Novel & Cerita Story Love Obsession

Something irreversible. And now, years later, as she sleeps under my roof, her scent lingering in my sheets, her voice echoing in my mind even in silence I realize it wasn’t just the beginning of my story with her. It was the end of every story I could’ve had without her. Because from the moment I saw her, I was already hers. Even if she never knew it. Even if she never wanted it. Even if she hates me for it. That’s the tragedy of obsession. It doesn’t ask for permission. It just takes root. And it never lets go.

I continued to express my emotions, taking it all out. “Just looking at you made my day. I felt I couldn't be much happier. I am so lucky to have you as my wife. I couldn't ask for more when I have you.” Grinning, I whispered. “I know You are tired of this game of obsession, aren't you? But, Don't you think that obsession is also a form of love? That I am crazy and obsessed with my Love? Don't you get it? You are my Eternal Obsession. Even the universe cannot take you away from me and me away from you. I am made for you and you for me. We both are each other's obsession. That's what we are. Different from others. That's why there's no couple like us.”

She gave him a hard gaze, "In your dreams, Aleksandr. You asked me this before too and I also told you, you are my obsession. And I hate it the way it's making me look in front of my family. Everyone thinks I am in love with you!" He chuckled with amusing features. "And that's troubling you. Because now your family thinks you are in love with me." "Stop laughing." She gritted out. Aleksandr neared her face and nodded. "Do you know what obsession means, Tigritsa?" He asked her, his eyes gleamed as He spoke. "Obsession is when you have many beautiful ladies at your beck and call. Yet you are not interested in them. You only want the woman who refuses to let you come near her. Obsession is when

“Porsche naman. Hindi na mabiro. Balik na nga lang ako sa pagiging Pambansang Bestfriend ulit. Pa-kiss nga ako.” Life is hard and scary so you need someone by your side, whether that someone is your friend, family, partner or all of them. So is love, kaya ang love ay hindi puwede sa mga taong duwag dahil ang takot ay ginagawa nilang excuse pero ang totoo ay tamad silang mag-effort mag-take ng risk, at ipakita ang sincerity nila para sa kanilang minamahal. -OH MY END!- Bonus: Tips Para Maka-Move On sa Kabiguan Ayon sa “Love is a Horror Story”

"You shouldn't say things like that Heaven, you sound obsessed with me." "What if I am obsessed with you? I couldn't bare it to lose you." I add, trying to ignore the pain of what it would feel like to actually lose him. "Heaven." I hear him sigh. "That's exactly what I'm talking about. Love and obsession aren't the same thing." "They can be." "Oh Heaven, what am I going to do with you?" "You can love me the same way I love you." "Yeah, and what kind of love is that?" He asks.

I was drowning in him- in his taste, his scent, the heat of his body, the way his cock rubbed against my aching clit with every small movement of his hips. He pulled back just enough to speak against my lips, voice dark and raw with love and obsession. “I love you, Maya,” he confessed, the words vibrating against my mouth. “I’ve loved you for so fucking long. Since the day you looked at me like I hung the moon. I tried to fight it. I tried to be the good man, the responsible one. But I can’t anymore. You’re mine. My princess. My obsession. My everything. I’m so fucking in love with you it makes me insane. That’s why I never kissed you before. I knew the second I tasted these lips, I’d never

My eyes wide as I watch him begging him to say it back. “Do you love me too…?” I ask, feeling a little nervous. He releases my face, his hands sliding down and under my thighs as he lifts me and carries me the remaining steps to the bedroom. “Do I love you?” He breathes the words. “There is love, Lana, and then there is obsession.” I frown up at him. “So you are obsessed with me?” He nods his head, his lips parted as he pants. “Love doesn’t seem strong enough to encompass what I feel for you.” he murmurs.

I replied lightly. He finally smiled. "You're smart. I guess I should read more books now." I chuckled, then asked. "What do you think about it? Love and obsession." He leaned forward, resting his elbow on the table. "I think obsession is a darker form of love. It's more intense than whatever you think love is. It is raw and messy. It doesn't lie the way love does." I stayed quiet, trying to understand him. Well, he had his own perspective just like I had mine.

the priest told him "You River Romano do you want Sriste Parker as your Lawful wedded wife??" He nodded then said "I Do.....because You're mine and you'll be mine by consent or force ....you're bound to stay under my obsession for life time... even in presence or even after my death you're mine always mine " .......I shivered at his word...it was extreme obsessive words...my hand started shaking....

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk... Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor. His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession. She felt trapped with no one to turn to. Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING