Obsessive Attachment Novels & Stories

Instead, there was a restless vulnerability, an almost helpless expression. "Why do you always think about losing me, Cassian?" Adrian asked, his voice softening a little. "I'm not going anywhere." "Because I know what I am," Cassian said, placing his hand on Adrian's cheek, his thumb gently brushing over the cheekbone. "I am obsessive. I am possessive. Ever since I got you, I spend every single moment terrified of losing you. This isn't a normal love, Adrian. It's almost like a sickness."

Business associates reported erratic behavior, sudden mood swings, an inability to engage with important decisions because his attention was elsewhere. "He's made four more serious business errors this week alone," Rachel reported. "Decisions he would have never made if he was thinking clearly. His obsession with you is literally destroying what's left of his empire." "And the more it crumbles, the more he fixates on me as the solution," I said, understanding the psychology at play. "He thinks if he can just reclaim me, if he can just possess me again, somehow everything else will fall back into place." "Classic obsessive thinking," Rachel agreed. "He's built you up in his mind as this ultim

The realization irritated him enough that he finally opened his laptop. “This is ridiculous.” A few minutes later he found himself reading article after article. Relationship psychology. Behavioral studies. Human attachment patterns. Half an hour passed. Then another. Until finally one particular article caught his attention. His eyes narrowed as he read. The first signs of romantic attachment often include increased awareness of a person’s interactions with others, possessiveness, jealousy, and emotional discomfort when attention is directed elsewhere. Christian stopped reading. The room became very quiet. Slowly, he reread the sentence.

He sounded so serious and that scared me even more. "Calm down and do nothing. Think of the consequences of your actions; you might get arrested and I'll have to spend the rest of my life alone as a depressed single mother. Don't make such terrible mistakes, think first." I cupped his face. "Do you know how my brain experienced dangerous sparks after seeing how he kissed you, touched you. He has no right to do that, you're mine." He held my waist. "Why are you so obsessive?" "I agreed that I'm obsessive and very possessive of you because I can't bear to live without. I can't stand you being with any other man, I can't even think of it, especially not that asshole, Tyler."

“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.

“Because I don’t want her anywhere near a man who drugged and attacked me!” “If that’s true, if you’re really that afraid of him, why do you keep asking about him? About where he is, what he’s doing, if Maya’s heard from him.” I watch her face carefully. “That’s not the behavior of someone who’s traumatized. That’s the behavior of someone who’s obsessed.” Sophie’s jaw clenches. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Don’t I? I know obsession when I see it. I know manipulation.” I step closer. “I know what it looks like when someone wants something they can’t have and will destroy everything to get it.”

But what she failed to understand was the fact that, The promises made in the phase of immaturity were meant to be broken. _____________________________________ This story will include, obsession, and possessive behavior which might reflect toxic relationship as well. The male lead is an extremely dominant and egoistic person, he's like the type, if she's not mine then she's of no one. He can come out as manipulative, obsessive, psychotic, and maybe abusive as well. So be alert, the story is about anguished love with a touch of obsession and craziness. You will surely love it. Now if anything from the above disturbs you or you don't like to read then you can skip, even though I would love it

I want you to come to our final union as my bride. 'Three more days, my love. Three more days until we're united forever.' 'Eternally yours, Damien' I felt sick. The casual way he talked about murder, about stealing my life, about this twisted version of love he'd convinced himself was real—it was beyond disturbing. "He's completely insane," I said quietly. "He's obsessed," Maya corrected. "And obsession can be more dangerous than insanity. Insane people are unpredictable. But obsessed people follow patterns, fixate on specific goals."

Third person Jeremy was seated by the side of Lenas bed holding her hand in his, he had refused to take his eyes off of her the entire time. “Are you sure there is nothing that can be done??” Black asked the specialist. He stared at the state of his son,he understood exactly what he felt as he had been in such a state before, he had almost lost his mind but there was Jeremy who was standing strong for the love of his life waiting for her. “All the tests prove she is healthy, nothing seems to be wrong with her,I have even consulted Magic but instead it rebounded as you can see I might be caused” the specialist explained.