Passion Vs Obsession Novels & Stories

And Sebastian, he is consumed by obsession and love alike, would stop at nothing to ensure no one threatened the woman who had claimed his heart — body and soul. And as I felt his heartbeat against mine, I realized something undeniable: this obsession, this danger, this consuming passion—it was everything I never knew I wanted but could never live without. We were fire and flame, chaos and calm, obsession and surrender — bound together in a way that would burn brighter than anything else in the world.

She realised it today. "What the….you are sounding like you have already become obsessed with him, Jazlyn Kingston," Iris spat, annoyed which made Jazlyn frowned. "Obsession is a very thrilling term, Iris because it can be more deep and harmful than love or hate, babe," Jazlyn uttered. Kaya just silently heard her. "Obsession is capable of silently shoving you to that edge where the fine line between right and wrong, good and bad, hate and love would blur," Kaya just stored those words of Jazlyn's inside her heart.

And I’d do it every time, until there was nothing left but fire, sweat, and obsession, until he couldn’t exist without me, and I couldn’t without him. Hands on him, feeling the faint pulse from the core embedded in him, I whispered, “We’re just getting started. And damn it, I’ll make sure you know… I own you. All of you. Every swing, every breath, every beat.” And deep in my chest, I felt it, hunger twisting sharper, darker, hungrier. Not lust. Not greed. Pure obsession. Next quest would push us harder. The next dungeon, the next monster, would be nothing but sparks for the fire we’d stoke together.

his words rolled out of his tongue while his eyes remained glued with hers which caused a shiver inside her heart because only Ezrene knew what he exactly meant by those words of his. “So….,” he turned his head to look at their professor. “I don't know about harming or ruining but obsession holds the power of strengthening a human's any other emotion whether it collides with love, hate or lust. Obsession makes sure that that feeling reaches its destination no matter what became just like Ms. Soler said…” he turned his head to look at Ezrene again. “Obsession doesn't care about the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immortal, sane, insanity,” Ezrene clenched her palms because she knew his eac

“She will.” I watched her pace now. She touched the edge of the window frame, as if testing it for weakness. Her fingers were delicate, but not soft. They were the hands of someone who fought, someone who lived through pain. I liked that about her. I liked that she didn’t cower and I liked that she still hated me. Desire was never about affection, it was about possession. Love fades, I’ve seen it fade in centuries past, burn bright and die out just as quickly, but obsession… that stays. When I want something, I keep it. That’s the only truth that matters.

He was asking himself silently what the feeling of love was or he was going to experience it. “It is like the feeling of loyalty toward someone. You are loyal to them because you appreciate and love them. The only difference between this love and the one you have toward us is that you won’t have sexual urges toward us, but with the other person, you will want to be close to them, touch them, and do…other stuff.” I said, getting his attention and he cocked his head to the side, thinking about my words and I guess comparing them to his feelings. “I have never had any urges of that kind. I have never looked at someone and thought I want to be intimate with them.”

"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

*"About us… if we fall in love, fine. We go with the flow." *"And if we don't?"* I pressed. *"Then what? What if you catch feelings for someone else after marrying me? You'll just — divorce me like we're in a video game?"* Ethan gave me a deadpan stare. *"You, out of all people, should know I don't have time or interest to fall in love with random women."* Annoyingly enough… that was true. I had seen him reject women who looked like they'd stepped off magazine covers. He didn't even blink at them.

Thinking what’s the difference between love and obsession. “Do you love him that much?” “You knew how much I love him ever since when we were young. I just stopped and give value to our friendship when he got engaged but when they broke up—I think it’s the sign that we are the ones who are meant for each other.” Obsessed, the man thought. he can see through the woman’s eyes that she doesn’t love the person she’s talking about rather, she was obsessed with him. And obsession may trigger mental health and he was afraid that the woman will totally go insane.

However, this afternoon was different; Rowan couldn't keep his attention on the work as he stared at Calista. Rowan had always had feelings for his best friend, and they had been deepening even more over the last few months, and no matter who he tried to fuck he couldn’t seem to get Calista out of his head. Every time Rowan looked at Calista now, he could no longer see her only as his best friend.