Obsession With Yourself Mga Nobela at Kwento

Shouldn't I be here? '''what do you wanna talk???? I have already told you and please leave me alone now. I am too tired and I am not gonna give you any explanation. So please leave me alone.''' ''''No, that's not happening. I am not going without hearing your answer. Tell me what did I do???? Did I do something wrong???? Why are you punishing me and yourself too???? You know that I love you and you know that know and I can feel that you love me too.''''

“Oh yeah! What are you gonna say again huh?” “What are you saying Heather, I can’t do something of that such” “Those bags only contain cereals, chips and crisps?” “Why would you bring me cereals, chips and crisps? I can buy those on my own” “Listen Miss Heather, there must be a misunderstanding somewhere” “You might just be mistaken about the scenario. You just have to be calm and we will definitely track the stalker” “Are you trying to confuse my focus Sophia?” Heather grumbled slowly.

My feet are bleeding from running through the woods. I can feel the stones cutting into me. My lungs feel like they are on fire. The branches from the trees have scratched my face all to hell, but still, I keep running. I swear I wake up in a sweat every time I have that dream. I can't do this anymore. Its been over a year and I have now decided to run. The dreams have gotten worse since I made the choice to run and hide. I will change everything about myself if I have to.

It was obvious that she was running insane without her notice. She kept talking to herself while everyone at the reception kept calm and just watched the mad dog bark at itself. "Why are you all looking at me like fools? You aren't saying anything? Why? Tell me why." She screamed in frustration. Now, her adrenalin was active, she was ready to do something funny. It was just so obvious but what would she do when everyone had decided to ignore her? " hahahaha, now I know everyone is afraid of me. Face me if you are strong enough. Face!"

My voice cracked completely on his name. "I'm here." He paused. "Lydia, listen to me. I know this is enormous. I know it's too much. But I need you to pull yourself together right now, you need to pull through this. Not because your feelings don't matter, they matter more than anything. But because somebody out there wants exactly this. They want you broken. They want you destabilized. They are watching to see what this does to you." His voice softened slightly. "Don't give them that." I sat on the floor of my office with Maya's arms still around me and listened to him breathe on the other end of the line.

"Know what? That the girl who has everything wants the boy who has nothing?" "I don't want you!" She looked like she wanted to slap me, but her eyes were anchored to mine. "I hate you. I hate that you're looking at me like this." "Good," I said, reaching down to lace my fingers with hers. Her skin was ice cold, but mine was burning. "Hate is a great motivator. It's almost as strong as what's actually happening right now." "And what is that?" "Obsession." I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear. "There's a car parked behind the equipment shed. No cameras. No Sarah. No Jax. Just a dark corner and a 'disaster' waiting to happen."

There was simply nothing normal about him, so of course breaking into a woman's house wasn't considered a crime in his dictionary. "Then what is?" "Obsession." The answer came so easily it stole the next breath from my lungs. His head tilted slightly. "I'm obsessed with everything about you, Little Cub." His gaze lingered on mine. "Every breath. Every sound. Every sweet little treat you put between those pretty lips." My stomach tightened. "You're insane." "Already covered that." I hated how I almost smiled. I chewed the inside of my jaw, forcing myself to focus on something other than him

My stomach churned, and I hated the way it made me feel. Why are you even doing this to yourself, Eloise? I closed the app and tossed my phone onto the bed, running my hands through my hair. Seeing Dino in person tonight had been hard enough; stalking his I*******m was just rubbing salt in the wound. The itch on my shoulder flared again, and my fingers unconsciously grazed the scar through the fabric of my top. Does he even remember? I flopped back onto my pillows, staring at the ceiling. Tomorrow, I have an interview, I'm not ready for any distraction.

should I be worried? Should I inform Amber about it?". "Hmm", I said. "indeed, obsession will make you do crazy things".

The one where I was looking into the camera with burning boldness, lipstick perfectly applied on my slightly parted lips. I froze in shock, then turned my face away from him, glaring at him. He leaned closer to my face, his gaze piercing, and ground his teeth with visible annoyance: "You enjoy watching me drown in madness, unaware that you are the madness itself… embodied in an irresistible female form."