Novel & Cerita Obsessive Romance

Somehow, I already knew he would literally kiss every inch of me, because he’s a romantic. A scary kind of romantic. Deep down, I know everything Damon has done in regard to me is obsessive behavior and I’m aware it’s not healthy or normal to be so into someone. And to be so intense about it. I know he’s love-bombing me, I’m not as dumb as I look… or maybe I am, because even knowing it, I’m here, letting myself be love-bombed and loving it. Once he’s sucked on my toes again, he goes back up and continues moving his lips until he’s really, really close to my pussy again. My heart stops and it seems like the only pulse left is the one right there, between my legs.

It's a gradual process, and I was already doing all I could to get her where I wanted her. "Love is an illusion I don't have to offer. What you will experience with me is something far more powerful, something primal and dangerous. It's not love… It's obsession." My lips brushed her jaw, my breath hot against her skin, and she shuddered at my words. What did she think? That I'd tell her I loved her? Fuck, no. I had no love to offer my Kasmine. I had gone past love. What I felt for her now was an obsession. I was scared... So scared that one day, my obsession would become a disorder. That is how obsessed I was with her.

Ezrene swallowed down her saliva, trying to think about her answer and then with a sigh, she finally opened her mouth. “Obsession is that emotion of a human which ruins and harms every other feeling of a person when it collides with it whether with love or hate. Obsession destroyed everything because in obsession, the obsessor refuses to see the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immoral, sane, insanity so if it entangles with love, it destroys the sacrificing selfless beauty of love because an obsession can never be considered as love no matter what,” Ezrene gave her answer which made the professor gave her an impressed smile.

Roman’s hands moved with a feverish intensity, stripping away the remnants of her blazer, his mouth finding the sensitive skin where her neck met her shoulder. He needed to claim her—not as a wife, not as an ally, but as his own personal obsession. The sex was a frantic, desperate ritual of survival. Every bump in the road, every screech of the tires, added to the rhythm. The sound of her breath catching in her throat, the way she arched her back against the tinted window as he moved inside her—it was the only truth Roman had left in a world of lies. For those few miles through the heart of the city, they weren't the heads of a revolution. They were just two people clinging to each other in

"Besides, it's not like you can actually break up with him because of me. Unless you're planning on letting all hell loose. If he could kill two people for you in a space of two weeks, then he's obsessed. Which is strange because, you know, his 'romance and emotional entanglement are bad for business' code. But it seems he really loves you if he's going against that." "I don't think what we have is love." I cringed. "What do you mean?" She frowned. "I'm saying 'love' is such a strong word. It's more like we're obsessed with each other than crazily in love." I shrugged as I sat on the bed. "Obsessed, love, what's the difference? They are literally the same thing it’s just that one is spelt wi

He was obsessed with me, he'd said so himself, and for all I knew people tended to get very violent when obsessed. That explained why he saw no reason in hurting me like that earlier. I couldn't just believe it. All along I'd been thinking that I had the perfect boyfriend who loved me and was willing to do anything for me, who even fought for me after another man forcefully took me, but all along he had just been driven by obsession. I'd confused the whole thing. That look in his eyes that I always noticed when he looked at me was not love, but obsession, possession. God, I was so clueless. He'd come to me with the mindset of fraud but then he'd gotten obsessed with me and wanted me for hims

Roman—as I call him, would care about nothing if it came to the fame of the Roman Family. I would also have a normal life with a normal boyfriend if it wasn’t for his over-possessive nature. It was unfair, and it was completely wrong. I didn’t even know what my life was and what it was going to be when he stepped into it. Everything he did with me, to me, and for me, was completely wrong. Still, he felt to be the only right thing in my life. Was it love? Or just some kind of plain, creepy obsession? _______________ ______________________

“That’s not even a fraction of what my diamond necklace is worth. Talk about a total failure. Your study notes came to nothing.” I smiled without another word. Displeased with my composure, Cassie leaned closer to rub it in even more. “He was still a cynical jerk to you even after you memorized all that information. Meanwhile, I take control of the conversation and ramble on about some celebrity gossip. He soaked it up anyway. He thinks I’m the cutest thing ever! “Whoever said that a man of science wasn’t romantic. It’s clear who he cares about.” Cassie smirked in delight and stared down at me with pity.

She wanted to resist, wanted to assert herself, but the magnetic pull of his obsession was suffocating and all-consuming. “You’re trapped in my world now,” Adrian said softly, almost as if confessing. “And the sooner you accept it… the easier it will be.” Her stomach tightened, guilt and fear colliding with a strange, dizzying desire. She hated that she felt drawn to him, hated that part of her wanted the safety and warmth behind the intensity of his dark obsession. He leaned closer, brushing her hair back, eyes blazing with that fierce, dangerous protectiveness. “I know it’s hard,” he whispered. “I know you’re scared. But trust me. Surrendering… giving in… it will feel right. It will feel…

"And now I have the urge to hunt. Someone needs to get punished." A breathy chuckle escaped Calix. He shook his head as an exasperated grin tugged at his lips. "Shit," he muttered under his breath. He had always known Adrian was capable of great things, but this? This was a whole new level. This was the first time he saw such obsession in his eyes and just for a mere woman.