The Prince Of Obsession Novels & Stories

He was deeply obsessed with me and wanted to get rid of Isaac, I couldn't allow it. I heard the door open and I knew it was him because he imitated the sound of a little bird towards me, it was not necessary because he had already noticed his presence. I had nowhere to run and no way to run away, I was very stupid to go straight to her cave. I was one step away from going crazy but I tried to pretend serenity, I began to probe what was within my reach and I saw a scissors on the desk next to me. I turned around and faced him, Ezra was leaning against the doorframe and looking at me with an amused expression.

And why are you keep silently staring at her? The prince asked in a defensive way, ara ara? Can’t stand watching your chick is bullied? What an obsessive prince He adores you because of your worth as saint at least I can guaranty that, the feeling of wanting to posses that light is just so obsessive, the urge to swallow it in the darkness is barely controllable

The worst of the worst, the bloodthirsty prince, the ruler of the ninth circle. Asmodeus. The prince of lust and the one who enjoyed the pain and agony of others. "I called" I said as I caressed her face "had something to complain about?" The blonde stared at me for a few seconds and then his expression returned to be something like the face of an angry child. "Do you think you can buy me with cute nicknames and affection? I... I... I..." he stopped and then pointed his index finger at me "I’m mature! I don’t need it and you can’t ruin my reputation like that!"

an unfamiliar omega moaned as she laid under the noble, she held onto her fucking into her recklessly his mind on the beautiful princess and how she looked so beautiful under the rain, his member hard become hard the more he thought of her, the way her wet clothes stuck to her perfect hourglass frame, he wanted her, he burned for her The omegas under him pulled him closer, my lord focus on me I’ll give my all to you, the omega quipped with lust-filled eyes, holding on to him But he wasn’t seeing the girl he had imagined the princess under him screaming out in pleasure instead, doing things to her she would have never gotten from her husband, he would have given her all, and it was a crime to

“God, what now?” “Sinclair says that he has a foolproof way of taking down Blue Moon,” the Prince stated stiffly. The corner of his mouth pulled into an unpleasant sneer. “Bullshit. He’s bluffing, the bastard doesn’t have anything.” “Oh, really?” The prince’s voice filled with doubt that it caused Cruz to sit up straight in his chair. “So then, perhaps, you'd care to enlighten me on why he’s in possession of an official Blue Moon coded flash drive that contains any and every girl that’s been traded and sold along with every asshole who’s ever stepped foot into your dark club...”

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

And not now, as the obsidian gates of the Nightshade Realm opened with a moan like bone cracking under pressure, revealing a fae prince with blood on his hands and shadows under his eyes. Greco Roman was not what she expected. He stood shirtless in the silver fog, skin kissed by war and carved by old scars. His torso was lean muscle, tapered, brutal not beautiful, not polished like the men of the courts but real. His eyes were obsidian pools rimmed with violet fire, and his jaw held the promise of cruelty. And yet, something in his stance betrayed the stillness of a man who had once cared deeply, before the world ripped it from him.

A lanky looking young man calls out to us from a back door. “Listen up, Princess.” She ignores the man, and stops in front of me. “Get out while you can. This isn’t the place to pick flowers and sing lullabies. Rio Rafe could never fall in love. So, snap out of it.” With a snap of her fingers, she goes back the way she came, bumping purposefully into the man. I’m frozen to the ground, trying to understand what just happened. “Nonna did say you were pretty.” The man walks to me, beaming from ear to ear, with a huge hat covering his face. “Good day to you, Senorita.” He tips his hat to me. “My name is Nick Mazza, at your service.”

THE DISCOVERY Time flew so fast,but to Ruth it was stagnant.She was under house arrest for two months,she didn't have a glimpse of what the outside world looks like,the party she found absurd was having to see what's going on in the internet because of her cell phone Rita took against her will. Her physical appearance began to increase rapidly, Rita noticed all of this and unfortunate thoughts began to course through her,she wouldn't even imagine what she was thinking to come to reality,so she died off the matters and moved on.