Toxic Obsession Novels & Stories

You know maybe "couple fights." And somewhere underneath all the anger and tension and chaos between Blake and I... There was still attraction. That was the worst part. Because even now standing here furious with him, I still noticed how good he looked. Still remembered the way he kissed me against the hallway wall. Still wanted him a little. Toxic. Completely toxic. Celine suddenly reached for her purse. “I think I should leave you two alone.” Neither of us looked at her. The second she walked away, the tension somehow got even worse.

He said in his deep chilly voice which made her whole body shiver. Alice was shocked. She could not understand what he was saying to her. "Ob-Obsession?" She asked. "Hmmm. Do you know what this is?" He asked. "W-What is this?" Dylan caressed her lips and replied, "I can not explain to you." Alice was very confused. What was an obsession? It was a strange word for her. She didn't hear any particulars about it before. All she knew was, obsession meant habit or one kind of addiction.

She realised it today. "What the….you are sounding like you have already become obsessed with him, Jazlyn Kingston," Iris spat, annoyed which made Jazlyn frowned. "Obsession is a very thrilling term, Iris because it can be more deep and harmful than love or hate, babe," Jazlyn uttered. Kaya just silently heard her. "Obsession is capable of silently shoving you to that edge where the fine line between right and wrong, good and bad, hate and love would blur," Kaya just stored those words of Jazlyn's inside her heart.

The man hit his both hands on the table angrily and said through gritted teeth. “It would feel so good to be killed by the one you love the most.” The woman said to him and the man frowned completely displeased by her attitude. “You’re crazy.” He then stood up and left the room. “I will kill that brat like I had killed her.. hahahaha..” Behind him, the woman’s evil laugh was echoing making the man realized what a big trouble he had taken after joining his new job…. …

It never ends well. Obsession is lethal. It creeps in quietly, wrapping itself around you like comfort, but it suffocates in the end. It erases who you were and replaces it with hunger. If I stay, the person I am will disappear, replaced by someone who longs for a violent man, a sadistic killer. Obsession has never been a good trait, and this one terrifies me more than he ever could. More than what happened earlier tonight. Being locked in that office was horrifying, but this is worse. This feels like addiction, deep and consuming.

He was such a complex man. "What do you think obsession is?" he asked, locking his stormy eyes onto mine. I was caught off guard by his question. "Obsession?" "Yes," he replied immediately. No hesitation. No smile. "Well, I think it's uh..." I chewed my bottom lip. "An unhealthy fixation. Like the... the strong influence. A compulsion. The desire to have full possession of something or someone," I explained, carefully selecting my words. "It can also be linked to mental illness."

He was deadly serious, staring into the dark recesses of my soul with his dark gaze. I looked up and shivers ran through me at the thought that people might actually be watching us right now. And he wants all these people to know that I belonged to him? What the fuck was going on? Xander's POV. Obsession is a very dangerous feeling and very delicate to play with. Most people are familiar with that addictive poison. They use some simple drugs to drown out the pain and ease their thoughts. On the other hand, my obsession with things had always yielded effective results.

he stopped after saying. His eyes were getting teary as well. He was looking at the floor. His head was filled with guilts. He had lost his first mate Isabella in a war with the Sapphires before he met my mom. I knew he loved my mom a lot, even more than his own life. But we just simply could never deny the fact that a wolf's obsession for its actual mate never dies. It was the same in case of my father. Even though he loved my mom, still the lose of his first mate never left him.

She just had to respond to her with her angry mood. "I have always said it and now I know I have enemies everywhere. People don't want my progress. You all are supposed to be happy for me but instead, you threw me hate speech. Don't worry, I will prove it. He is mine and if I can't have him, no one will. Yes, no one will." She ranted like a person who had a quarrel with an opponent but in these current situation, no one had actually made trouble with her. It was obvious that she was running insane without her notice.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?