The Wrong Obsession Lifetime Novels & Stories

His eyes were filled with a mix of love and madness. "I am so lucky to die having seen you, Avyana.I hurt you this time too, but I was helpless. I was dying for you, dying just to see you. I knew this obsession had no limits. Only death could separate us. I am your sinner, Avyana" he whispered, placing a soft kiss on her forehead for the last time. Indeed, he was right. First came attraction, then bonds, then love, then devotion, and finally, obsession. Obsession always leads to death when it becomes extreme.

"I'm just also focused on your sad bachelor life. You sure you're not just married to your laptop, bro?" Before I could respond, my sister Sierra chimed in from across the table, smirking behind her juice glass. "Seriously, even people who swear they'll 'never get married' are tying the knot these days. What exactly is your plan? Live alone with your laptop forever?" "I don't need a plan. I'm fine." My mother placed a hand on her chest. "Fine? Fine? Who wants to be 'fine' at your age?" I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Mom…"

My ex-husband. The man I gave five years of my life treating, has killed me in every lifetime. For awhile, the problem left my focal lens, and all I could see in every lifetime is Damian stabbing into my heart in an excuse of killing the dire wolf. Yet, some cruel Fury out there thought it was the best thing to make our part cross. “ Every lifetime?” I ask just to be sure. She nodded. “ Every one of them.” “ Just how many lifetimes are we talking about here?”

"We can't, Nick. You don't know the kind of man my father is. My internship will be cancelled. I'll never get to step outside. You'll never see me again." Nick turns quiet, and I know he's reconsidering. "Then I guess we won't tell him." He says finally. "I'm not letting you go so easily." His words warm my heart, making me smile. "So this is between us." I say. "Besides, I want to know what he wants. Like, why has he made me his target? Who is he? What does he want from me?" "Things like this stem from obsession." Nick answers in a strange voice. "I think he's obsessed with you for certain reasons. We just need to find out why."

He licked the corner of his lips and moaned. "She tastes incredible," he pushed as he slid a finger into her. “ Fuck, and very tight.” My fists clenched. "I said enough." He stood slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You okay, man?" No. I wasn't okay. Because this hadn't worked. This hadn't made me want her less. It had made everything worse. I wanted to throw him out instantly and have Aria pinned against the wall. Have her reminded of who exactly she belonged to. But I couldn't. Because that would mean admitting the truth. That I was obsessed with her. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

“When she does, we’ll correct everything. Jannah won’t be needed anymore.” The words cut sharper than any blade, though Jannah wasn’t there to hear them. Her parents had already decided—she was temporary, disposable. That night, I lay in the villa’s vast bed, Adrian’s arm locked around my waist. The chandelier above cast fractured light across the room, shards of gold and shadow. My body was sore, marked, branded by his obsession. My soul trembled. He slept, his breathing steady, but his grip never loosened. I stared at the ceiling, my mind racing. How long before the mask breaks? How long before Celine forces the truth into the open? And if Alyssa wakes… what happens to me?

My phone pinged, a notification for me to take my pills and for the first time, I ignored it. I just needed to think… to breathe, to reflect. My mother would be so disappointed in me to see I went hitting a woman over a man. Well, I hope she also understands where I came from… it wasn't just about fighting over a man… It was fighting over years of supposed trust, friendship. I fought so hard for her role to be retained here even when that bitch— Everista tried to minimize jobs. God, thinking of how I've just hated the wrong bitch was sending me to a spiral session. Did she know?

We both laughed, getting into our own business, forgetting the conference meeting we were to attend. "I love you, Eve and I'll forever love you. You're my life and joy. My Obsession, I can't do without you, forever." I said. "I love you too, Justin. Mr Obsession." She teased and we laughed.

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk... Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor. His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession. She felt trapped with no one to turn to. Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING

“She’s always been mine. You just keep taking her away.” “The only thing you’re getting is beaten to death if you take one more step… the only reason you are life is because you were my brother” “You think you can stop me?” He laughed but it sounded broken. “I’ve been trying to have her for lifetimes. Lifetimes, Kael. What makes you think this time will be any different?” I didn’t really understand what he meant by lifetimes but I answered either way “Because this time I know what you really are. A sick bastard who can’t tell the difference between love and obsession.”