Twilight Obsessed Novels & Stories

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

totally obliterated their ability to think but the fact that he didn’t seem to recognize her was disturbing. Doubt and insecurity struck sharply. Perhaps she hadn’t meant as much to him as he’d led her to believe. Those last days she’d spent with him inside her office had been intense. He’d grown progressively adamant that he wanted her. He’d told her that he obsessed about touching her and taking her to his bed. The things he’d said he wanted to do to her still made her squirm in sexual frustration. She’d wanted him to do everything he’d imagined. The fact that it was forbidden had only made it more difficult to resist. “Moon,” she whispered. “Look at me. Please?”

I'd grown up figuring things out as I went, alone, with nobody to show me how any of this worked. He looked at me then, mildly amused. *"Is that so?"* he said. *"My ring costs more than you want to know. You can write me a check whenever you feel like it."* My brain short-circuited. Diana choked beside me. I'd officially played myself. *"Okay,"* I mumbled, barely audible. *"I will."* I prayed he didn't hear the way my voice cracked. --- **Ethan's POV** Shopping for women's clothing was a headache.

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I didn’t have the patience or the energy to keep chasing her around. And as expected, her chin tipped up, eyes locked on mine, rebellious to the end. “And if I do?” I stopped in front of her. Close enough to feel her breath. “There are consequences for every action.” Her lips parted. “Why are there consequences just for walking away from you? from danger” I leaned down, just enough for her to feel the heat of my words when they landed. “Because I’m obsessed with you,” I said bluntly.

Everything about her, every action, every movement, was under his scrutiny, under his control. His obsession was all-encompassing. And the worst part? She wasn’t sure if it was fear or something else entirely that made her tremble whenever he looked at her like that- like she was the only thing keeping him tethered to this world. Azrael’s shadow wasn’t just following her. It was wrapping around her, pulling her under, drowning her in the dark waters of his obsession. There was no escaping it, no escaping him. And the deeper she fell, the harder it became to remember who she had been before Azrael Sartori had claimed her as his own.

My jaw clenched. Mira leaned back; her voice calm and dreamy. "All night long, I thought about him." She laughed again. "And now? I believe in love at first sight." I stared at her, mute. This lady—this pathetic, manipulative lady—stood before me, confessing that somehow, in less than twenty-four hours, she had developed this pretty sick obsession for Alexander,my man. One measured breath came, then the next. "You're delusional ," I said, freezing her in place with my glare. "This conversation never took place. You are going to respect my father, and we are both going to pretend you never said all this."

“Not this time. I won’t let her win again.” Win. Like love is some twisted competition inside her head. “She took Hayden,” Tanya mutters. “She took you.” Her breathing grows uneven. “Everything I ever wanted somehow ends up belonging to her.” Her eyes lock onto mine again. “But not this time.” The smile spreading across her face slowly makes something cold slide through my chest. Because there is nothing sane in it anymore. Nothing human. Just obsession unraveling completely. Then suddenly she stops pacing. Stills completely. And nods to herself once.

Shadows rippled. Three wisps floated out, coiling around Kai’s body. “Guardians of the Deathless Court,” Dorian whispered. “I offer my oath, blood, and command.” The wisps didn’t speak. They didn’t need to. Their hunger was endless. “I bind myself to you,” Dorian continued. “My soul to yours. In return, you’ll bind him—his life, his light. Not his will. Not his memories. Only his soul.” A voice like cracking bone whispered around him: “Cost.”

“Yes, sir. Barb and John have work here at the diner and Owen has to be at the game so I think I will be safer being with him and surrounded by the football players and cheerleaders. Broken Falls is a forty-five minute drive. Surely this psycho will take the night off.” “I wish we knew why he is so obsessed with Aurora and what that had to do with killing those other women.” Owen stated, obviously frustrated. “Has he just not been able to get to Aurora and just grabbed someone that looked similar? That doesn’t make sense to me. It seems like there is something more that we are missing. Something that sets him off and makes him want to find a victim and kill them. Then, I wonder if he is afte