Obsessive Love Books Novels & Stories

I didn’t. My two lovers are obsessed beyond reason with me. It shows in everything they do. The way they escort me to and from class, help me with projects, encourage me. Their obsession is in the two sets of hands that wash me in the bathtub, usually right before those same hands drag me out with lustful intention, positing me how they need me. It’s in the way they never let a day pass without telling me how much they love me, while I’m eating breakfast on one of their laps, sunbathing in the backyard or sketching designs in my notebook.

I felt so happy. "She is so tiny!" Raymond exclaimed as I giggled. I couldn't ask for more. A happy family. Everything. In the end, I realized, 'There's no couple like us. We are different from everyone. Because our relationship is based on obsession not on love. We are each other's obsession. I was an idiot for not to realize that little thing that our obsession is our love for each other. Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION.' THE END

He saw her everywhere. He needed him the most. And he knew if he left her then his whole world would be crumbled into pieces. He can't take another step in his life without her. He was so dependent on her. So much. That he himself did not have an idea. Still within him resided an unhealthy obsession for her. But not it was overpowered with love. Her absence had made him realize what love was. He loved her. Truly. Passionately. Hopelessly. The only woman who managed to grasp his heart in her claws. He knew he can either crush his heart into pieces and kill him or just deal it with care and give him life. It was all in her hands.

Her voice dropped into a whisper, one that stood out against the silence of the parking lot. “You’ve never wanted anything the way you want her. You want her so badly it keeps you up at night, and you’re realizing more and more that you’d do anything, any number of unspeakable acts, just to keep her safe. Even at the cost of your own soul.” Her eyes darted off to the side, to the door Cole had vanished through. “Love on it’s own is a fragile thing. Do you want to know what makes love unbreakable? A healthy dose of obsession. Obsession drives you to do anything to keep her in your arms, while love drives you to keep her happy and safe. It’s the best of both worlds…” There was something in her

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

“Haaaa. Love. Lust. Sex. He says, shaking his head. “Those things can be confusing, especially for a little girl like you.” “I’m not little. I know more than you think.” His eyes darken and I swear the heat in the room, heightens. “I stand corrected. Would care to show me just how much you know?” He runs his eyes down the length of my body. “Or are you too in love?” “Yes. I am in love.” I repeat to his face. I can do this. “Rio isn’t going to like you touching me.” “Isn’t he now?” He tilts his eyebrow. “But you see I haven’t touched you. Yet.”

The food was edible, but it lacked the love and attention Jenny had always put into every meal. Emma leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. “So, tell me… do you think Richard is treating our dear Jenny right? After all, we chose him specifically because of his reputation. Cold, ruthless, heartless—the perfect monster to make her life miserable.” Amy smiled wickedly, chewing slowly. “Of course he is. Isn’t that the whole point of marrying her off to him? We wanted her to suffer. She’s been nothing but a burden in this house—always trying to act like the perfect daughter, always making Dad praise her and talk about adding her to the family will. It makes me sick.”

Lena asked, though her tone suggested she was already working through the possibilities. "Because he's obsessed," I replied, thinking about the photos, the note, the pattern of behavior we'd been observing for weeks. "He doesn't want to run from me anymore, he wants to confront me. He wants to possess me, reclaim me, make me choose him over whatever life I've been building." "That's insane," Lena said flatly. "Yes," I agreed. "But it's also predictable. Obsession makes people irrational, makes them take risks they normally wouldn't.

he says, then takes a step back from me as if the mere touch of my skin hurt him. “There is, and it is as clear as day,” I say and get up from the leather chair. He’s standing with his back to me and sighs.“There is never a good outcome for obsession; every negative action follows it in the name of ‘love’ whereas love….” I trail off, not knowing how to complete it. “Love leaves you feeling open and secure with the person you’re with; every reaction gets rewarded instead of questioned,” I have never been in love before, so I don’t know why I am saying all of this.

***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