Within Obsession And Lies Novels & Stories

An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.

Now he had to rely on something else to keep the one he loved beside him. Even by force. Even if that meant binding them with a magical contract. Even if that meant placing chains around their neck. Even if that meant locking every door and every window. So tell me, dear reader... If you were the one who had been wronged, would you forgive the one who hurt you... Even if they loved you? Even if they were willing to literally die if you asked them to? Would you accept becoming the victim of their obsession... Their possessiveness... Their twisted love?

What I hated most, was the way she'd made me lose control. And think that was the problem. I never lost control. Not with any of my previous arrangements. And certainly not with anyone. But with her? One look from those defiant stubborn eyes and my structure rules start cracking. Fuck! I had other muses before. Beautiful women who posed for me, fucked me, and obeyed me. When I was done with them, I moved on without a second thought. So why is Aria suddenly different? Why does my body crave her? Worse, why would my mind not shut up about her?

We both laughed, getting into our own business, forgetting the conference meeting we were to attend. "I love you, Eve and I'll forever love you. You're my life and joy. My Obsession, I can't do without you, forever." I said. "I love you too, Justin. Mr Obsession." She teased and we laughed.

She asked in surprise looking at the dead wolves all over. Cathy was still crying over June's body. I still had the heart of the wolf in my hand. My eyes were emotionless. I was standing still. I crushed the heart that was in my hand. They were shocked by looking at the havoc that took place a few minutes ago. "I can't believe it. Don't tell me she killed them alone?" Lia asked with surprise again. "But how can an omega kill the general of the Sapphire's base? And these many wolves alone?" Dylan examined one dead wolf and stated.

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

The word hung in the air like a heavy weight, and she saw the flicker of guilt in his eyes. He stepped closer, his movements cautious, as though afraid she might bolt. “You’re right,” he said finally, his voice barely audible. “It is obsession. I won’t deny it. But it’s also love, Olivia. Deep, consuming love that I can’t turn off, no matter how hard I try.” Olivia shook her head, taking a step back. “I can’t do this,” she murmured. “I can’t handle any more lies, any more manipulation. I thought… I thought you were different, Sebastian. But now…”

“But at least I admit what I want. You hide behind this pathetic act of a man scorned, but the truth is, you can’t stand the idea of her moving on.” His jaw tensed, but instead of lashing back, he smirked. “Touché. But obsession is what wins, Rhea. Obsession is what keeps us hungry. And hunger is what gets results.” The two of them sat in silence for a moment, each lost in their own dark thoughts. The bar around them buzzed with laughter and chatter, oblivious to the venom dripping from the booth in the back. On the screen, the news anchor concluded the segment with a sharp line: