Obsessive Love Books Novels & Stories

he stopped after saying. His eyes were getting teary as well. He was looking at the floor. His head was filled with guilts. He had lost his first mate Isabella in a war with the Sapphires before he met my mom. I knew he loved my mom a lot, even more than his own life. But we just simply could never deny the fact that a wolf's obsession for its actual mate never dies. It was the same in case of my father. Even though he loved my mom, still the lose of his first mate never left him.

She was so embarrassed to the extent that she wished to disappear into the ground. Charles let out a small smile, he could feel himself about to burst out in happiness. Did they just kiss right now? Damn, her lips were so soft that he wished he could devour it till he was satisfied. "That was a mistake, yeah it is... I... Erm, I..." Hailey stuttered. She bit her lips which were trembling badly. "I love it though" Charles grinned, licking his lips slowly. Hailey shut her eyes tightly, she'd never felt embarrassed like this in her entire life.

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.

Obsession demanded Maxwell love me back, regardless of what that cost him or anyone else. I’d spent years choosing obsession over love, and now I’d lost everything—including the right to call what I felt for Maxwell love at all.

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.

He whispered between his teeth, soft but sharp: "No, you said you loved him a lot. Aren’t those feelings? I bet he’s in love with you… if not you with him. Friendship between a male and female is impossible. After closeness, instincts decide fate." His hand slowly slid down lower, tracing confidently and calmly, stirring my body. His touches were light but burning. My body shivered, and I whispered nervously: "Mr. Dorian, please… someone… might see us." I gasped as I heard the sound of a zipper opening.

Relief broke over her face. "Thank you very much" the couple showed their appreciation and took their leave. A cloaked figure appeared after the couple left, voice edged with fear. "My queen, you know how much he loathes humans. Why would you give him one as a bride? He might kill her the moment he wakes." The seer's eyes snapped up. Her brown eyes turned to a deep violet with gold flickers. A smirk tugged at her lips. "That makes it more fun for me, doesn't it? Being tied to something you hate… and unable to do anything about it." she whispered, her voice filled with amusement. "Can't wait for her to grow up" she added,her laughter filling the room.

"Like recognition. Like meeting someone who understood parts of me I'd never shown anyone. Like danger and excitement and inevitability all mixed together." "Did you love him?" "I thought I did. But love and obsession look similar from the inside." "How do you tell the difference?" "Love makes you better. Obsession makes you smaller. Love builds. Obsession destroys." I took her hand. "What did you feel when you looked at Adrian?" "Curious. Scared. Like I wanted to understand him even though I knew I shouldn't." She paused. "And attracted. Not like boyfriend attracted. But attracted to the idea of him. To what he represents."

Sometimes I tell myself that love is like flowers, it's stunning at the beginning, and over time, this beauty gives way to decadence. Love can sometimes be misleading, and we no longer recognize it. It's like it never existed. I don't know if Paul noticed that his hands were no longer producing the same effect on me, that my body was no longer electrifying at the slightest second. Sometimes, I tell myself that we should take the time to sit down around a table together, even if it means putting a vase overflowing with fresh roses just like things were at the start of our flame, to encourage us, to tell us that everything can go back but do I want to?

Diana sat in her office with the report of Tanvi in her hands. She is going through all the aspects of Tanvi in detail from her childhood to till date. While Diana is gazing, Tanvi's love story with Dhruv attracted her. Diana even got to know about her depression and the treatments she took for years. It seemed suspicious to her with the events that took place in her life at that time and ordered Farhan to dig in about their past love story.