Possessing The Obsessive Maniac's Cotton Doll Manhwa Novels & Stories

I beg as my eyes roll back as the sensation builds. "I want you to come for me Ella." He whispers slowly and I could feel myself slowly losing my mind. My hands swiftly find a way to his shorts and I quickly put off all of his clothing till he finally stood before me in his glorious nakedness and just when I thought I couldn't feel more desire, this man right here proves me wrong. Not knowing what exactly came over me, I reach down on my knees, grabbing his crotch in my hands and placing the tip of his manhood in my mouth, whilst slowly caressing it with my tongue.

he kept on talking while boring his eyes in hers, "you failed to understand that your strings are in my hands. That you are mine. Mine, Sheharzaad," "So it was never me who killed them. It was you. I had no reasons to kill them. You let them come close to you than the limit that I have set forth for you and their fate was sealed," he told, hitching her breath, his words playing with her mind, "You know, Sheharzaad," he tried tucking a stray strand of hair but she flinched and turned her face away, "this is just your mind trapping you to think of you being still an independent being while in real you are nothing but a possession of mine. Hannan's death should remain as a reminder to you for t

Alden was cute, childish and had an arrogant aura but he was always sweet with Dennis. "Alden, You are MINE", Dennis said as his clenched his jaw tightly. His head was thumping and eyes were bloodshot red. For the past four years, he had sleepless nights, he could not sleep without Alden. He needed Alden for himself. Alden was like a drug to him. He was addicted to Alden's sweet voice, enchanting smell and his smooth skin that still make him hard whenever Dennis remembered the past. "Nothing is over yet. I will restart everything. Either with love or with Hate", Dennis said and his voice was full of Obsessiveness. ... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

"Her state keeps on fluctuating. One minute, she is completely normal and keeps insisting that she is innocent. Then in the next minute, she lashes out violently. A few days ago she…" "What did she do?" Joonjae asked curiously. "She masturbated so violently that her vagina started to bleed," the Director winced, remembering the graphic scene. "That too with a metal rod. When the doctors tried to stop her, she suddenly gained tremendous strength and threw them all off. Then she...continued with her little activity." Joonjae and Yoseob glanced at each other. It was the first time they have heard of such a powerful possession. Was it possible that the demon was still inside her?

Lysan said, looking at Dyleon now. “Ooh, pretty.” Dyleon turned the rose around, examining it. “Hmmm.” Dyleon dropped the rose, and looked at Lysan properly. “You've been acting weird all day, Lys.” Lysan looked up at Dyleon again, “Define the weird.” “You're not usually this quiet.” Dyleon said softly. “And you're always spacing out while we’re talking.” Lysan chest tightened. Dyleon had no idea that the person he was talking to was not the same person he knew.

She cried. However, Yang Tian-Xu wanted her. He wants her now. He forced her hands down, untied his tie. Yang Tian-XU used it to tie her hands down. She struggles as she tries to break free. But how could he let her go? He pinned her down beneath him. He kissed her lips, and fondles her breast, then slowly reaching into her surfaces. Yang Tian-Xu messed up her clothing and exposed her smooth, soft skins. Wang Yi-An could only struggle, but she could never break free from his imprisonment. She cries for him to stop, but he ignores it. He could not control his body. His obsession with her had reached to this point. He could no longer stop himself.

Boredom gnawed at him like a persistent itch, urging him to break free from the dullness of the quiet guest house. He craved excitement, adventure—anything to rid himself of the heavy lethargy weighing him down. So, what better plan than to head out to the clubs? Without a second thought, Bryan dashed to his room, his heart pounding with anticipation. He rummaged through his wardrobe, tossing aside shirts and pants until he found the perfect outfit: a sleek black shirt and jeans that hugged his frame just right. Minutes later, Bryan stood before the mirror, adjusting his collar and running a hand through his tousled hair. Satisfied with his appearance, he grabbed his wallet and left the room

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''

S) In the midst of hearing T.A.S speaking inside my mind, I tidy up my long hair into a simple bun, with a hairpin, I bought these online, it was made out of white jade and silver, there were also and ornaments on it, which made like from gold and green jade. It looked like a piece of art, which also made me feel and looked like a medieval eastern prince with a long hair, similar vibes to the antagonist of the manhwa novels, which is the looks that I didn’t plan to have, but happens to get it without me wanting it. “OH MY GAWDD!!!…AHHH!!..”.

Manik exclaimed. “I’ll kick his ass! How dare you destroy this world for something bizarre like that!” Kartika exclaimed pissed off. Alfi holds her and shakes his head. “Join us! The worshipers of Vanilla and NTR Doujinshi, Harasho!” Manik exclaimed rising both of his hands. “All right, let’s kill him.” Alfi said pissed off. “Right!” Kartika and Koji exclaimed. Alfi draws Paw-pang from his bracelet and morphs those eleven pebbles into three stone platforms. Alfi, Kartika, and Koji jump on each of them and come to Manik. Koji unsheathes his sword and strokes it cloaking the blade in flame.