Pathological Obsession Novels & Stories

“No, Darren, I can’t, I won’t, just let me go, please, please, I am begging you, just let me go, why are you doing this to me, why are you obsessed with me, why me of all people, what is so broken inside your head that you think this is okay, that you think this is love, that you think this is anything but sick?” “You look like him, you sound like him, you know exactly what you are doing, you are twisting everything good I had, you are using his face and his body against me like it’s a weapon, and it’s killing me, Darren, it’s killing me. “I can’t even breathe looking at you because all I see is him and all I hear is him, but it’s not him, it’s you, and you are sick, you are so sick you need

THE KING'S DARK OBSESSION What is it like when a bored yet malicious soul finds something new to feed on? Catastrophic. A powerful one could have the vision of conquering something. It could either be a kingdom to rule on. A thing to add to their possessions. Or a person to prey on. A single blow against them either had them rattling down on the floor or prowling for their enemies with intensity and madness that was never seen in them before. Is it the pride that was hurt?

He said as if he is so obsessed. And it's so true Damien has a mental illness called OCD ( Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder) in which sometimes he performs his thought repeatedly like hand washing or sometimes locking his door at home or either at his office. And he hides it from everyone and only his family knows it, even from his friend John. When he's at his office his employees assume that it was usual for him to do that. They didn’t know it is about his illness.

Instead, it had turned waiting into its own quiet affliction, and I had never been a man who counted time this way, not for a person, not for anticipation that lived too close to hope. And yet by Thursday, I could have told you exactly how many candles had burned down in the side chapel since she left, the numbers of masses I had stood through without seeing her in the third pew on the right. How many times my gaze had moved to the church doors before I'd caught myself. I had become observant in all the wrong directions, and I knew, better than most, that observation left unchecked was only ever the first step toward something worse. (Obsession)That was the word I refused to use — even in si

He said in his deep chilly voice which made her whole body shiver. Alice was shocked. She could not understand what he was saying to her. "Ob-Obsession?" She asked. "Hmmm. Do you know what this is?" He asked. "W-What is this?" Dylan caressed her lips and replied, "I can not explain to you." Alice was very confused. What was an obsession? It was a strange word for her. She didn't hear any particulars about it before. All she knew was, obsession meant habit or one kind of addiction.

I hollered, stood up to approach her but she immediately moved backwards really fast, still having her face to me. I attempted to move closer but she brought her hand forward, "stop!" She yelled, panting like I was the demon of a horror movie trying to catch its prey. "Please tell me what's wrong so we can sort it out." I inquired, fully trying my best to stay calm. "Is it because of some goddamn fucking obsession that you decided to paralyse my parents by spraying that gas? Just so you could get your stupid desire." She hollered, tears rolling down her face.

She raised my chin up when she saw I was about to coward in her presence “ And where is the fun in that, huh? Why do you think I was eager to kidnap your kids___?” I gazed into Deborah's eyes, staring deep in the depth of the demon she had become all because of her obsession for Michael. I never knew obsession was real but with Deborah, I could finally understand why it is treated as a mental disease. I shake my head, to rid myself of those thoughts as I raise my lips about to answer her questions when she stopped me from providing the answers herself

She tapped Dae Hyun’s back a little hard, sending a code for him to let her go. “I’m sorry,” Dae Hyun whispered. “I don’t know why I’ve bad feelings lately.” “I’m alright, Oppa,” replied Qeiza. “I think you’ve pushed yourself too hard to work very late at night.” Qeiza knew well Dae Hyun’s habits. Her adopted brother was just like Ansel. He was a workaholic who didn’t know time when he was struggling with the stack of documents or macbook. “I guessed so,” Dae Hyun agreed. “But, you’ve always bothered my mind. Have you been in trouble?”

“Why do you think your stalker is doing this? What's in it for harassing you?” I had asked myself that question a million times. "Destroy my life," I replied. “Who would be interested in destroying your life?” “Fernando.” Paola gave Fernando one more point. “Who came into your life before the bullying started?” “Ezra.” “Do you know someone who is obsessed with your physique?” I forced my mind to think and achieved nothing. "No one that I know of," I commented. “Are you sure it's a man?” “I don't know, I can't be sure of anything but I don't think it's a woman. I have no enemy.”

" Tina asked. She can't help but feel a rush within her. Is she going to suggest that they talk him into finding a woman or letting the past go? She's ok for the later option but not the former. Jordan can only get involved with her, no, not her she meant someone like her at least. "He's heart was wounded when he lost his love. That wounded heart can only get cured by finding love again. What I mean is this. A woman like you and I have made him obsessed, it is only someone like us that can help him out of that obsession. Do you agree with me?" Isabella asked. Tina nodded. Isabella is speaking in idioms. She hadn't really said what she wanted. She's beating around the bush.