Toxic Obsession Novels & Stories

He whispered, and I could feel the comfort of my wolf via his touch, tickling my skin. “You are the obsessed one. Sometimes, the thing about being obsessed isn’t about feeling love in an unhealthy way; rather, it’s about feeling hate, and that is both your attraction and your addiction. That description does not fit me. Who exactly is obsessed at this point?” I accidentally let it go, and I could see him gritting his teeth. He must be bothered by the things I say. He let me go, and I rolled my eyes at him. “Is that your victory?” He asks while laughing it off.

He was obsessed with her and any obsession is dangerous. • • • • • •

With a smirk in his face Alexander said"Hi gyus how are you two? Its so bad that you two didnt even got any time to celebrate your victory.And here you are in my base getting tortured by me " Alexander got up from his chair and said while moving near to them"Did you think you and your boss could kill me so easily?".He was very angry on his enemy Robert Qu.He dare to send his men to kill him.What does he think he is. when the two men saw that Alexander was very angry they started shivering.They heard that he is a moster who kills people without blinking his eye.They regreted taking a task to kill the king of underworld.

I walked to the casket of both my mother and Caramel, letting out all the words that I needed to let out. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." Someone said, patting my back from behind. I didn't bother to further know who the person was when I looked at the person but only nodded and moved away, returning to my seat. Justin, how could you?! I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe that Justin could murder my loved ones just so he could have me. What sort of stupid obsession was this? Why couldn't he just let me be and let's go our separate ways?

In my past relationships, I haven’t been able to have sex with any of them as I would begin to develop rashes when we got intimate, even with my ex-girlfriend, Annabel. I knew I was rough with her, even though it was her first time, but I couldn’t control my animalistic instinct, as I tried to get what I was deprived off, it left me baffled to how she was able to walk out of the room. My eyes moved to the rumbled sheet on the bed, and saw blood stains.

"Children like that need a conducive and strict education. Knowing Igor's family situation, Cesar was not given the help and support he needed. Therefore, he turned radical. "If this continues, he is almost definitely going to become a criminal in the future." Joey then hung up and began reading up on Jacobs syndrome. Upon reading relevant case studies, Joey was gripped by fear. Kids with Jacobs syndrome who were smart but grew up in a toxic environment would turn into sociopaths. She didn't expect the child to turn violent during the incident. Henry didn't either, so he lost an eye. When Harrison rushed over, he gasped when he saw the amount of blood on Joey's trench coat.

“If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home” Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct. But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.

Any f**king thing. No girl can humiliate him and then go scot-free.

My blood simmered to its highest peak, even when I hadn't turned to her direction. “Can you just get off my back? Even for a second, your obsession is toxic and unhealthy. You must hate me so bad to be this obsessed,” I fired back, my teeth jamming against the other. She scoffed aloud and made a light chuckle. “You wish you had someone like me obsessed over you. I love to break this news to you, Talia. Nobody's obsessed over a knocked up slut!” I had bottled down so much emotion, bit my tongue hard enough that my teeth began to sink into flesh. My heart throbbed violently and my hands moved in a direction that I couldn't control.

I say cautiously, “then good for him. He deserves to be happy. All he ever does is work.” “An obsession?” Star asks, tilting her head toward Sasha. Her question hangs in the air, her tone pressing for more. “Yes,” Sasha snaps, her eyes flashing with something I can’t quite place. “An obsession. That thing where you fixate on someone or something, obsess over it, let it consume you until it destroys your entire life. That kind of obsession.” Her laugh rings out, sharp and humorless, like she’s sharing some inside joke that only she understands. But beneath it, there’s something darker—jealousy. It’s faint, but it’s there, simmering just below the surface.