Obsession Novels & Stories

“Yes.” “You knew I was going to research you and prepare to betray you.” “Yes.” “And you hired me anyway.” “Because you’re the only person I’ve ever met who doesn’t need me to survive. You’d survive without me. You’d survive without anyone.” He reached up and touched her face like he was remembering what skin felt like. “And the moment I realized that, I understood I was going to lose my mind if you left.” She understood, in that moment, what obsession actually meant. It wasn’t passion. It wasn’t love in any traditional sense. It was the recognition that someone could exist without you and choosing to make them your reason to exist anyway.

, Shaurya finished his speech and saw how horrible Chase's expressions were. "Chasey, think properly. You are only infatuated by Nishu. You have to find out What exactly you feel for her. What is this feeling called? You have a very strong Obsessiveness of attraction for her. And you know that this type of strong Obsessiveness usually does not last long and makes people unable to think about anything else. You are one of those types of people", Shaurya pulled the last strings of Chase's hidden obsession. Shaurya mentally smirked and Chase instantly ran out of his cabin.

I continue. "I don’t know," he responds after a long pause. "I don’t know what the fuck is going on with me lately, but every time I look at you, I want to monopolize you. The thought of you being with another man drives me crazy. You’re on my mind all the damn time, even if I don’t want you there, and when I tell myself I’ll just forget you, I can’t. What the hell would you even call this? Obsession? Infatuation? Would it be like? It’s all new to me."

“That’s not a problem. We have a long time together. If that bastard could make you feel something after everything he did to you, then I’m sure, I’ll make you fall for me. No matter how long it takes.” A shiver ran through her spine, as a mixture of fear and disgust bloomed in the pit of her stomach. “You’re sick.” She hissed. “So much so that you can’t tell the difference between love and… obsession.” “Love, obsession, limerence, they are all the same thing.” He told her. “It’s a desire that is so strong, that it can’t be suppressed. It’s the kind of feeling that can cause a person to do things that are otherwise deemed unreas

Then reality crashes back in, and I realize what I've just done. What I've become And whatever this sick obsession is...it's not going away anytime soon.

I looked at him shocked, what did he just say? I really don’t understand him. Adrian looked at me then, I could see guiltiness written clearly in his eyes. “I am often obsessed with things. You remembered when you asked me about my love with Louis Vuitton products? I’m obsessed with the products and if what I have isn’t from them, I won’t be happy and I will go through any length to have that. When I started talking to you, it wasn’t like that at first, not until I noticed my feelings for you. Even though I was denying it then, it didn’t stop my obsession from crawling in. I noticed that when I am not with you, I miss you a lot and if I don’t hear your voice a

"Is Ms. Linton not even pretending anymore? Coupling with her cousin is one thing, but does she have to involve Andrew and Samuel as well? My goodness. Any man who has talked to her can't escape the fate of being coupled with her. Suddenly, I find her so loathsome!" "What on earth is Emmen doing? Relying on an assistant to create hype for their studio by coupling with various men? It truly disgusts me. Versatile pairing mechanism? What a ridiculous new term. Paying to market one's beauty on trending topics? This is so maddening!"

Obsession, a word Jareth had said many times and still did not understand how he should interpret it. The way he said it, it seemed like he was saying a flattering kind of love greater than love itself. But, obsessions are not healthy. So, that's what makes me hesitate. "I really want to know what you mean by obsession. Because I understand very different things and I doubt that's what you want to tell me" I murmur and Jareth nods. "I'll explain when I have a more focused idea of how to explain you, because you are my obsession. Now we'd best get out before we get a

In his hand was a trash bag. I was about to say hello when my eyes caught the figure above his head. My smile froze. There, glowing in vivid red, was the number: 1,111. The worst part was that it was still fluctuating. My blood ran cold. That was pure bloodlust. It was a raw, undisguised intent to kill. I had never seen such a high value before. I once came across a creep on the subway at 300, and I thought that was bad.

He means so much to me and I want to do everything to protect him. “That was when I started suspecting you both. And you tend to be very possessive of him. Each time he's speaking to Kuzma, you have this possessive look on your face like you're going to kill Kuzma if he doesn't take his hands off Adrian.” Yes, I get very jealous when I see the both of them talking. I know Kuzma is straight and all, but I seriously hate the idea of him coming close to what's mine. Adrian is for my eyes only.