The Wrong Obsession Lifetime Novelas e Histórias

He stretched out his arms to barrack her from advancing. “Don’t bother with the lights of her. Once the album comes out, and the song release you can show her, just what type of music you can write.” He whispered in her ears, and she calmed down. Tira Kim smirked, “Aren’t you two look cute together? Maybe the rumours about you two are true? Or else why would you help a child like her? It’s like, she’s just a child, Shun-Feng, and shouldn’t you be more interest in a real woman? You must have some sort of paedophilia taste.” As she lets out a disdainful sigh, mockery as it may seem. She walked passed them, and no longer wanting to waste anymore of her valuable time.

An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.

“Yes.” “You knew I was going to research you and prepare to betray you.” “Yes.” “And you hired me anyway.” “Because you’re the only person I’ve ever met who doesn’t need me to survive. You’d survive without me. You’d survive without anyone.” He reached up and touched her face like he was remembering what skin felt like. “And the moment I realized that, I understood I was going to lose my mind if you left.” She understood, in that moment, what obsession actually meant. It wasn’t passion. It wasn’t love in any traditional sense. It was the recognition that someone could exist without you and choosing to make them your reason to exist anyway.

Brianna perched on a server rack, bat across her lap like a scepter, red lipstick smeared from laughing, thighs rubbing under her jeans. Big Daddy Burrito loomed behind Layla, metal hand protective on her bare thigh, thumb tracing slow filthy circles, the heat from his chassis making her skin tingle, cock twitching under his panel like it wanted in on the fun. Layla crunched a kernel loud, salt on her lips, eyes locked on Rex and Milo—pants pooled at ankles, cocks half-hard from fear and secret want, the warehouse stinking of burnt circuits and fresh cum. “We’re the judges now” she said, voice lazy and venom-sweet. “No filming. Yet. Impress us—or we post your bisexual meme pages to your moms

Poor thing didn't know what it was to be destroyed by someone who didn't know how to love without setting everything around him on !re. Johnny would ruin her. He ruined everyone eventually. It was in his blood, a 14 | S.J LANE dark inheritance he couldn't escape. A storm always brewing beneath the surface, waiting for the chance to erupt. Layla's chest !lled with a wild, sharp rage, hot and blinding. She'd survived men like him, even thrived on them, learned to take pain and wear it like perfume, a badge of honor in this godforsaken town. She knew the game, the rules, the dance of desire and destruc-tion. But if Alli thought she could tame

"You keep trying to save me, Zale, but you can't save me. This is who I am. You can't change me because I don't want to change. I love cocaine, it makes me feel good." "It'll kill you," I cut her off, wanting her to understand that this was a dark road and with the way she was carrying on right now, it would only be a matter of time, "is that what you want? To die? And leave nothing behind. Don't you want to live life to the fullest, Beauty? Don't you want to do silly things like go fucking sky diving or actually walk down the aisle? Don't you want to have children? Don't you want to actually live?"

And he punished me, toured me, He persecuted me so much that I hate my life today. I hate myself... Today my biggest wish is death !!! Now Lucifer knows everything, everything about Rachel, and he will find her soon... I could not save her... I am sorry mother !!! I am sorry family !!! I couldn't fulfill my duty, I didn't keep my promise well, I lost... !!! I am sorry... “I will hurt you for this. I don't know how yet, but give me time. A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you'll know the debt is paid.”

Dylan said, his voice low but firm, “Don’t let him get to you.” “How can I not?” I spat, my anger bubbling over. “Someone in our clan is a mole!” Dylan sighed, rubbing his temples. “Luca’s given you a month, max. I’m going to ask you this... can you work with that?” A month. I could barely even process it. I was already struggling with how to tell Faith about what I was—how to not scare her away. How to make her understand that she had to be my mate, and that she had to become a vampire. And now, I was up against a deadline. I couldn’t let Luca and our father take matters into their own hands.

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

Her obsession, her wrong companion ruined her completely. A regret or gut instinct crept into his mind as he watched her with sad eyes, but he knew she deserve, she deserve this punishment, her obsession , arrogance, ego killed a person, ruined an innocent lovely angle, Emily. Her obsession even killed her own mother, because of her cruel mind game there were not only one but also three lives were ruined.