Strange Obsession Novels & Stories

My purse which I am holding carelessly falls off and I don't notice or hear my phone ringing. I stagger backwards as the bike approaches me but then I realise it isn't only one but others surround me too. They all stop and I'm caught in their middle. I don't recognise any of the bikers but they really seemed creepy. They all get off their bikes and move closer to me, a smirk tugging at their lips. "Finally, we found a lone wolf to satisfy our urge tonight." The tall one says and I'm left speechless. My brows widen in fear as I inhale their scent. They're not wolves but rouges!

I gawked at her, “What is it to you, Rose? You don't even like him; this is just some crazy obsession that you have.” Veins bulged on her forehead and neck, pulsing with rage. Her gaze was venomous, “You know the worst thing about having an obsession? If I don't have him, nobody can.” I stood up to her, "That obsession - would kill you."

I'm fed up with these types of women and men who don't get that I just want to be left alone. I'll kill anyone who dares to bother me again, they disgust me. I'm so furious, and the worst part is that I can't think straight; I'm still itching to strangle that wretch. I loathe these easy and opportunistic ladies, trying to use any excuse to get what they want. what is this damned unease? My body feels strange as if it's not my own; this reaction is uncommon, similar to when... impossible! Has someone dared to drug me? But when? At this party, I touched nothing, only drank water from my room.

Johnny’s stomach twisted. His hands curled into fists on the bar. She walked straight toward him. He didn’t move. “Hey, stranger,” she said softly, like they were old lovers catching up. Her voice still sickly sweet. Still too smooth. “Miss me?” He didn’t answer. Didn’t blink. Just stared at her. At the bump. At the woman who had used him, lied to him, twisted his mind for years. And now here she was—pregnant, smug, and back in his orbit like she had the right.

"Oh, my! Is that the same creature that made its appearance this afternoon when Amber was showing you her breasts, while supposedly measuring your inseam? I'm surprised that she didn't try to measure something else while she was down there." "That was so embarrassing!" admitted Steve as his face reddened. "Some things are beyond my control. I'm not trying... , I mean I won't... , it's just how it is. You have an effect on me. I freely admit that, but it doesn't mean that I'm going to attack you or lose control or anything. I'm not some weird pervert of anything." "No, Lisa says you're reactions are normal, but well above average," laughed Gwen. "What do you suppose she meant by that?"

What the actual fuck? I was stunned that a woman, a stranger, not only touched me but embraced my arm. What confused me the most was that I didn’t hate it. I had severe OCD and disliked being touched by anyone, especially women, yet I didn’t mind this stranger’s touch. How crazy was that? I watched her mouth move, realizing she was speaking, but I was too distracted to focus on her words. “Boss...” Joshua’s voice cut through the confusion.

If I stay home I won't stop thinking about everything and that will only keep messing with my head. “Ugh I hate this feeling.” I grumbled. By nine, I was squeezed into a short black dress that Hannah swore was “sophisticated but dangerous.” The club pulsed with music that almost gave me a headache, lights flashing, people pressed together in sweaty bliss. My friends disappeared quickly, swept into the crowd, leaving me clutching a drink at the edge of the dance floor. That’s when I saw him. Daniel. From accounting. I didn't expect to see him here. He seemed like the nerdy type which was cute, but hot? That is what Kennedy is.

Others are easy to manipulate because of their secrets. Following someone like this becomes an obsession. You obsess and fantasise about that person until they are all you can think about. But still they don’t see you. Don’t acknowledge your existence. They will regret that in the end when I have taken everything from them. When I have destroyed their happiness because they are slowly destroying mine. Years and years of hard work down the drain. They will pay.

After thinking and pondering for a while, she finally made up her mind to get off the car and showed Jacob his son but as she unlocked the door she saw the door of rehab center opened. Her eyes lit up as she saw Jacob's lonely figure coming outside as he lit up the cigarette and took some puffs. His face looked handsome and tightened. He was deeply lost in thinking. Emma heart started beating faslty seeing him after so long. She looked at the jojo and than his father. Just as she held jojo in her arms to walk to him she saw that two hands were tied on his waist as she tried to look clearly she saw that it was Martha. They both looked intimate as Emma's all hopes seemed to be cursed by this s

I want you to come to our final union as my bride. 'Three more days, my love. Three more days until we're united forever.' 'Eternally yours, Damien' I felt sick. The casual way he talked about murder, about stealing my life, about this twisted version of love he'd convinced himself was real—it was beyond disturbing. "He's completely insane," I said quietly. "He's obsessed," Maya corrected. "And obsession can be more dangerous than insanity. Insane people are unpredictable. But obsessed people follow patterns, fixate on specific goals."