Novel & Cerita Obsession In Love

the priest told him "You River Romano do you want Sriste Parker as your Lawful wedded wife??" He nodded then said "I Do.....because You're mine and you'll be mine by consent or force ....you're bound to stay under my obsession for life time... even in presence or even after my death you're mine always mine " .......I shivered at his word...it was extreme obsessive words...my hand started shaking....

They had only heard about that but today they saw them. After completing her wedding look they all leave the room.Luna was alone looking herself in the mirror.Today she was looking like a queen like all the girls dream but she was not happy . She didnt wanted to be in a forced relationship. She gets up and tries to walk outside the room but the dress was very heavy.She was about to slip because of heavy weeding dress and was caught by a warm hand.

I say running my hand through his hair. “It’s just that I love you so much.” He says squeezing me. “I love you too, and those who love care and talk, don’t scream,” I say giving him a smell. "I'm an idiot." He says, still standing there squeezing me. “Stop cursing yourself, we’ll be fine...” I say and he finally lifts his head and looks at me. "I love you." He says looking into my eyes. "I love you too," I speak sincerely. Oliver approaches and we exchange a passionate kiss, then we get out of the car and go into the mall.

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.

His expression didn't read agitation like mine did. "That girl is just crazy." He sighed, facing his laptop and continuing whatever work he was doing on it. "You know, she came to the office earlier today claiming to want to have me and stories like that." He chuckled a little. "She's so adamant on that. Her love is frustrating." "Love?" I dropped my phone on the bed. "Don, this isn't love, this is obsession, don't you get?" He stared at me with a raised brow. "Obsession, huh? I've never actually seen it that way but now that you've pointed it out, I guess you're right. It is obsession."

It's a gradual process, and I was already doing all I could to get her where I wanted her. "Love is an illusion I don't have to offer. What you will experience with me is something far more powerful, something primal and dangerous. It's not love… It's obsession." My lips brushed her jaw, my breath hot against her skin, and she shuddered at my words. What did she think? That I'd tell her I loved her? Fuck, no. I had no love to offer my Kasmine. I had gone past love. What I felt for her now was an obsession. I was scared... So scared that one day, my obsession would become a disorder. That is how obsessed I was with her.

He was obsessed with me, he'd said so himself, and for all I knew people tended to get very violent when obsessed. That explained why he saw no reason in hurting me like that earlier. I couldn't just believe it. All along I'd been thinking that I had the perfect boyfriend who loved me and was willing to do anything for me, who even fought for me after another man forcefully took me, but all along he had just been driven by obsession. I'd confused the whole thing. That look in his eyes that I always noticed when he looked at me was not love, but obsession, possession. God, I was so clueless. He'd come to me with the mindset of fraud but then he'd gotten obsessed with me and wanted me for hims

Right there, in the middle of the bar where she first saw him smirk over a cheap beer and talk shit about country music. “I’m not good at a lot of things,” he said. “I’ve screwed up more than I can count. But I know one thing—I love you. And if there’s even a piece of you that loves me back… marry me.” The air vanished from the room. “I know it’s crazy,” he added quickly, voice shaking now. “I know it’s too fast and too messy and I don’t have much to offer except a small house and a broke-down Chevy and a hell of a lot of love for you.”

“Do you feel that? Like someone is out there.” He followed my gaze but the cliffs looked empty. “I do not see anything. But I feel it too. The messages have stopped for now but something is still out there. Someone is still watching.” I leaned back into him, holding his hand tightly. “We will face it when it comes. Together. No matter who it is. No matter what new shadow appears. We have survived too much to let fear win now.” John kissed me softly. “Together. Always.” As we sat there under the stars with the ocean singing its eternal song, I realized the truth. Our love had survived hell. It had given us a beautiful daughter and brought our family back together. But the obsession it created

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!”