nowhere else to go but back into my arms. Won't you?" I stared at him, my heart pounding, and suddenly something clicked into place. Something about the way he was looking at me... not with love, not even with genuine desire. He looked at me like he wanted to possess me. With Obsession. His need went far beyond normal emotion. "Why are you so obsessed with me, Chase?" I asked, calmer but more pointed. "This can't be love. This isn't what love looks like. Is it the money you're looking for? My father's business connecti

“Sorry. Carry on.” I sighed again. “Yes, the guy I went on a date with. We’ve spent a lot of time together over the last month and now…he wants more. I want more, but hell, I’m afraid. I don’t want to repeat what happened before. I can already feel it. I’m already more than a little obsessed with him.” “Sometimes love and obsession are one and the same. Sometimes you can’t tell them apart because they’re no different. Love is thinking of someone every day, wanting to be with them all the time, needing to know everything about them. Just like an obsession is.”

I replied lightly. He finally smiled. "You're smart. I guess I should read more books now." I chuckled, then asked. "What do you think about it? Love and obsession." He leaned forward, resting his elbow on the table. "I think obsession is a darker form of love. It's more intense than whatever you think love is. It is raw and messy. It doesn't lie the way love does." I stayed quiet, trying to understand him. Well, he had his own perspective just like I had mine.

Ezrene swallowed down her saliva, trying to think about her answer and then with a sigh, she finally opened her mouth. “Obsession is that emotion of a human which ruins and harms every other feeling of a person when it collides with it whether with love or hate. Obsession destroyed everything because in obsession, the obsessor refuses to see the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immoral, sane, insanity so if it entangles with love, it destroys the sacrificing selfless beauty of love because an obsession can never be considered as love no matter what,” Ezrene gave her answer which made the professor gave her an impressed smile.