The Demon's Obsession Novels & Stories

His hand went down my back and stopped right above the edge of my shorts. Adrian inhaled deeply and looked down at me with a predator gaze. "You have human skin. Your skin and body will always feel innocent to us, no matter what you do. It will always be something that demons crave. But the way you look, Dove... My demon wants to do very, very bad things to you. First.. To kiss those lips. I want to drown in sin. I want to do everything that's forbidden."

He now found himself, fighting with his demon, who seemed to be very angry. He watched the girl keenly, as she was pushed to the ground, and as her wince came out, he felt his demon twitched in anger and hurt, but he didn't bother listening to him. As much as he wanted to convince himself that his demon is just obsessed with her body, but deep inside him, he know it's far from it. He accept the fact that the girl is really a beauty, but he's finding it difficult that it should be enough reason to drive his demon to thw edge of anger like this.

he said quietly, “when a man clings too tightly to his obsessions, he damages only himself. What you see is not the truth, only the illusion shaped by your own demons.” “Demons?” Pierce’s pupils contracted as if the word had stabbed him. Then he snapped. He hurled the food box onto the floor. Porcelain shattered, sharp cracks exploding across the room. Soup, glass, and delicately prepared dishes scattered in a chaotic mess. “My biggest demon,” he roared, pointing at me with shaking fury, “is her!”

Jesus, get it together care. I put my hand up to block my face but it’s too late; he’s staring directly at me. His brow goes sky high and he plops down in the seat she vacated as Dillon takes the one on the other side. “You keep turning up wherever I go. You stalking me?”

"Never. He's always just claiming multiple women. This way, it stops him from ruining one woman till the point of a critical state." I nodded slowly, glad that he had chosen to trust me. "But have you ever seen the demon obsessed with something or someone?" "I've only ever seen him lustful before and it never looks good." Gaius made a turn onto the street which led to the palace. I released a shaky breath. What did it mean to have the demon obsessed with me? We eventually arrived home. When Gaius parked the car, I got out before he could come hold the door for me.

He climbed high up into the sky heading for Rynion. He found it odd that he would get a report of the silver-eyed demon from the same city he had last seen her in. Although he was curious about this he was more concerned about catching her. He had to admit he was obsessed with catching her. He knew it had to be his dragon instincts that were driving him to obsess over catching her. What concerned him was not the fact that he was obsessing in catching her but was obsessing over everything involved about her. His instincts were demanding to know everything about her and even though he tried to ignore it he couldn’t.

“I didn’t take it seriously. Rich people are weird, Eli. She was excited. It sounded… harmless then.” “And now?” he pressed. “I don’t know.” “Len,” Eli said carefully, eyes fixed on her, “do you understand what this means?” She frowned. “What?” “Do you think she was trying to run away from something? Or someone? Or an obligation?” Lena thought for a moment, then shook her head. “No. If anything, she sounded obsessed with Damon. She talked about him like he was the prize. Why?” Eli’s face shifted—slow realization dawning. “Do you think—”

A person so strange that I didn't recognize, a person that disgusted me. Vincent pinned my shoulder blades to the point of pain, uncontrollably shaking. After a few moments, Vincent slowly let go of me; he reached out to squeeze my chin, his voice hoarse with a hint of cruelty. "No matter how much you hate me, you must be by my side even if you don't want to. You say I'm a demon; you're right. So don't try to escape; the more uncomfortable you are, the more I want to torment you, to see how long you can keep this expressionless face. Orabella, I want to see the day you have to beg me! I will tell you what a real demon is."

He gulped before looking at her face which was buried in his neck. He has no idea but this time he felt something else. Seeing her beautiful posture. Her indescribable beauty he felt a pang of guilt in his chest. A guilt of forcing her in what she never wanted to come. But soon chuckled realizing that his obsession for her is going in a very bad way. A way from where he can't come back. He didn't want his obsession to take a turn of. A crazy obsession. He knew that he already have forced her enough but the level of his satisfaction just can't get enough of her. How much he wanted to keep her for himself but too bad he knows himself very well. He knows that this demon can't remain loyal to on

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?