Possessive Obsessive Romance Books Novels & Stories

He sighed a sigh of relief and stared deeply at her. "My beautiful Clara, you are so beautiful, it's unbelievable." Clara stared back at him, her eyes had shown uncertainty. The way he looked at her was unexplainable. His eyes were filled with... tender possessiveness. "Clara, you are mine. Always remember that."

“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!

While he suspected my eagerness to return to her, as always, he kept his observations to himself. I drove throughout the entire night despite Mathias suggesting that I wait until morning. My eagerness to get back to Riverhead outweighed any sense of patience. Simply hearing Jasmine's voice over the phone wasn't sufficient; I longed to see and physically be with her. I was admittedly clingy and possessive, consumed by an obsession, and the hours spent apart felt agonising. Naturally, I would never confess this to her verbally; instead, I intended to demonstrate it. Regardless of who was present, I planned to fuck and reclaim the lost time with her. Razor, my wolf, appreciated my determination

All her mind was that the lady would feel scared and apologize but her expectations were cut short. The lady glared at Joan like she is just making empty threats “ I know who you are, A dumb model who fucks around for endorsement deals, Every sensible person knows you to be a witch but your camouflage is working well for you” The lady hissed hatefully. She turned her head to the right side to bring out a novel from her bag, The novel titled ‘ Hello Kitten, Run by Anonymous Author’ She is a lover of dark romance. Joan looked at the lady with anger, and hatred that she couldn't teach the girl a lesson. She tried to calm herself down till the plane landed but her mind betrayed her.

No matter how much I tossed and turned and cussed, my mind wouldn’t just shut off. With a frustrated sigh, I sat up and reached for the book on my nightstand—Death’s Obsession. A dark romance. I had picked it up a few days ago but hadn’t had time to start it. I'd heard from countless people how good a read it was, considering it was just a few hundred pages. Now seemed like a good time to read for myself. I curled up under my blanket and flipped to the first page. The story pulled me in instantly. A brutal, obsessive villain. A heroine caught in his twisted love. The tension, the darkness—it was exactly the kind of escape I needed.

I finally decided to write my first book. And honestly, it feels like stepping into a room I’ve always been daydreaming of but never dared to enter. The beginning might not be perfect. Still a little rough around the edges, but I promise, it only gets better. This story dives deep into a dark, addictive romance. One that’s brutal, steamy, and emotionally intense. Inside, you’ll find a captive romance, enemies-to-lovers tension, obsession, lust, second chances, betrayal, drama, a dangerously possessive antihero, and forbidden power.

“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!