Obsessive Love Disorder Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Stop hugging people anymore. Can you do it?" Hearing that, Radya was a little shocked by Dita's request. "I can't do that." "Alright, let me go!" said Dita, she pulled her hand that was held by Radya. "No way!" "You choose one of them, stop hugging people again, or let me go right now," said Dita not playing games. For some reason, Radya felt weak in front of Dita, his psychopathic soul lost somewhere. Radya clearly didn't want to lose Dita, he would go crazy if Dita left him, maybe he couldn't say directly that he loved Dita this time, he was still wavering between liking or obsession.

* *You were close enough to want,* *But too far to ever touch…* *And it kills me more than I can tell…* *That I never had you…* 🎶 My voice cracked on the last line. “You need rest,” KC’s voice cut in. “That was horrible. You’ve never sounded so horrible before. It hurts my ears—and I’m not even human.” I let out a dry laugh, dragging a hand through my hair. “I’m done for, KC. What the hell is wrong with me?” “We both know the answer to that. You’re suffering from a condition called love, sir. However, your symptoms are worsening due to fear and anxiety. It has now accelerated to obsession.”

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

That he was sure of. ********* “OLD,” The Psychiatrist that was flown from the States stated. “Obsessive Love Disorder. That’s the diagnosis.” Luca's eyes widened and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “Is it that bad?” “From our observation for the last two weeks, it’s the possible diagnosis. You said you grew up together?” The woman in her mid-forties asked. “Yeah. Rio was like the big brother I didn’t have.” Luca’s gaze flickered to the sleeping figure before them. He looked completely different, sleeping like a child.

I whispered aloud immediately. The word echoed sharply in the bathroom. “No.” Roman loved me. He had to. Maybe not perfectly. Maybe not the way I wanted all the time. But he did. People always acted like I was crazy for believing that. Even the therapists at the rehabilitation center had looked at me with those careful eyes full of pity. Liana is emotionally dependent. Liana struggles with attachment. Liana has obsessive tendencies. I hated those words. They made me sound sick. Like loving someone too much was a disease.

I turned to the back of the car trying to reach the bag where my laptop was when all of a sudden… A screeching sound and a huge thud were heard after I stepped on the break abruptly. I looked at the window in front of me where there seems to be no one but I was pretty sure that I hit someone. "Can I just tell you directly over the phone? Because I'm pretty busy and I have to go. It was not you or Mr. Harris was the father. I couldn't believe how she concluded that when she had sex to more than two guys though. So I kinda dug up more of her medical records and I found out that she has OPD or Obsessive Personality Disorder. Be careful Mr. Howards, this kind of PD can get extremely dangerous, e

"We will go out for Halloween, just you and me." A gentle smile curled on her lips. "Then now, I want you to tell me our love story. I can't sleep because you're beside me." Louis delved into their love story, starting with their tumultuous beginning. "We had a one-night stand. That night, you left me feeling a sense of longing I had never experienced before." He paused, observing her heavy eyelids, and continued, "Then we met again at the company, where I was your boss." As he recounted their tangled tale, Vivian's breathing evened out, her eyelashes fluttering on her cheeks as she edged toward slumber. When he reached the part of their journey where their lives became irrevocably intertwin

I replied lightly. He finally smiled. "You're smart. I guess I should read more books now." I chuckled, then asked. "What do you think about it? Love and obsession." He leaned forward, resting his elbow on the table. "I think obsession is a darker form of love. It's more intense than whatever you think love is. It is raw and messy. It doesn't lie the way love does." I stayed quiet, trying to understand him. Well, he had his own perspective just like I had mine.

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!”

It manifested, past, memories, unspoken tales. And miracles. Miracles of what seemed to him selfishness but to the world appeared selfless love. Such a selfless love that the love of a mother for her children got faded infront it. Such a selfless love that utmost love of her husband was dimmed infront of it. No doubt it was a miraculous love. Now fixed proudly between his fingers, the world was unaware the journeys this ring alone had witnessed. The lone witnesser of the evolvement, the crux and the ending of that miraculous, selfless love apart from him.