The Sweet Obsession Book Novels & Stories

Instead of losing weight, I’m going to look into those stretching machines and see if I can just get taller. Feeling frustrated, I zoom past several aisles, aimlessly grabbing salad mix, low-carb chips, and diet soda. I pass by the cupcakes in the bakery, and my mouth waters at the smell of sweet sugar. I shove on past, muttering under my breath. I glance down at my shirt, which reads I Just Finished My First Marathon (Just Kidding—I’m On My Third Cupcake), then roll my eyes. Not today, Satan. Not today. Head to the alcohol! That will help. Do they make low-calorie wine? Yes, yes they do.

He was that hallowed-bottomless barrow, always wanting more and more from her. Many times, for all those times… he had dreamt of how their first kiss would be like. Soft, gentle, passionate… For all those times, he had imagined what it would have tasted like. Sweet, tender, and romantic. Those many times, he dreamt of how her sweet lips would connect with his. As he’d taste the sweet smell of her fruity chap-stick.

“What’s it like? Having him as your stepbrother?” Trisha’s eyes sparkled. “Yeah, he’s obsessed with you. We can all see it. You’re so fucking lucky.” Maya wrapped her arm around Bella’s waist, whispering in her ear. “Tell us what he’s like. Please. Just one tip. We all want him.” Bella’s face burned, but deep inside, her body throbbed at the truth. Dom was obsessed. And she was falling, fast. And across the room, Dom watched her with a look that promised he wasn’t done.

I could taste the anger in his kiss, a bitterness that felt like it was burning through me. I wanted to pull away, to scream, to push him off, but his body was pressing down on me, immobilizing me, and I was completely at his mercy. Every muscle in my body screamed for release, for freedom, but I couldn’t break free. If you’re enjoying Sebastian’s Obsession, I kindly request your support! Your likes, comments, and shares mean the world to me. They not only inspire me to keep writing but also help more readers discover this story. Whether it’s a quick review or recommending the book to a friend, every bit of support makes a huge difference.

"How am I supposed to do that?" "By using the only obsession you currently possess." Arthur set the glass down on the mahogany desk and stepped toward her. He didn't touch her, but the heat of him radiated across the small gap. "Close your eyes, Sophie." She obeyed. "Now, think of me. Not the man who teaches you, but the man who owns you. Think of the weight of my body on yours. Think of the way I sound when I tell you exactly what to do. Feel the need for my approval, the desperation for my touch. Let that hunger grow. Let it swell until it's the only thing in your universe."

He weighed the book in his hand, not looking at the title but at me. ​"A good choice," he agreed, his voice dropping to a low purr. "Obsession is a fascinating thing, isn't it? It can drive a man mad, or it can make him feel utterly alive." He closed the distance between us just enough that I could smell the faint scent of his masculine body scent with his usual intense cologne. "And once a man is obsessed, he rarely lets go of the object of his desire, no matter the consequences." ​My breath caught in my throat because I knew he wasn't talking about Heathcliff.

Whoever owns the place must have some kinda obsession with pirates and fortunately, his little pirates make great coffee. "I'd like to have a cup of black coffee, with no sugar," I ordered in a hurry so I could get out of here. I remember very well that the daughter of whoever owned this place hates me and that's probably because I snatched her boyfriend but you can't blame me cause he was really cute. "Here's your coffee miss," a plump looking dude appears and I'm pretty much irritated by him. Did that thing really make my coffee? That's absolutely repulsive.

Chapter 5 Michael, “So I told him to stop because I needed to wake up early, but that man is relentless. And kept me awake all night, ugh.” “Don’t lie. I can see it all over your face. You really enjoyed every second of it. Fuck work, enjoy the sweetness of the beginnings, girl. When that sweet period passes, your life will be just the same old boring one, but with a nagging dick in it. I’m just saying.”

Chapter 17 LOVE OR OBSESSION? RYAN, I wanted to stop. I wanted to do the right thing—to turn away, to focus, to face Emily. But I couldn’t. The obsession had already taken root, wrapping itself around my thoughts like ivy, suffocating every rational decision I tried to make. It wasn’t just curiosity anymore. It was something darker, something that pulled me toward Elena in ways I couldn’t explain. Something that was becoming impossible to ignore.

After some time of laughing, we ended it with a sigh and looked at Marcus who only shook his head. "Do you girls want to go to the movies some time? Did you know that the movie, 'His Obsession' is out already? The one written by this awesome author, 'Gift Odulesi'." Marcus informed us with a broad smile. "Really?!" Sheryl and I squealed. "Wow, that's so cool! The 'His Obsession' that the main characters are Eve Netherland and Justin Carter? I really loved that book and I'll love to watch the movie." My lips curved into a smile.