Story Love Obsession Novels & Stories

The scent of human blood. Human blood was his weakness and it was against the tradition in the palace so he rebelled against the palace and now his weakness was being taken advantage of. He was looking around cautiously when the same gust touched him again. He hurriedly struck his hand which hit the target. She fell face down at some distance from him. "Assuming you're not an easy prey, "she said, shaking her hand carelessly. Harry was staring at her constantly. Her eyes were so bright. "You loved me so much that you followed me here." Harry said looking at her bright shining eyes.

I held back the tears that clogged my eyes. He smiled. “Our love is a cycle of violence and desire. It is not a pure type of love.” His tone was even, his voice composed. “Seriously?” I asked. “Yes. Love is a beautiful thing however, I don't believe in it anymore. Talking of obsession… It's damn real. I can love you today then tomorrow, I may stop loving you but my obsession for you can never come to an end. Obsession is more powerful than… Love.” He spoke with a calm, measured tone while he stared into my eyes.

“You don't really know who I am Ryan. Let me go. I can't do what you're asking for. I can't commit. But you can always f*ck me. “ I muttered, of course dripping again. I wanted him now, not his heart but his d!ck. That huge cock in between his legs—I don't need his love. “Ella. I’ll f*ck you. But I want to be doing that to you as my woman.” “Well then goodbye,” I said, struggling to wriggle free again but he wouldn't let me. “Tell me what the problem is. I can see you love me too Ella. What's the problem? Why are you rejecting us?” he muttered and I raised my brows. How do I love him? What was love to this guy? Just f*king him once? Why was he being delusional.

“That’s not a problem. We have a long time together. If that bastard could make you feel something after everything he did to you, then I’m sure, I’ll make you fall for me. No matter how long it takes.” A shiver ran through her spine, as a mixture of fear and disgust bloomed in the pit of her stomach. “You’re sick.” She hissed. “So much so that you can’t tell the difference between love and… obsession.” “Love, obsession, limerence, they are all the same thing.” He told her. “It’s a desire that is so strong, that it can’t be suppressed. It’s the kind of feeling that can cause a person to do things that are otherwise deemed unreasonable and unacceptable.”

It's a gradual process, and I was already doing all I could to get her where I wanted her. "Love is an illusion I don't have to offer. What you will experience with me is something far more powerful, something primal and dangerous. It's not love… It's obsession." My lips brushed her jaw, my breath hot against her skin, and she shuddered at my words. What did she think? That I'd tell her I loved her? Fuck, no. I had no love to offer my Kasmine. I had gone past love. What I felt for her now was an obsession. I was scared... So scared that one day, my obsession would become a disorder. That is how obsessed I was with her.

For a moment I felt bad for him because right now he was like a child deprived of love, and maybe getting to tail me because of Josh's love for me made him think he was in love with me when he was simply obsessed and couldn't tell which was which. “Because you were deprived of love, so the little you got made you obsessed. What you have for me, Darren, is an obsession that has to go. I will never be yours.” He gazed at me, his eyes moistened with crystals lurking in them. “You won't?” “No,” I answered, not wanting to give him any hope. “I will never be yours. We weren't written by the stars to be together, and it will never happen. I can never find myself loving you, Darren, as all I feel fo

“No more fear of the future. Just us. Right here. Right now.” He made love to me against the railing, the city sparkling below. It was passionate and deep, a perfect blend of our old fire and our new tenderness. I came with his name on my lips and tears of joy in my eyes. He followed, holding me like I was the most precious thing in his world. --- As we lay in bed later, the baby monitor glowing softly, Lucian traced lazy patterns on my bare shoulder. “I used to think obsession was enough,” he said quietly. “Now I understand that love is obsession plus choice. I choose you every single day. The mother. The partner. The woman who still melts when I call her my good girl.”

His eyes were filled with a mix of love and madness. "I am so lucky to die having seen you, Avyana.I hurt you this time too, but I was helpless. I was dying for you, dying just to see you. I knew this obsession had no limits. Only death could separate us. I am your sinner, Avyana" he whispered, placing a soft kiss on her forehead for the last time. Indeed, he was right. First came attraction, then bonds, then love, then devotion, and finally, obsession. Obsession always leads to death when it becomes extreme.

know you like each other and only a fool will not see the way she looks at you and vice versa, and to be honest with you, I prefer her to that other girl you are always obsessed with, Maeve is the right girl for you, trust me when I tell you this and I am not just saying this for the sake, I am dead serious, you and Maeve can be something great in the future and you will come to realize this later and you will tell me that I told you one day, you know one thing about true love, lust and obsession is that you always know when you are in love because it comes automatic and it doesn’t have to be forced, you are obsessed with the idea of having Alyssa because the very first time you saw her you

"Guess you aren't so smart after all. Well, in case you need to know this, I'll tell you. My dear, life's not about who's been with you for so long. It's about who's got respect for you, and who's ready to stay." "I love Seth," she declared in a low voice. "I'm ready for him. In fact, I've always been. I'm asking you nicely. Leave him. You really don't know how crazy I've been acting these days. I've been diagnosed with Obsessive Love disorder. At this point, whatever comes my way, shall be diminished." I chortled in disbelief. "Are you planning to kill me or what? Didn't know you're some kind of terrorist," I mocked.