The Object Of My Obsession Novels & Stories

He would've laughed if he wasn't thinking of spreading those thighs apart and burying himself between them. “I'm just wondering why you acted like I was invading your privacy when I asked to come here,” Gabriella retorted, puffing her chest out in defiance. “You are invading my privacy.” Gabriella intruded on a lot more than his privacy. Every time he's had her in his house, he'd been so tempted to keep her there and satisfy his obsession. But he knew his hunger for her was insatiable. Keeping her safe would not be enough, he'd want to possess her, in every sense of the word.

“I promised you everything would be okay. I’m keeping that promise.” I remembered her face that last morning. How she smiled after I filled her with my cum. How she kissed me and said she would wait for me to pick her up. My innocent but naughty baby girl. My obsession. Another scream came from the room. Louder this time. They must have shocked him again.

Adrian stared at it for a long time before finally picking up his fork. Evan watched him quietly, sipping his wine. They ate in near silence, only the clink of silverware filling the air. When Adrian finally set his fork down, Evan leaned forward slightly. “Did you miss me?” The question was soft, but it sliced through Adrian like a knife. He opened his mouth to say no, but the word caught in his throat. The hesitation was enough. Evan’s eyes gleamed. “You did.” Adrian shoved back from the table, his chair scraping loudly. “This isn’t normal! This—this obsession, this invasion—you’re destroying me, Evan.”

"So now its my turn. I am not here just for the cake. So come on I wanna enjoy a show too." "Okay as You wish..!!" I never got too open with anyone but he was so different. I never let my gurads down in front of anyone but he was making me feel strange. I couldn't figure out my feelings then but I just articulate that it was just an attraction. He was actually too sweet and the gesture of cake and Vine on my Dad's birthday was a whole new level!! I didn't realize at that time that this attraction is going to be an addiction and obsession soon. I never imagined that I would fall for someone so easily....

a pause, and I felt this moment through the bones of my dreaming self, felt the weight of it settling into something permanent, “—is obsession. That’s what this is. Obsession. And obsession dressed in the right words still kills people.” For a long moment James looked at the person I had been, and something moved through his expression that was genuine and painful and completely insufficient for what had been done. “I don’t mind,” he said finally, “if it’s an obsession.” The me-who-wasn’t-me went very still.

Goosebumps appeared on my skin making me gulping down as I saw him staring at me with something dangerous in his eyes. "Feel whatever you want for me, but fit one thing in your little mind, you are bound to me forever." He was not saying this but declaring that he will never leave me. “He is obsessed with you” Rania’s voice screamed from the back of my head making me tremble. I looked deeply into his eyes to clear this doubt, but I shuddered furiously when it became more intense. This was really an obsession. ‘He was obsessed with me’ realisation dawned upon me but my stupid tongue slipped before I could stop it "Forever is an illusion"

I had one purpose, and one goal in my mind right now. A thought that took over me and consumed my being. This woman beneath me must die, right now and in front of everyone. Giovanni was right. I’m a monster, a beast who enjoys hurting people. I relish in the smell of blood and its color drenching me. I love watching the light fade from my victims’ eyes and it makes me shudder with joy. I’m a monster, the same as the man I love.

And what had I done? Dragged half-naked women into my study like some jealous fucking idiot trying to prove a point. My chest tightened violently. This wasn’t strategy anymore, it wasn’t control, and it wasn’t even about the bond now. This was obsession. Ugly, possessive, desperate obsession, and for the first time since all of this started, I couldn’t lie to myself about it anymore.

Maya's POV People always assume obsession begins loudly they imagine madness appearing overnight and turning ordinary people cruel in a single moment but the truth is uglier because obsession grows quietly. It starts with wanting to be chosen then wanting to matter and then wanting somebody to look at you the way they look at someone else and eventually wanting turns into needing and somewhere between need and desperation you stop recognizing yourself.

And the next day till she wakes up. There’s nothing in this world more painful than being obsessed with a woman you can’t have. But I’m past pain now. Because I’m obsessed with my younger brother’s fiancée. And I don’t know how to stop.