Novel & Cerita These Lunatics Are Obsessed With Me

"Who the f**k do you think you are to speak to me like so" "Your Luna" ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××

I want to be back with Sarah, but the fucker is hiding in my mind. “The first Luna has been asking and searching for you everywhere, alpha. And I’m afraid that she is getting more and more agitated. No one said anything to her about your whereabouts and she is losing her mind.” I turned around and advanced on the huge male and roared in his face. The rusty bars were keeping me away from him or else I would have slit his fucking throat. “Mine.” I said the only word I have been chanting for over a day in my mind. Because that is the only thought which was occupying it.

“They go insane.” Nate blinks, slowly turning to look at me. I feel it already. That restless pull, that gnawing ache. The one that started the second I woke up. It’s still there, crawling beneath my skin like fire under glass. I don’t say anything. I don’t need to. Luca sees it on my face. “That insanity,” he continues, “is either going to drive them toward each other—because eventually, it’ll become unbearable—or…” He hesitates for a moment before he adds, “Or they’ll end up dead.”

"You heard me plain, Marco. If this pathological fixation is to be broken - if any hope remains of restoring your superiority and freeing your spirit from her relentless torment - you'll need to embrace your obsession with the Dupont woman. Court her, consume her...or be forever consumed in turn by this madness you've brought upon yourself." For once, I am utterly without words. My lips work up and down like a gasping fish as I struggle to process his profane prescription. This is...this is insanity. LunThe lunacy is the most debased, heretical variety! Yet even as I scramble for every fiber of indignant rejection, a small terrified voice calls out from the most shadowed recesses of my psych

He asked. "Because there are likely to be hot bítches there, I'm tired of f**king the same girls" Jace muttered. "Okay" The driver drove out of the company immediately. **** ALL SOULS BAR*** Hailey sat down on a chair tiredly, her body feels numb at that moment. She watched as everyone drank and danced happily and she bit her lips. She wonders when her life would be happy like theirs. "Focus, stop thinking this way. You're much better than them, remember?" She slapped her cheeks, trying to cheer herself up.

I wondered where the woman was, and what they were talking about when they mentioned the subject of the demons threatening to end the world. It made me remember the man called Darkness. The one that had been antagonized verbally by the woman. I had a feeling that whosoever that was, is a bad person, or creature. The way the men addressed themselves, talking about lifemate and all that, I was sure that they were not humans, just like Lent.

Manik warned in his threatening tone which made harshad laugh loudly . "Manik i am so obsessed with her heavenly beauty and want her with me. I also come to know that you love her so it's gonna be very interesting to see how you're gonna save her from harshad." Harshad laughed, ashok was looking at them confusingly because their voice was not audible to him.

It will make me cry because deep down, I know he's the loser in this game. My phone is ringing once more. Why is Paul insisting? He still hasn't understood? I thought I was clear, though. I knew he was head over heels with me, but now it clearly seems like I have lived with a lunatic. What if he's a psychopath? I'm afraid he'll blackmail me and starts talking about suicide!

“You’re in my world now. And I don’t play nice with pretty little intruders.” Lila’s breath hitched, but she didn’t back down. The tension between them was thick enough to cut — hate mixed with something far more dangerous. Something that felt like the beginning of an obsession. As Elena called for the staff to bring in the luggage, Ronan turned away, but not before his mind already started wondering what Lila Monroe would sound like moaning *his* name. This was going to be hell.

This was the point of no return. “He has a thing for... well, for breasts and the outside of a woman’s vagina. The labia,” I whispered the last word. “He gets completely fixated. The more you flaunt what you have, the more he’ll be disarmed. He won't be able to think straight. If you can make him forget I even exist, even for a second, I’ll have my answer.” Kim stared at me for a moment, and I braced for her to tell me I was crazy. Instead, she let out a slow, appreciative whistle.