Obsession Romance Books Novels & Stories

t and likely kill Johnny himself, not Layla, with her gossipy nature and sharp eyes, not the old men with their rambling stories and leering eyes that seemed to miss noth- ing. It was their secret, a dangerous, intoxicating !re that they fed in stolen mo- ments and couldn't seem to extinguish, no matter how much trouble it promised, no matter how many warnings they gave themselves. Tonight, it felt even more dangerous than usual, the air thick with unspoken longing, heavy with the weight of their shared secret. She could feel it thrum- ming in her veins, a restless energy that made her hands tremble slightly as she wiped down the bar,

He was supposed to have tore her gown and do what he wanted on her but he just don't know why his body refused that. Maybe his body rejected her? No, that's not it. If it is because he's body rejected her then why is he feeling aroused, just by her touch? He was already worked up when she came into the bathroom and was acting all shy and innocent. He even found himself getting more worked up, when she was already turned into a lobster from embarrassment. He could feel the demon inside him going crazy. His demon acted like it has reached its peak and would take full control of him.

I lied. I built a career—construction firm, decent money, a house big enough to feel empty. I dated. I fucked. I tried to burn Miles out of my system with strangers who looked nothing like him. None of it worked. Every time I closed my eyes, it was his face I saw—older now, sharper cheekbones, fuller lips, that same shy sweetness still clinging to the edges. I told myself distance would kill the obsession. I was wrong.

Goosebumps rose on her skin from the excitement. "You were trying to kiss up to me today, weren't you?" Zachary said in a low but flirtatious voice as he lowered his chin onto her shoulder. "Didn't you say that you wanted something in return?" Joey answered. Her voice was slightly shaky. His embrace inevitably always made her body feel limp. Perhaps this was the unique attraction between husbands and wives. Even if he didn't fancy her, they certainly had chemistry in bed. Zachary's lips brushed against her fair neck lightly. After a moment, he said softly, "There were many male models who had their eyes on you today."

"And now I have the urge to hunt. Someone needs to get punished." A breathy chuckle escaped Calix. He shook his head as an exasperated grin tugged at his lips. "Shit," he muttered under his breath. He had always known Adrian was capable of great things, but this? This was a whole new level. This was the first time he saw such obsession in his eyes and just for a mere woman.

“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

She rushes off, knocking over the pillows, and, a while later, returns with a bottle of coffee. As Allison Clark tries to pick up the pieces of her shattered life, she never expects to find a force like Oliver Grey. From the moment they meet, he exudes a magnetic charisma that is hard to resist. With his seductive charm and overwhelming self-confidence, Oliver is a hurricane that sweeps Allison off her feet. However, beneath Oliver's suave demeanor lies a possessive and jealous billionaire who believes he can control everything with his vast fortune. As he tries to solve Allison's problems with her wealth, she finds herself torn between excitement and the challenges he presents. Together, Al

Now he had to rely on something else to keep the one he loved beside him. Even by force. Even if that meant binding them with a magical contract. Even if that meant placing chains around their neck. Even if that meant locking every door and every window. So tell me, dear reader... If you were the one who had been wronged, would you forgive the one who hurt you... Even if they loved you? Even if they were willing to literally die if you asked them to? Would you accept becoming the victim of their obsession... Their possessiveness... Their twisted love?

“What’s it like? Having him as your stepbrother?” Trisha’s eyes sparkled. “Yeah, he’s obsessed with you. We can all see it. You’re so fucking lucky.” Maya wrapped her arm around Bella’s waist, whispering in her ear. “Tell us what he’s like. Please. Just one tip. We all want him.” Bella’s face burned, but deep inside, her body throbbed at the truth. Dom was obsessed. And she was falling, fast. And across the room, Dom watched her with a look that promised he wasn’t done.

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.