Obsessive Love Book Novels & Stories

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk... Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor. His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession. She felt trapped with no one to turn to. Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING

“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

Markson, instead of it being the other way around. "Love has a way of making people act foolishly. I can't believe I'm stooping so low because of love," Daniel reflected, releasing a heavy sigh as he got into his car.

He was obsessed with me, he'd said so himself, and for all I knew people tended to get very violent when obsessed. That explained why he saw no reason in hurting me like that earlier. I couldn't just believe it. All along I'd been thinking that I had the perfect boyfriend who loved me and was willing to do anything for me, who even fought for me after another man forcefully took me, but all along he had just been driven by obsession. I'd confused the whole thing. That look in his eyes that I always noticed when he looked at me was not love, but obsession, possession. God, I was so clueless. He'd come to me with the mindset of fraud but then he'd gotten obsessed with me and wanted me for hims

"I don't know. Maybe." "Christian, let me ask you something." "What?" "If Jane fell in love with someone else tomorrow, what would you do?" I thought about it. "I'd be heartbroken. But I'd want her to be happy." "And if she needed help, even if she was with someone else, would you help her?" "Of course." "Then you're not obsessive. You're in love." "What's the difference?" "Obsessive people want to own someone. People in love want to protect someone."

It's a gradual process, and I was already doing all I could to get her where I wanted her. "Love is an illusion I don't have to offer. What you will experience with me is something far more powerful, something primal and dangerous. It's not love… It's obsession." My lips brushed her jaw, my breath hot against her skin, and she shuddered at my words. What did she think? That I'd tell her I loved her? Fuck, no. I had no love to offer my Kasmine. I had gone past love. What I felt for her now was an obsession. I was scared... So scared that one day, my obsession would become a disorder. That is how obsessed I was with her.

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."

“But it’s for all of us. If one of you doesn’t marry him, he’ll shut down all our companies and leave us with nothing. I wanted to talk to Amy, but she has a boyfriend and she wouldn’t listen to me. You’re my last hope… please don’t say no.” Emma’s voice broke as she tried to kneel in front of Jenny, but Jenny quickly grabbed her hands. “No! No, please don’t kneel,” Jenny cried. “I’ll do it. I’ll marry him. Just… don’t do that.” Emma’s eyes glistened. “Thank you, dear.” “I’ll endure whatever happens to me,” Jenny whispered, though her heart shook. “I believe every man has a weakness… and maybe one woman can change him, no matter how tough he is.”

But here I am, unable to deny the twisted fire burning inside me, this deep, aching love that's taken root despite every rational thought screaming to let it go. I froze, staring at us in the mirror, his powerful body pressed against my back, his breath hot on my neck as he reached for the lotion on the table, squeezed a dollop into his palm, and then wrapped his strong hand around my cock, holding me from behind without moving, just gripping me firm and possessive.

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about