Wild Obsession Novels & Stories

I wasn't about to let some board member's careless door add another one. I grabbed my bag and headed toward the elevators. And then I saw it. Ethan's BMW. Parked in his usual spot glossy, black, polished so aggressively you could see your own reflection in the hood. The kind of car that made other cars feel insecure about themselves. I almost walked past it. Almost. Something made me slow down. On the windshield. I squinted. Was that…? Pigeon poop. Fresh. Wet. Generously distributed across the center of the glass like some kind of modern art installation. Shining under the parking lights like a badge of honor.

"People like you don't fall in love." He smiled then. Not a smirk. Not a dangerous curve of his lips. A real smile, small and almost sad, that transformed his entire face into something unbearably human. "Who said anything about love?" he murmured. "I'm talking about obsession. Addiction. The kind of need that ruins men like me." He pressed a kiss to her forehead, so soft it made her chest ache. "And I'm telling you, Avery Morgan, that I have never needed anyone the way I need you."

I came with a broken moan, my walls convulsing around my fingers as fresh slick gushed down my hand. But even as the orgasm faded, the curiosity remained. How long until Damien uncovered the truth? How would he react when he realized the woman he was obsessed with was the ghost of the omega his brother had murdered? And how much longer could I keep fighting the pull before I lost myself completely in the man I was supposed to destroy? The secret network was growing stronger in the shadows. Damien’s obsession was deepening with every passing day. And I stood in the center of it all , wet, conflicted, and more curious than ever about how this dangerous game would finally end.

Because even as she tried to say them out loud, she realized how crazy they sounded. You want hell? I will give it to you. Starting now. Isabelle's words echoed in her head. Over and over and over. Starting now. Starting now. Starting now. Elena's vision blurred. The room tilted sideways. "Elena?" Adrian's voice sounded far away. "Elena, stay with me. Elena!" But the darkness was pulling her down. Down into a place where Isabelle's whispered words followed her. You want hell? I will give it to you. Starting now.

She looked at me with pursed lips. Even though she only gave me a look, I already knew what she meant and she wasn’t wrong. I always had a low libido so Felix’s visit usually only happens once or twice in a month. On rare occasions when my workload is greater than usual, I’d be having him over even after midnight just to relieve some stress. It was not something to be ashamed of in my perspective, but it can definitely be a big issue once it gets out so the house where Felix was working and everyone in my household had their tongues tied.

“Oh, please, Charles, I have so much to do right now and I don’t have the stomach to digest your stupid accusations or lectures. Believe me, that’s something I don’t need.” “How come can you be so cold-hearted? Are you insane? You sent someone to kill people like you had sent him to hunt some bunnies!” “Why don’t you make me a solid, ah?” “Valeria, you’re a damn murde-” “Get the hell out of here if you’re not here to give me solutions!” “You’re crazy! You’re crazy, Valeria!” Then, Charles went out. When he closed the door behind him, Charles gave himself a minute to breathe normally. He was indeed fearing that wild woman, not, she was no longer a woman, she could no longer be a human being…

Valerie’s POV The club transformed into a mysterious cesspool filled with hidden vices and concealed secrets. Faded red wallpapered walls throbbed beneath dim neon lights which cast eerie shadows across the cracked leather booths. Cigarette smoke combined with stale beer and sweat filled the air to create an intoxicating atmosphere that whispered late-night confessions and desperation. I had been in places like this before—where people exchanged their dignity for a few bills and their secrets for a drink. This evening presented my opportunity to obtain one of those hidden truths.

It’s a shadow I can’t escape, no matter how fast I walk, no matter how far I go. And as I walk down the sidewalk, I feel the undeniable weight of something dark pressing against me. The kind of dark that doesn’t just disappear. It lingers. Watches. Waits. And I know, with a certainty I can't shake, that whatever this is—whatever has started—it’s only just begun. Alessandro's POV

He holds my gaze till the sensations are too much and he closes his eyes briefly, opening them again as if not wanting to miss a single minute. "Oh, babe you have gotten great in it." Slowly I swirl my tongue along the head, flicking at the tip, making him jump. Sliding my lips over the head, I suck gently as I lower my mouth on him, taking him inch by inch till I have it all in my mouth. "Oh, you are driving me crazy."

He’s an animal! Colton kissed her clit and sucked on her core, fiercely and feverishly. Waves of pleasure washed over her and Sierra was losing her senses. She lost track of time and any sense of decency as Colton's lips brought her to her first órgasm. He didn’t stop there and he didn’t slow down either. He kept going for as long as he could, worshiping her body into the crack of dawn. “You’re mine, Sierra,” he said as he looked up at her for a moment. “Say it,”