Shadows Of Obsession Novels & Stories

I try to scream but no sound comes out. No one would hear me even if I did. No one would even come looking for me because nobody was home. I thought it was Kartik. I got scared and my heart was racing now. I try to stay calm, the shadowy figure pushing me up against the wall. He has a hold of my hands, I can't move. With his free hand, he slowly rips open my shirt, his fingers sliding over my bare skin, finding my nipples and teasing them to hard peaks.

Claire shifted her claw back to her hand and slightly licked the blood off from the participant's locket that she got from the brunette's neck. "Either you win or win. Because a loser doesn’t deserve to live," Claire mumbled as a devilish smirk appeared on her face, looking at the corpse of the brunette.

It happened just as it did in my vision. “Are you really thinking you can get that amount for this?” one of the shadows asked. “It looks like it is about to drop dead at any minute.” He was leaning into the room like he wanted to see better, but didn’t want to taint himself with the horror of the room.

Finally, I start typing. ObsidianShade: You’re wrong if you think the darkness can be worn like a costume. It consumes you. It’s not about being sweet or light—it’s about being willing to burn everything inside you to ashes. Think you’re ready for that? If you want to shadow me, fine. But you’ll follow my rules. First, prove you can follow orders. Click the link below. It expires in two minutes. Enter the city where you live and nothing else. We’ll talk directly. I don’t work through forums.

If his cousins could see him now, they’d probably be laughing at him for being so weak. Colton didn’t know why he was feeling what he was feeling. It was like he was on drugs and he felt the withdrawal of not being with her. Being with her made him feel alive like nothing else ever could. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her. One could even say that he was obsessed.

Stay tuned for MADDEST OBSESSIONS. Love. NaYa.

Havoc broke out again. Shadows pooled at the wolves' paws nearest to Dea and me. I watched with morbid fascination as Tania stood near the window, hands barely moving as she compelled the shadows to do her bidding. The wolves who steadily approached hadn't noticed the tendrils of shadows curling up their paws. They hadn't felt the cold touch of their caress. Fear hadn't stroked its icy fingers through their blood-matted fur because they were practically salivating at the sight of Dea and me. It was a two-for-one deal. Us being together like this was their wet dream turned into a malevolent reality. Just as the four wolves approaching were mere feet away, the inky shadows almost solidified, t

“I will extract every last scrap of humanity within you and once you have been taken by the darkness I will end you.” Yet her promises sounded hollow, her threats weak even to her own ears, Vanadine thought and he disregarded them with disdain. He leaned in close, smelling the mixture of rot, mushrooms and diseased flesh that made her natural perfume, with disgust. “You know why I still come here?” He asked, whispering in her pointed ear. “To remind myself of what I must never become. To remind myself of what happens if I let the darkness win. And to pity the thing that once was my friend,” he added. “Goodbye, Horann, I will not be returning again.”

I frown and I’m about to lower my own, when I feel Zerachiel’s rage as he refuses to bend to the wolf across from us. His arrogance and hostility running through me. “How dare you call me?” The Shadow Wolf growls, his voice tearing through my mind, and I know Evangeline can hear it too. Her aura is rising and falling, the flickering of that white hue around her fading and at times I feel I can sense Evelyn’s aura, but the Shadow Wolf’s aura is far too intense to differentiate them. “We have questions, starting with the warning you gave me.” I begin. “The darkness which is beyond the reach of the moonlight will devour every living soul. The filthy blood of the impure is like a poisoned dagger