Obsessions Meaning Novels & Stories

natatawa pa ring sagot ko lalo na at hindi maalis sa isip ko ang paiba-ibang expression ng mukha ng cashier maging ang mukha ni Brion na takang-taka sa sinabi ko kanina. “That often happens to me, why would I even bother?” aniya na tila ba hindi talaga bother Napa-irap ako nang umiwas ng tingin. “I was too focused on watching you who’s watching the cashier put all the things you bought, para mo kasing binabantayan ang ilalagay ba lahat sa paper bag eh,” aniya at natawa pa. “Aba eh ganun talaga, satisfying kasi sila panoorin lalo na yung naglalagay sa paper bag kung paano nila pinagkakasya ang mga products ano,”

Masarap nga siguro sa pakiramdam na maraming nagkakagusto sayo, kasi tinitingilaan ka nila at hinahangaan pero dahil lang doon ay magugulo ang lahat. May desperado, May obsessive, May possesive. Ano ang gagawin mo? Pipiliin mo ba ang taong sa tingin mo ay karapat-dapat sayo? O, ang taong mahal mo? --- GENRE: Reverse-harem/Romance/Obsession WARNING: The characters of this story and their mindsets were not perfect as you think. You don't need to say offensive things to the story if you don't like it. Research this story genre first. Constructive criticism is allowed and I appreciate that.

When a person surrendered himself to temptation, he gave himself a chance to do it all over again, and eventually, gets addicted to it. Niu loved Leanne, he’s been in love with her since he could remember. But the pull of temptation when he saw Kate dancing wildly on the dance floor was just too strong that he forgot about his feelings for Leann, or his marriage with Claire. It's a curse. Niu can’t seem to stay loyal to one woman. He can’t blame himself, though. Niu had tried his best to stay loyal, even to Claire, but he just can’t seem to devote himself to one woman.

she blabbered while trying to follow me Hindi ko siya pinansin and I immediately enter my car, my time just got wasted because of her The whole day I was so busy, inayos ko ang kaso ni James at ginawa ang lahat para lang makulong ang lalaki pagkagising niya. I was too focused on it that I didn't even notice the time, Nagmamadali akong umuwi ng matapos ang trabaho and while I was driving on my way home, I noticed her calls "Fvck" I cursed myself for being so dumb, paano ko hindi napansin ang tawag niya kanina?

pero mukang hindi ito sinabi nang lalaki kung hindi sana ay tumatakbo na papunta dito si Governor para kunin ang babae. Sana ay Hindi nito sinabi. Kinuha ni Joy ang telephone sa kama. *RING. . * 'Yes baby?' 'Bukas nang gabi 8pm' ___ DYK? Black Roses (Love) Black roses can symbolize possessive love, obsession, or a love that's all-consuming and intense. They can represent a love that's passionate but also potentially dark or toxic. The last part is decicated to know about the Book 2 novel, But this will not be continuing in this Book, But in the second one will be.

I on't even bothered to ask him because I was enjoying the time with him. It's kinda frightening, this strange happiness I get whenever I recall the way he look at me, the way he claim me, like it was something. Is this what they mean by happiness? Or that fluttery sensation they say you get when someone becomes important to you. I don't know. Perhaps it's just an.... obsession? Perhaps I am overthinking this. Or perhaps… just possibly… I am falling for him far too quickly. But no. I can't possibly. When we returned home, Camille directly went to bed, due to tiredness. But me? I stayed by the window while looking at the night sky that somehow gives mr peace in this troubling mind.

The silence in the penthouse had always felt like a sanctuary to Isabella, a quiet refuge from the chaotic world outside. But now, it felt like a gilded cage. The words of her parents, cold and clinical, echoed in the quiet air of her room, each one a hammer blow shattering the carefully constructed reality of her life. A consequence. A byproduct. That was all she was to them. Not a daughter, but a living testament to a business transaction gone wrong. Her illness, the thing that had drained her strength and stolen her youth, was not a curse. It was a price. The price of the Santiago name.

ani Hector habang nakatitig sa mga mata niya. Hindi pagmamahal ang nakikita niya sa mga mata nito kundi obsesyon. Namamangha ito sa kaniya, namamangha ito sa katauhan niya at sa existence niya. “You must be hungry,” anito nang hindi siya magsalita.

Binuksan ko ang p***o at halos mapasubsob sa labas sa sobrang pagmamadali. Tumakbo ako nang hindi lumilingon. Naririnig ko ang mabilis na mga yabag sa likuran ko. Hinahabol niya ako. Hindi ko na alam kung gaano kabilis ang takbo ko. Ang alam ko lang, kailangan kong lumayo. Kahit saan. Kahit saan basta hindi roon. Hindi ako puwedeng bumalik. Hindi ako puwedeng mahuli niya.

May problema rin ako kaya wala akong panahon na pakialaman ang buhay nila. Hindi ko rin mapigilan ang sarili ko na maging clumsy minsan. Hindi ko na nga mabilang kung ilang beses na akong nakabasag ng pinggan at makailang beses na rin akong nakatapon ng pagkain sa customers. Sobra-sobrang pasensya na ang ibinigay ng boss ko kaya naiintindihan ko rin kung bakit gusto niya na akong tanggalin. Tao lang rin naman ang boss ko, napupuno.