Novel & Cerita Obsessive Romance

She rushes off, knocking over the pillows, and, a while later, returns with a bottle of coffee. As Allison Clark tries to pick up the pieces of her shattered life, she never expects to find a force like Oliver Grey. From the moment they meet, he exudes a magnetic charisma that is hard to resist. With his seductive charm and overwhelming self-confidence, Oliver is a hurricane that sweeps Allison off her feet. However, beneath Oliver's suave demeanor lies a possessive and jealous billionaire who believes he can control everything with his vast fortune. As he tries to solve Allison's problems with her wealth, she finds herself torn between excitement and the challenges he presents. Together, Al

“Jane is too dumb and probably not his type. He didn’t even see… do you think he saw me here?” “That’s your problem Kylie” Kate sighed. “What?” Max rushed to the library and saw Jane sitting and reading. He calmed his nerves and paced slowly to the book shelf. He grabbed a book and headed to the table. He placed the book on the table and sat quietly on the chair. “Hi” “Hi” Jane forced a smile on her face. Max opened the first page of the book and glared slowly at Jane. “Dead Affection, I guess” he decided to distract Jane.

The chill slid up my spine, while his calm presence clashed with my storm. "Did my words annoy you?" he asked in a low, rough voice, tight like a pulled string. I rolled my eyes sharply and turned my face away. I ignored him. His hand reached for my chin, turning my face back to him with terrifying calm. "Do not roll your pretty eyes at me like that, Amara." he whispered, his hot breath brushing my skin. "Mr. Dorian, why are you so obsessed with putting me on counters? I have two perfectly good feet. I can stand."

Yet, people pointing out to his woman, how can someone who is obsessed to this extent possibly tolerate it? Tanvi noticed that Rudra did not come to their bedroom. So, she decided to go to him and found him in the gym room with a full sweaty body. His adrenaline is rushing so highly that his entire muscles have bulged, and his manly aura is alluring to her. By gazing at her, he stopped what he is doing and came to her lovingly. She is about to hug him when Rudra blurted out, "I am sweaty and dirty." Tanvi chuckled, "I don't care. As long as it's you, that's enough to me." She buried herself into his embrace, and a smirk left on his lips. "You sure know how to make happy." He nuzzled her and

Meanwhile, both his hands stretched out to the front, giving the red roses he brought to Qeiza. Qeiza was still stunned. She didn’t think Ansel could also act that romantic regardless of the surroundings. Had his shy vein broken? This was still in the day. Even, it’s the time to have lunch break yet. Her ex-husband was really weird. Qeiza had never known that Ansel could also behave confusingly and unpredictably. Where was the previous stiffed Ansel?

Harold, slowly exited the office, wishing that Laura could have a Change of heart, unfortunately, she didn't. As Harold walked out of the door, Laura closed the door with a tense motion. She quietly leaned her back against the door, unable to hold her tears, she began to sob bitterly. Laura found herself in a situation where she still had feelings for Harold, but she had also developed romantic feelings for Daniel, creating a complex love triangle. Daniel continuously showered Laura with affection, taking her on trips, vacations, and various other activities. While Laura appreciated these gestures, she also felt overwhelmed and suffocated by them.

Elena's mouth dropped. “He has OLD. Obsessive Love Disorder. Normally, it wasn’t supposed to be an issue but it is. He keeps having the urge to kill himself. So the doctor recommended he should be kept in the hospital…..to be monitored. And….” He swallowed as Elena watch him struggle with the words. “To keep him away from me. The doctor said he might do something to me. So both our lives would be in danger if Rio’s free.” Luca explained. “Oh my God…” Elena gasped. Rio wasn’t just in love with Luca. He was obsessed. She didn’t realize how deep it was.

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.

These stories do not need to be read in any particular order; they all revolve around the same event and have some connections, but are stand alone pieces. *** Look, I just have to get it out of the way so the rest of this bullshit makes sense: I had a huge fucking crush on my boss. Huge. Epic. A gigantic, disgusting, ridiculous, disgusting, borderline obsessive, did-I-say-disgusting-already, unbelievable crush.

“The bitch deserves it. She kept us apart, my love.” I cringe away as he cups my cheek. Tears track down my face unbidden as I realize exactly how dire this situation is; he could do anything to me and there is no one to stop him. His time in prison didn’t lessen his obsession, if anything he seems even more off-kilter. He makes a move to kiss me and I push him away. His grip tightens on my arm and he grabs my face harshly, holding me in place. I kick and cry out. I fight.