روايات وقصص ضمن Obsessive Anime

The most expensive in all of Russia. "Look at me" Orders said person and without preamble places his hand on my chin. When doing so, a current runs through my entire body and it forces me to close my eyes. That touch... I feel an internal battle to open my eyes, since I feel how the person details me with obvious care. "Open your eyes" I don't know why, but this time I have the need to open my eyes, as if this person had influence on me and made me give in to all his orders.

From the beginning he had doubts that he was obsessed with her but he always kept it hidden beneath his cold eyes but today he didn’t even try to hide it. “Obsession is like a sharp broken piece of glass which cuts whoever it touches” exclaimed Anshul to which he chuckled lightly. He was understanding the meaning behind his words and he couldn’t deny it. “There are already many wounds on my soul, one more will not harm me” he let out. “But…” Tapish’s phone ringtone cut Anshul off. Tapish picked up the call when he saw Agnay’s name on it. He turned the screen towards Anshul to show whose call it was before pressing it to his ear.

Not a "icker. His gaze was !xed, unwavering, on the girl behind the bar. That girl. Alli. Her hair was like spun sunlight, catching the dim light and turning it into a halo. Her smile, usually bright and welcoming, "ickered like anervous "ame tonight, uncertain and fragile. Her hands moved with a frantic energy, wiping down the already spotless counter, as if desperate to keepherself busy, to avoid something. Layla couldn't decide what stung more—the raw, possessive hunger in the way Johnny was look-ing at her, or the fact that Alli

The atmosphere in the Anderson mansion was anything but warm. A young girl knelt on the marble floor, mopping with trembling, blood-stained hands. “Why aren’t you done mopping yet?” a young woman’s sharp voice echoed. “Amy… I’m almost done cleaning,” the girl begged, looking up at her pitifully. “How many times have I told you to stop calling my name?” Amy snapped, stomping her heel hard onto Jenny’s already injured hand. “Arhhhhh! P-please, ma’am!” Jenny cried, trying to pull her hand away.

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

He moaned out holding on to my head like he was in control of the movement of my mouth going in and out of his d**k. I closed my eyes letting more thoughts of Ryan fill my head, taking my mind off the fact that I was refusing to accept that I was slowly getting obsessed With Ryan I mean. And that no matter what I did, whether or not it concerned him, my mind always had a way of letting in memories of him in my head. I'm getting too obsessed… I muttered to myself. This is bad!!…

Everything is happening in front of his eyes. "I never expected BDSM to be this gore when watching it with my own eyes, in front of me. I now feel a little bit sad about it." He is watching the scene outside their bodies like a blockbuster movie, and feeling shitty and nauseated, seeing real blood and flesh scattered in front of them. "The Japanese are really into the hardcore stuff, I see, "Tanashiri is feeling every inch of themselves everywhere. He touched a warm and soft brick. This is his chance. If he lies in it, he will go back to his body.

the madness for his belonging was clearly seen in his eyes, which intensified her fear because he was sounding like that deadly obsessor, who could destroy anyone or anything just to have his claim over his obsession. He could kill anyone for his obsession. Anisia looked away from him because his mere gaze felt too intimidating to her, especially when she was being so close to him. It made her get that irrational thought inside her mind like he was talking about her, but this was impossible. They both were completely strangers to each other. They both knew nothing about each other, except for their names, and it should stay like this…. right? Anisia roamed her eyes around her surroundings wh