Obsessive Love Book Novels & Stories

I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.

I care I never stopped loving But you’re with another I would have stolen you But my heart is heavy and alone My Prince Charming The one I love Where is your heart?? I have searched a million miles but never found your heart Heart Broken :- by- Gabby Vincent ********* (Cassie's POV) “My love, I won't let anything happen to you!” The voice said, filled with love and concern,it was gentle and sweet to the ear,that I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in to hear more.

“Can you tell me what’s wrong? You’ve barely left your office since you came to work and that’s unlike you.” I sniffled, trying to release myself from his body but he tightened his grip, trapping me. “It’s nothing.” I said, clearing the chunk of gob in my throat. “You’re clearly upset about something Robin, can’t you trust me enough to talk to me?” I shook my head. “Not even as a friend?” “Do friends say they’re obsessed with each other?” “I can be your friend and still obsess over you.” “No, you can’t, you’d want more.”

“What’s it like? Having him as your stepbrother?” Trisha’s eyes sparkled. “Yeah, he’s obsessed with you. We can all see it. You’re so fucking lucky.” Maya wrapped her arm around Bella’s waist, whispering in her ear. “Tell us what he’s like. Please. Just one tip. We all want him.” Bella’s face burned, but deep inside, her body throbbed at the truth. Dom was obsessed. And she was falling, fast. And across the room, Dom watched her with a look that promised he wasn’t done.

he laughed again. "Why do you keep saying sex? It's make love baby. Sex is just for whore. We love each other so it's make love." he's laughing a little still, but he stands up and go to my place. He hugged me so tight. "I love you, I love you, I love you… And our baby too…" he whispered to my ear. He hold my hands and played a little. "You know that there's so many bad things happened into our life, Specifically to the both of us. I made so many bad things to the point that I become obsessed and stalked you… You're not the only one who called me psycho because I really am… There's this five men that I nearly killed because they betrayed me. I almost lose my sister and that's the start why I

She went still. “With you,” I murmured, “there are no lines. No laws. No limits.” Her breath stuttered, it was subtle, but I caught it. That hesitation. That flicker of something buried too deep to name. She hated what I was saying. Hated that some twisted part of her responded to it. “You think obsession is love?” she asked, her voice tight. “No,” I answered, deadpan. “Love weakens men. Makes them cautious. Hesitant.”

“You don’t even know me. You’ve built some version of me in your head from stolen information and twisted observations. That’s not love, that’s obsession. Dangerous obsession.” “Obsession?” He laughed, low and unsteady. The mask was slipping fast. “Yes, fine. I’m obsessed with you, Eve. Completely. From the first time I saw you in that meeting... strong, brilliant, carrying the weight of a new baby and a broken marriage... I knew. I’ve followed your routines because I needed to make sure you were safe. The gifts? Ways to show I can provide what he can’t. The hospital? I hated seeing you scared. I could have gotten her the best care instantly. The company crisis? That was necessary. To show y

“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.