Pathological Obsession Novels & Stories

She is mine, all mine and the sooner she accepts this fact, the better it is for her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the beginning, I mentioned that he was suffering from OCD (obsessive-compulsive disorder). The same with which the ML of Saubhagyavati Bhava was suffering. I think I watched too much of that serial in my teenage years. PS: Angel needs to pick up her sandals and hit his head with it to bring out the spirit of OCD from him

“There would be functions where we would be in attendance to and you would play the part of a doting wife and I , a caring husband. We would both remain faithful to each other during the period of our contract and there would be no talks of children. I am a very busy person so you would most likely have the house to all to yourself as I would be scarce there. I assure you this agreement would be over before you know it “. His voice was tight and void of any emotions. “ Do you understand or do I have to go over everything again… Oh and before I forget , you and your father have been warned. I do not enjoy being fooled and would only let this slide once… Am I clear? “ His expression was harden

he spoke, calling her attention" I feel observed. It's like someone is watching me from afar. It's a strange feeling. My friend frowns and turns in her chair to look around the place. "Are you sure?"She turns her attention to me and then looks around for signs of something. "I think you're a little paranoid."I don't see anyone. "I know you're beautiful and you attract a lot of attention, but I don't think someone is watching you. We both laugh. Maybe yes, I'm just paranoid " You're right" I sigh "I'm somewhat paranoid, but nothing to worry about.

He looked so professional, so calm, which only made the secret thrumming inside me feel more illicit. “Ria, you aren’t a psychopath,” he said gently. “It’s actually quite normal to want to be near someone you like, or to keep tabs on them. However, it becomes an issue when it turns into a defining character trait for you. When you become truly obsessive with the following... that's different. You have to remember that sometimes, a person just needs their privacy.”

“You’re in my world now. And I don’t play nice with pretty little intruders.” Lila’s breath hitched, but she didn’t back down. The tension between them was thick enough to cut — hate mixed with something far more dangerous. Something that felt like the beginning of an obsession. As Elena called for the staff to bring in the luggage, Ronan turned away, but not before his mind already started wondering what Lila Monroe would sound like moaning *his* name. This was going to be hell.

I touched myself again in the bathroom, imagining Daniel fucking me hard on his desk. I was falling deeper into this obsession. I knew it was wrong. I knew it could destroy everything but I couldn’t stop thinking about my dominant father-in-law. Daniel was slowly taking over my mind and I was losing myself to him.

It's always been this way and nothing-not his contempt, chilled demeanor, or indifference-has changed it. My attraction to him feels pathological at times. I've spent a lot of time trying to figure out and rationalize my strange obsession with him. Ironically, I'm in the last year of my graduate counseling program, and I'm unable to come to any rational conclusion as to why I can't move past my attraction for this man. There's no logical explanation for it, which only makes my situation more unnerving.

My voice cracked completely on his name. "I'm here." He paused. "Lydia, listen to me. I know this is enormous. I know it's too much. But I need you to pull yourself together right now, you need to pull through this. Not because your feelings don't matter, they matter more than anything. But because somebody out there wants exactly this. They want you broken. They want you destabilized. They are watching to see what this does to you." His voice softened slightly. "Don't give them that." I sat on the floor of my office with Maya's arms still around me and listened to him breathe on the other end of the line.

His reign was marked by unparalleled cruelty, his insatiable appetite for power and domination casting a dark shadow over the vampire realm. With a heart as cold and unforgiving as the icy depths of winter, Lefevre was not one to be crossed. His piercing gaze, as sharp as the edge of a blade, could strip a soul bare, exposing its deepest vulnerabilities and laying them open for exploitation. His smile, a twisted promise of pain and suffering, was enough to chill even the bravest of warriors to their very core.

"Just—just stay with me okay? ” Her frail body convulsed under a violent cough which caused her shoulders to tremble with its force. My eyes bore witness to the gruesome scene where blood droplets struck the floor while I stood paralyzed by horror. A brief interlude emerged where all motion ceased. An unnatural and intricate terror spread through my body. This wasn’t morning sickness. A pregnancy complication was not the cause of this medical issue. This was something else. An entity of unparalleled malevolence stands before us. My fingers groped clumsily for my phone while numbness spread through them and panic blurred my vision. The call connection sound scarcely reached my awareness befor