The Obsession Nora Roberts Summary Novels & Stories

Always close by. constantly observing. Never getting close. never saying anything. Just watching. It was hard to ignore the pattern. My desk was piled high with pictures by midnight. And each and every one of them told the same tale. Harold had spent years observing Evelyn. long before she got married. long before she became successful. long before she came back. I had a bad taste in my mouth after realizing this. Because obsession didn't just go away over time. It expanded. It changed. It got risky.

Right now, she was where Vanessa should be. Noah spanned his hand on the small of Nora’s back. She was beautiful, everyone here caught onto it. Hers was the beauty to be admired from the distance, this close, he could point out thousands of imperfections that she so tried to hide. He was attracted to Nora, yes. If attraction meant how much awed he had been three years ago and the feeling still lingered. But his mind, even now, was disproportionally occupied by one small skittish little thing that never seemed to stay. He would look for her but he didn’t want his attention off Nora Desmond for a minute. Tonight was about her and him and the elephant on the loose which was her father.

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

Her real motive was to seduce him as she was wearing a very tiny sleep dress that was covered with a robe over it. She knocked at the Jacob’s door but nobody opened it. She than twisted his door knob, and it was unlocked. She opened the door slowly and than walked inside to just find out that the whole room was empty. She frowned unhappily, “Where did he go?” She stayed in his room for a whole hour but there was no sign of Jacob at last as she didn’t have any choice but to leave the room quietly. … Next day, she saw Jacob as usual at his working desk. His mood seemed better than yesterday he was whistling and singing happily. Martha was still confused and curious about the reason behind his

Unfortunately, Nora and Toby never got further than kissing since it turned out Nora was using him to get to his just-widowed brother. Toby sighs, turning to face the she-wolf. He groans as his eyes drink in the sight before him. Nora was sexy, with her lean, tan body and her perfect tits. Her gorgeous platinum hair stuck to her body as the water cascaded down the curls. The water rolled off her small curves, and her nipples stood at attention. "See something you like, gorgeous?" Nora glides her hands over her breast, moving to her clit. She rubs her thumb over her button, moaning as she pleasures herself. Toby gulps, and Nora's other hand grabs his member. "Nora, stop. You're not my mate."

Because she knew. And maybe she was just fucking finished with pretending to. Nora and Elias were already settled in the carriage when I climbed inside. It was over. My story was going to be told. And when the world heard what we’d uncovered… Well. The dogs would know. The carriage bumped along through slush and quiet. Wheels dug soft trenches into the snowy road, the winter woods growing thicker around us after we’d passed the gates of Obscura. Everything outside had fallen silent. Like the world itself knew to hold its breath for what came next. We’d seen no travelers. No footprints aside from those left by crows picking through ice on brittle branches.

It was a violent, merciless taking, a demonstration of power pure and simple. The six standing women were forced witnesses, their faces pale, some with tears silently tracking through their makeup. But alongside the horror in their eyes was something else, a dark, hypnotic fascination. Nora’s breath was coming in quick, shallow pants, her confessed fantasy playing out in the most brutal form before her. Ruby’s thighs were pressed together so tightly she was trembling. Amelia watched with a clenched jaw, her own core throbbing with a confused, shameful echo of the violence.

Even Robert looked confused. The usual stoic expression was plastered across his face. His dark brooding eyes swept across the hall ---observing every detail-- and finally rested on her. Much to her discomfort, his unwavering gaze continued to linger on her. Why was he staring at her like this? Her breathing staggered in response as she felt her being sucked in by his green-greyish orbs. The intensity in those pools was scaring her witless. She willed his fervid stare to leave her face but they remained stuck onto her like glue. She blinked away from his hard stare. Fortunately, before she was about to faint due to the lack of breathing, he pulled his gaze off her. She had never felt this re

Was. It had begun to drizzle, the cold droplets landing softly on my skin and the ground beneath our feet, gently splashing rain drops and dirt together in a way that smelled like earth and endings. I clenched my jaw and told him about the Black Rose. I told him that I'd gone deep, too deep, and that I couldn't go back to the NHPD. I think I broke my oath, I told him, and I don't know what's wrong with me. I should have definitely listened to his advice and not delved in deeper, I told him. I couldn't help it because it was killing me inside, eating away at me piece by piece until there was nothing left but this obsession.

t and likely kill Johnny himself, not Layla, with her gossipy nature and sharp eyes, not the old men with their rambling stories and leering eyes that seemed to miss noth- ing. It was their secret, a dangerous, intoxicating !re that they fed in stolen mo- ments and couldn't seem to extinguish, no matter how much trouble it promised, no matter how many warnings they gave themselves. Tonight, it felt even more dangerous than usual, the air thick with unspoken longing, heavy with the weight of their shared secret. She could feel it thrum- ming in her veins, a restless energy that made her hands tremble slightly as she wiped down the bar,