Toxic Obsession Novels & Stories

“Why do you think your stalker is doing this? What's in it for harassing you?” I had asked myself that question a million times. "Destroy my life," I replied. “Who would be interested in destroying your life?” “Fernando.” Paola gave Fernando one more point. “Who came into your life before the bullying started?” “Ezra.” “Do you know someone who is obsessed with your physique?” I forced my mind to think and achieved nothing. "No one that I know of," I commented. “Are you sure it's a man?” “I don't know, I can't be sure of anything but I don't think it's a woman. I have no enemy.”

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

I always knew Alex is a smart dude, but I never really tapped into his knowledge. “Now Alex, what is obsession?” He cleared his throat once more bad went on. “Obsession is a constant or repetitive analysis of something to a point where it becomes very unhealthy, one way to know it's obsession is ; it fuels your ego, it fuels your desires in a dark way, and it starts to become unhealthy, you can't seem to let them go, but love, is the strength to let go because you love them and know they don't owe you anything not even their life!”

"I know how guys think and those three were just too suggestive. I don't want anyone saying this was some sort of orgy or something." Satisfied with the day's work, the group went to get dressed for the trip back to Sparta. Meanwhile, in a rented house a few miles away from the house with the pool, six men gathered around an old wooden table. "We have almost all of the pieces in place. Soon you will change the course of history. We have only to select a target and determine the best day to strike. These Americans are lazy and soft. We shall have no obstacles in attaining our goals. You will be famous for all time, My Brothers." "Fame is not my goal," replied a large man with a swarthy beard

In the darkness, she promised herself that she was going to make him regret ever taking her. Serena had spent hours in the dark, her wrists were aching and her mind was racing. She replayed everything she knew about Lucian Moretti. She had heard he was Ruthless and Calculating but most of all, Dangerous. He wasn’t just another enemy in her father’s long list of rivals, he was the kind of man who didn’t play fair.

he replied. “And that excuses everything?” I asked. “Yeah, safe. Right,” I scoffed. How could I be safe when Sophia was out there breathing and thinking of the best way to kill me and my kids. He moved, and I blocked his path. He was hiding something, and I knew it. “You owe me answers. A lot of them. Why?” I demanded. “Why is Sophia so obsessed with me?” He looked at me, and his eyes looked downcast for a second before returning to being cold.

Eleanor didn't know that after that incident in the ward, Lauren had come to hate her even more. Hate that she had James's love but wasn't satisfied, hate that she didn't care about the relationship but wouldn't let it go, hate that she had taken away the happiness that belonged to her, Lauren. It can only be said that emotionally, once a person becomes obsessed, they take everything very seriously. People like Lauren are obviously selfish, and they don't even understand what it means to be shot while lying down.

“Nikol?’’ I can’t help but ask as he nods. “Haven’t you been fucking her since she came? I suggest you keep up with it!’’ He mutters through gritted teeth and I fight the urge not to burst out laughing. I know a jealous person when I see one and I happen to smell jealousy all over Adrian. He’s jealous, Why? He thinks I've been fucking Nikol. So that’s why he’s been acting like a jerk. He’s jealous and it’s all because of a stupid Delusion of his. “Are you jealous, Solnyshko? '’ I chuckle as he lifts his gaze to glare at me. “Fuck! Jealousy looks so good on you, Krasavchik!” I utter with a smirk on my face.

Jennifer, who was only a year younger than Vicky, had experienced no less than Vicky over the years. Seeing Vicky's interest in the topic, Jennifer spoke up, "Anthony's mother told me that most obsessions aren't from true emotions, but rather a person's deeply ingrained principles. Some people have a strong obsession with certain things, which may be due to experiencing something profound that contradicts their beliefs."

“He can't be obsessed with me. I can tolerate his hatred but not his obsession. His hatred is not letting me live peacefully but his obsession will not let me die peacefully. Please God, have some mercy on me, please don't let any other feeling develop in him for me except hatred." I somehow tolerated his hatred but my already broken self would not be able to stand before his obsession. Obsession was like a slow poison that will make you die but only after going through hell. ********* Author’s POV Two days had passed since that day but still Raniya ‘a words were wandering in her mind that he was obsessed with her which she didn’t not want to accept. She went to college the next day but when