Sinful Obsession Jk Ff Novels & Stories

Drawing a sinister smile as they three sit beside his throne and all the while JK is hiding his amusement for what he is seeing and has to witness the copycat rule that he finds thrilling, yet he couldn’t let them know as he shouldn’t express it even for a tiny bit. “My very piece, sin of---” Calling upon the sin that is now in complete and manifest from the back of Chantal. All after absorbing everything of the darkness that was planted inside of her. A snap and His made Chantal fall unconscious. With the ticking eeriness of the time and the hunting that slowly creates that perfect melody. A smile slowly formed out of the dark smoke that once surrounds the prey. “Here he is.” Alliah whisper

Sitting at my desk, I felt like hitting my head on it. I'd all but propositioned a complete stranger that I had quickly become obsessed with. I found my self willing her to reply, re-reading what little contact we have already had. I'm pathetic. I've worked hard to build my billion dollar empire, I have several research facilities, labs and dispensaries, properties that range fom modest and affordable to luxurious and down right extravagant. I'm the director of several charities and own hotels and restaurants and yet here I am, losing my mind over a beautiful girl.

I was forced to do this because I desperately need money to pay my mother’s treatment. Thank you for the jewellery you gave me. I promise you that I’ll pay you back someday. A sinful woman, Kesya Ansel crushed the paper in anger. Otherwise, he also felt relieved. He hated her for taking advantages of her mother’s kindness. She also betrayed the trust of the woman who gave birth to him.

Chelsea insisted. Amelia rolled her eyes in a playful way, "just spill it or I won't go with you to the cinema." Chelsea pouted, "Ugh, okay. It's Kiss me twice." Amelia smirked, "I see why you're so interested, naughty ass." Chelsea chuckled, "Trust me, I don't like it because of its makeout scenes, I just love how the main character is, she acts so well." "Okay, swear that you'll not watch one of their kiss scene."

i beleived it to be his love but it turned out to be his lust . My eyes he finds them most beautiful in me so i made me lost my eyes in an accident . Call it insanity Or obssession but i can do anything to have him . i hate him to core but i am obsessed . I am standing on the airport ,there is hustle and bustle everywhere ,the loud noises and mumures were enough for me to know that its again packed with people . "Neela hold my hand tightly we are finally getting away from all this mess " i smiled listening her before holding her hand tightly .

Present Day. Olivia's POV. People usually talk about what it feels like to be falling for someone. I've never related to that term before, until now. I can't keep my hands off of Jace, I think I might be obsessed with him. Obsession, lust and love are like the three things I've tried to avoid so far but here I am, obsessing over this broken, beautiful man who can throw me out the window whenever his demons tell him to. The thing is, I know that he and I are not gonna work, we're gonna fuck in every corner, fight and scream at each other every night and then one day, one of us is gonna walk away and never look back.

The cold air kissing my skin briefly before he returned, spreading me wide again. Oh heavenly Father forgive me, for I have sinned. For it seems I’m about to have sex with my stalker and I have no single intention of saying no… because I want the same thing too. God! Even saying that in my head sounds insane, but it doesn’t make it any less true. His obsession doesn’t even begin to rival the one I have for him. And that? That’s the most terrifying part. Because it’s not just him watching me, wanting me, consuming me with that intensity of his..

Heyyyyyyyyy I'm pretty glad I'm done with those two. I'm hurting too. Being the Don's Obsession is finished now as the second book in the series, "Angels for the Demons." Gianna Venditti and Zayne Xavier, this has to be the easiest book I've ever written, all thanks to you all for taking out time to comment and bug me. Lol, I love that too. Mint Mocha, you deserve a special chapter. I think I hurt you the most. Lol.

Her moans were like wicked symphonies I never knew I craved… soft, sinful, forbidden poetry whispered in the dead of night. Fuck. Where was this coming from? Judas Romanovski didn’t use words like this. Didn’t let himself feel like this. But for her? For her, I could write thousands—dark verses and the more I looked at her, the more it dragged me further into an obsession that bordered on madness. She was my temptation, my ruin, wrapped in whispers. A lie. Yes, she was a lie. She had to be. Cause there was no way truth could be so tempting.