Possessive Obsessive Romance Books Novels & Stories

I lied. I built a career—construction firm, decent money, a house big enough to feel empty. I dated. I fucked. I tried to burn Miles out of my system with strangers who looked nothing like him. None of it worked. Every time I closed my eyes, it was his face I saw—older now, sharper cheekbones, fuller lips, that same shy sweetness still clinging to the edges. I told myself distance would kill the obsession. I was wrong.

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

“It’s good to know I have no competitor because I hate sharing what belongs to me. Rightfully” I know how possessive I sound now, but I can’t care less. My mate just informed me I’m all alone in the race to win her heart, body, and soul. I lick my lips, my vision getting filled with an intense cloud of lust that rakes my entire body. Fuck! ‘I guess…’ Oh, baby sugar. You’re mine to own, dominate, and feast on to my utmost pleasure. The innate desire for this daring woman has a thrilling shiver race down to my groin and I press my thighs together, loving every feel of it.

It tastes sweeter than any wine. And when we finished it, I leaned forward and kissed him, my lips moving perfectly against his. He tasted like honey and chocolate. We continued kissing. I felt his other hand slip under my shirt. I gasped at the feel of his cold fingers on my bare stomach. He stopped for a second and stared down at my body. His eyes glowed red and they filled with desire. I knew what that meant. "You want me?" I asked breathlessly.

“ Finally, our hide and seek just ended. “ He bended his body as he whispered near her flushed ears. Biting it slightly before licking her neck, he only wanted to ‘do' her. To punish her! ‘ You’re mine. Every inch of you is mine. Just mine. Mine alone! ‘ ***** WARNING: There will be an obsession and possessiveness at the middle of this story. For those who are sensitive of DARK ROMANCE, you can choose to stop reading this or continue. Thank you!

She wondered; this man was the most confusing one she’d met. At first when she saw his true nature, she’d hated the moon goddess for pairing her with such a jackass, he might be good-looking, but he had an unwelcome character, one that would repel any she-wolf. But now, after seeing him that day, after seeing the fear in his eyes, he looked so terribly frightened of losing her, of losing something that belonged to him, like he was familiar with the pain of losing something so dear to him before, and he was scared of experiencing that pain all over again. She knew that there must be a reason for this; his possessive nature didn’t come naturally, something must have caused it. She recalled Cia

I’m mean and twisted by the scars of my past. I don’t know how to be soft or romantic. My love is kind of possessive, fueled by a primal need to protect what I held dear and keep what is mine to myself. I am a jealous lover, I don’t know what I’ll do if I find out she is seeing another man. I thought of a way to keep her under my control and keep a close eye on her. Stalking her won’t always work, she could see me someday and call the cops on me.

“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

“Our empire. Our obsession. Our life. No one can touch this—not Langford, not the press, not anyone. And as long as I have you, nothing will ever threaten us again.” Her lips curved into a smile, exhausted, satisfied, and overwhelmed by the intensity of their journey. “Then I surrender,” she whispered. “Completely. All of me.” Dominic’s grin was feral, dark, unstoppable. “Good girl.” And then, because their obsession was never purely emotional, he claimed her again, slowly, deliberately, lovingly, yet with the same possessive hunger that had defined every encounter. Every kiss, every bite, every stroke became a reinforcement of the empire they had built together—a kingdom of lust, obsession,

“Marcella, do you understand what that means?” I sigh, already knowing where this is going. “Stephanie….” “I’ve always wanted to date one,” she cuts in, her eyes dreamy now. “Like… the possessiveness, the obsession, the way they don’t let anyone else touch what’s theirs…” She hugs herself slightly, smiling. “It’s exactly like the dark romance books I read.” I stare at her, completely unimpressed. “You need help,” I say and she laughs. “I’m serious! Imagine it… a guy who would burn the world for you? Who would kill for you?”