Teacher Obsession Novels & Stories

Angelina's life took a turn when she left her father's country for New York City because of a scholarship she received. With her drowning in her self-insecurities and anxieties about being a curvaceous biracial. Nathaniel, one of the eligible bachelors in the State with a killer smiling face and body. The sole heir to his family's companies and a loyal fiance to his girlfriend. His fiance left him on his wedding day with a breakup letter. Due to the paparazzi and public eyes, he needed a replacement. #notyourtypicalbwwmbook

Bullied for her face. Rejected for her body. Chosen only for a bond sealed in blood. Ashley Harrison, the Alpha Healer’s daughter, spent her life mocked and unwanted—even by her own mate, the ruthless playboy Alpha Jake Lewis. Forced into a political union, she was treated like a servant, humiliated by his pack, and cast aside… until one fateful night left her carrying his child. Years later, Ashley is gone. In her place stands Alyanna Hendricks—beautiful, powerful, and untouchable. When she returns, she doesn’t expect to lock eyes with Jake… and their son meet him unexpectedly. Now, Jake wants the family he once threw away. But Alyanna has moved on—or has she? Because when secrets ignite and enemies strike from the shadows, one truth remains: A rejected mate never forgets… and the moon never forgives. Will Jake earn redemption—or lose her forever?

My mate, Noah, chose another woman while I was bleeding out with his unborn child. By the time he realized the truth, I was already gone. Sold to Alpha Mordecai — the Kingslayer feared across the north. They call him a monster. A ruthless madman drenched in blood. I should fear him, right? But what I fear is how easily he affects me. Because while Noah is desperate to get me back… Mordecai has no intention of letting me go.

At our college reunion, I let slip about the three great catches I was dating online. One ran a successful law firm, the other was a researcher at a leading institute, while another was an up-and-coming tech mogul on the Forbes list. My so-called best friend, Cassie Young, paused halfway through her plate of ribs. Giving me the side glance, she voiced her sarcasm. “I feel sorry for your future husband. Of all the women he could have, he had to marry someone with a rich history.” I took a sip of my juice and responded, “Honestly, I’m pretty stressed about the whole thing. They are all amazing. I can’t decide between them. Cassie, does anyone tickle your fancy? You can have one.” As her cutlery clattered on the table, Cassie widened her eyes. “A-Are you for real?”

“An obsession is a way for the damaged people to damage themselves more.” Martha Ann, a qualified and beautiful nurse who was recently transferred to her new job at the rehab center didn’t know that she would fall in love with a guard named “Jacob” on the very first day of her stay. She started fantasizing herself and him together and always tried to stay close to him and keep an eye on his every moment, Jacob was unaware of her love that soon turned into her obsession. Things turned bad when she found out that Jacob had fallen in love with the another nurse in the Rehab named “Emma” but what makes her felt more angry that the person who had taken her love away was also the biggest rival of her in the center. Her hatred for her and obsession for Jacob made her do the things that no one could imagine she would be capable of.. Will Jacob be able to protect Emma and himself from her obsession or would it be too late for him to realize Martha’s real intentions?

" Is the moon goddess trying to play a joke on me? how can I be mated to an omega?" Grey roared. When he realizes his fated mate is an omega he must fight his hatred against the omegas even after banishing them from his pack and overcome his demons, will his mate still be willing to accept him back after breaking her?

On Teacher's Day, my wife, Hera, was promoted to associate professor. Even for our marriage we simply registered without a proper ceremony, yet this time, she specifically prepared a feast at home to celebrate. During the dinner, she took out the flowers a male student had given her and was about to put them in a vase. Without warning, I knocked the flowers out of her hand, flipped over the vase, and, under the bewildered gazes of the whole family, calmly said, "Let's get a divorce." Hera was stunned at first, then angrily snapped, "Stanley Lawson, what's gotten into you? I’m just putting some flowers my student gave me in a vase. What's the big deal?" My mother-in-law, Sarah Swift, chimed in, "Hera just got promoted to associate professor, and it's Teacher's Day. What's wrong with a student giving her flowers? Are you seriously getting jealous over that?" I glanced at the scattered petals on the floor and slowly said, "Yes, it's because of these flowers that I want a divorce."

Luciano moved closer, closing the gap between them. An expressionless glare hardened his features as his rough hand clamped around her jaw, forcing her face up to meet his dreadful gaze. "Your husband sold you to me. I gave you the freedom you always wanted, yet somehow you ended up in my arms again." "I'm not one of those useless women who crawl back to you," she spat, ignoring the way his grip tightened on her jaw. "I despise you with everything inside me." "I bought you for seventy billion dollars," he said coldly. "If you can afford to give me back the money, I'll have no reason to deny you the freedom you want so badly. "But if you can't, you'll continue to serve me—" His lips curved into a cruel smile. "As my personal toy and plaything." \* \* \* Abandoned as a child and raised in an orphanage, she learned early that love never lasted. Years later, the same parents returned — not for her, but for their debt. To settle it, they handed her over to Davin, the man who became her husband. Just when she thought she was finally happy, everything ended. An evening after her birthday, her husband was shot dead. The man who pulled the trigger was her boss — Frederick Hayden. Until she discovered that everything happening to her from the very beginning was tied to him.

Azariah Hartwell was bound to save her family and promised to a cruel stranger—until he changed the deal. Kiel Sebastian Ashford, the ruthless billionaire known as The Golden Tyrant, waited ten long years just to claim her. He rewrote the contract, moved mountains, and built an empire only to put a ring on her finger. To the world, their wedding was a dream. For Azariah Hartwell, it was the start of a war. Trapped in a magnificent penthouse high above New York, she belongs to him entirely. He controls every step she takes, every word she speaks, every part of her life. He calls it love. He calls it protection. But Azariah knows the truth: she is his most prized possession, locked away where no one else can ever touch her. Cold, dominant, and dangerously handsome, Kiel is determined to break her spirit and make her surrender. But Azariah was born with the heart of a queen, and she does not bow. She fights him at every turn, challenging his rules and testing his limits, turning her gilded cage into a battlefield. He promised she would be his. She swore she would never belong to anyone. But in a game where obsession burns like fire and love feels like a chain, only one thing is certain: between a man who takes what he wants and a woman who refuses to lose… the battle has only just begun.

God gave me a beautiful face and a wealthy life. At the same time, He gave me the personality of a hopeless pushover and a simp. In my previous life, I fawned over Gabert Yates, putting him first in everything. In the end, Gabert, my obsessive childhood friend, imprisoned me in a pitch-dark basement, kept me as his captive, and tortured me to death. When I got a second chance, a few lines of floating comments suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Chelsea Ziegler, remember this at all times! Simps end up with nothing!] [Your childhood friend is a total masochist. Crybaby, don’t be scared. Scold him!] [He’ll even give you his life if you insult him hard enough!] I wiped away my tears as I tilted my head up and spoke to him in a soft, trembling voice, “Y-you’re just a shameful illegitimate child… a bastard!” More comments popped up: [Yes, that’s more like it, but not harsh enough. Slap him!] I stood on my tiptoes, stumbling a little as I tried to reach up and slap his face. The “smack” was not loud, but it was crisp. Gabert’s dark, unhinged gaze suddenly deepened. Things seemed to be getting interesting…