Obssesion Novels & Stories

Sensing Joey was in a dull mood, Selena set down the tablet and brought her a glass of warm water. Selena questioned, "What's wrong? You look like you're in a bad mood. Am I not your best friend? Tell me what's wrong." Joey inserted the memory card into the tablet and smiled at Selena. "I'm not in a bad mood, I'm just tired. It's great that we can get a lot of projects through this program." Selena looked very worried. "If you're miserable, we'll withdraw. Let's not look at that disgusting couple and make ourselves suffer."

She blurted out ,with her eye balls blazing out with fury “So what his with this burn out these morning” I murmured “Because I am tired of you, your obsession , everything about your life is Rocco ,you don't even know what he looks like now so what's with all these fuses?” Hitting the hedge of her hand with her palm in demonstration I'm not about to deal you with now , I walked off from her sight, that was a total mood ruiner ,I don't know what is wrong with her, what's her business with what I do with it ,why does she care so much about it

Maya's POV People always assume obsession begins loudly they imagine madness appearing overnight and turning ordinary people cruel in a single moment but the truth is uglier because obsession grows quietly. It starts with wanting to be chosen then wanting to matter and then wanting somebody to look at you the way they look at someone else and eventually wanting turns into needing and somewhere between need and desperation you stop recognizing yourself.

She was telling me to fight with the weapons I had. “He’s… obsessed,” I murmured, the admission feeling both dangerous and true. I felt Gloria’s sharp intake of breath. “I have seen the way he watches you. It is not the way a man looks at a tool. Be careful, Seraphina. An obsession can be a shield, but it can also be a snare. He will not let you go easily.” “I don’t intend to ask him to,” I said, a new steel in my voice. “I intend to be in a position where he cannot.”

Shining under the parking lights like a badge of honor. I stood there for a full three seconds. Then the smile crept up before I could stop it. I looked up and found the culprit immediately. A fat, unbothered pigeon sat perched on top of a sprinkler pipe, chest puffed out, staring down at the BMW with the energy of someone who had just completed their life's mission. "Good job,"I whispered. "Truly. Keep it up." I pulled out my phone and took a picture. For documentation purposes. Obviously.

In his hand was a trash bag. I was about to say hello when my eyes caught the figure above his head. My smile froze. There, glowing in vivid red, was the number: 1,111. The worst part was that it was still fluctuating. My blood ran cold. That was pure bloodlust. It was a raw, undisguised intent to kill. I had never seen such a high value before. I once came across a creep on the subway at 300, and I thought that was bad.

This was the point of no return. “He has a thing for... well, for breasts and the outside of a woman’s vagina. The labia,” I whispered the last word. “He gets completely fixated. The more you flaunt what you have, the more he’ll be disarmed. He won't be able to think straight. If you can make him forget I even exist, even for a second, I’ll have my answer.” Kim stared at me for a moment, and I braced for her to tell me I was crazy. Instead, she let out a slow, appreciative whistle.

« Putain… » cria-t-elle en s’agrippant à lui, perdant peu à peu pied face à celui qu’elle n’aurait jamais dû approcher. Mais comment résister à l’héritier Santiago, celui qui obtient toujours ce qu’il veut, sans jamais hésiter ? « Xandeeeer… » « Dis mon nom ! » « Xandeeeer ! » « Mon nom complet », murmura-t-il. « Alexander West Santiago ! » Et à partir de ce jour, elle devint sa plus grande faiblesse. Jordan Monroe est la première fille, longtemps cachée, de Rowan Monroe. Toute sa vie, elle a vécu dans l’ombre du nom puissant de son père, traitée comme une étrangère au sein de sa propre famille. Tout bascule lorsqu’elle intègre la prestigieuse Lakeside Elite Academy,

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

Chapter thirty Dave I walked into my home in anger, I flung my briefcase on the bed with no care that my laptop is inside it, I always back up my works in G****e Drive so should anything happen, I can always replace it without no care of losing my work. I started undressing; my body was worked up as it was these past weeks. Something is wrong with me, and I know what, deep inside me I want Hazel and I want to be buried balls deep inside her but I can’t, I have had my own share of her and I don’t want to ignite the fire that was already diminishing. So many times I had had Jake arrange women for me but whenever I go to them, I would end up thinking about Hazel and at the end, I would ask them