Obsessive Love Books Novelas e Histórias

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.”

She uttered while pecking his nose bridge and then finally gazed into his silver gaze. "You made me your obsessor, Arzal. An obsessor who's in need and desires to be your obsession because… " She halted and pecked his lips. "Your obsession is more beautiful than any kind of love and that is the reason I had never asked you that whether you loved me or not, in our past," Arzal silently heard her and then saw her beaming. "Because I have understood your love could leave me broken but your obsession won't even think about leaving my broken pieces,"

Sitting at my desk, I felt like hitting my head on it. I'd all but propositioned a complete stranger that I had quickly become obsessed with. I found my self willing her to reply, re-reading what little contact we have already had. I'm pathetic. I've worked hard to build my billion dollar empire, I have several research facilities, labs and dispensaries, properties that range fom modest and affordable to luxurious and down right extravagant. I'm the director of several charities and own hotels and restaurants and yet here I am, losing my mind over a beautiful girl.

Her skin crawled. When lightning illuminated the room again, Scarlet caught another glimpse of the three strange, white-haired women. She realized that they were pacing in a circular motion around her. She reached out and tried to grasp one of the women’s arms, but they moved too quickly for even super vampire speed. “She is in love,” another voice said, distinct from the first but equally as disconcerting. “It is an obsession,” the third voice contested. Her voice was the most terrifying of them all. It was raspy, painful just to listen to, like acid burning flesh.

I was about to get out of the car when she stopped me. "Ash you really have no idea how you make me feel. There are so many times I feel like I'm not telling you enough or showing you how much you mean to me. Within this time we've known one another, you have taught me things about myself I don't know,you constantly remind me how beautiful I am and you constantly make me feel.... wanted and I love that you make me feel this way. Fuck Ashley you make me fall for you everyday,you never cease to amaze me. Ashley I LOVE YOU.....so fucking much and you don't need to..." "I LOVE YOU TOO" I cut her off and crashed my lips into hers.

I always knew Alex is a smart dude, but I never really tapped into his knowledge. “Now Alex, what is obsession?” He cleared his throat once more bad went on. “Obsession is a constant or repetitive analysis of something to a point where it becomes very unhealthy, one way to know it's obsession is ; it fuels your ego, it fuels your desires in a dark way, and it starts to become unhealthy, you can't seem to let them go, but love, is the strength to let go because you love them and know they don't owe you anything not even their life!”

His perfect pink lips and his tanned skin… All fallen right where their supposed to be and with the right amount, their supposed to be. And I catch myself falling for him, again and again and again. Now I understand it from Kendra's perspective. How she was always talking about Joel, like she was obsessed. It’s the feeling of love that looks like obsession. You’re consumed by everything they do and by every part of them. Even the parts of them that they don’t let the world see. That’s how this love thingy works.

Instead, it made her pulse race with an excitement she didn't fully understand. As Timothy helped her into his car, Nicole couldn't shake the feeling that she was falling into something she might never escape from. And the most terrifying part was that she wasn't sure she wanted to excape from it at all. Timothy Cole was becoming an obsession, and she was powerless to resist his pull. But what Nicole didn't know was that for Timothy, she already was an obsession-one that had started the night he'd claimed her completely, and one that he would never let go.

In the darkness, she promised herself that she was going to make him regret ever taking her. Serena had spent hours in the dark, her wrists were aching and her mind was racing. She replayed everything she knew about Lucian Moretti. She had heard he was Ruthless and Calculating but most of all, Dangerous. He wasn’t just another enemy in her father’s long list of rivals, he was the kind of man who didn’t play fair.

Lovelyn said. "You did, you stole my man from me, you took Richard from me and I hate you for that, I hate you for rubbing it on my face how so in love you are with him, I hate you for showing off how precious you are to him and I'm tired of it" she shouted as Lovelyn almost got afraid because of her obsessed nature, she has read many a times about being obsessed with someone and how far the person can go just to be with the person. Fear creeped into her at the realization that the obsessed lady in front of her might actually kill her just to achieve her aim. Lovelyn's POV,