You're My Obsession Novels & Stories

“Camden knew from the start that I wasn’t you, so it’s not my fault that the deal fell through. You owe me a replacement! “I-I should get Trevor Mynard in return! I’ll conquer him without a hitch!” The mention of his name stopped me in my tracks, and a knowing smirk tugged at my lips. “Sure. He’s yours.” Thank goodness. I’d had enough of Trevor’s obsession with being right all the time.

Sarah said and Emma nodded. "I know Sarah but I can't fall into the risk of getting pregnant especially by him! No way Sarah. Don't worry everything's going to be fine. I just want him to set his eyes on someone else and then he might forget me" Emma could only hope but she was clearly wrong as she was his passion. His obsession. His drug and his will to live. Without her in his life, Damien wouldn't be able to bear it and might hurt everyone around him.

He went over to Mickey. "Hey, move away. Let me do it, it seems as though you're planning to take my mom away from me" he muttered. Leah laughed from where she was. She's glad to see he's finally the cheerful Jaime that she knows. She looked around the restaurant worriedly. "Where are you?" She asked, referring to her husband, Sebastian. **** MONTERIO'S INVESTMENT*** Hailey shut down her computer as she was through with the day's work. She stretched her shoulder tiredly and yawned softly. She's suddenly feeling hungry.

Jasmine meant everything to him, and he would do anything to protect her. "You're obsessed with her." That sentence always echoed in Seth's ears whenever he recalled his conversation with Danzell. Even his own father had expressed the same thing. However, Seth didn't care. To Seth, whether it was obsession, love, or any other madness, one thing was clear: Jasmine must always be in his grip. Jasmine was the center of his universe, and Seth would never let anything or anyone disturb that balance.

“You really think your little love for Cameron will save you?” My chest tightened at the mention of his name. “No. It doesn’t save me. But it gives me reason. Reason to survive. Reason to get back up, even when I can barely move. Reason to make sure you regret this.” “You’re obsessed,” he muttered, shaking his head like it explained everything. “Obsession will get you killed.” I let out a bitter laugh. “Then maybe I deserve it. But at least I’m not the one hurting someone else to feel powerful.”

I continue. "I don’t know," he responds after a long pause. "I don’t know what the fuck is going on with me lately, but every time I look at you, I want to monopolize you. The thought of you being with another man drives me crazy. You’re on my mind all the damn time, even if I don’t want you there, and when I tell myself I’ll just forget you, I can’t. What the hell would you even call this? Obsession? Infatuation? Would it be like? It’s all new to me."

He thumb stops mid caress and I can feel his gaze running over me in confusion and judgement, “Obessed? Um…no.” I feel like I am freezing, like he just said the best and worst that I have ever heard. I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. “Alston, I’ve been thinking a lot about us, and I’ve realized something. I want someone who is obsessed with me.” Alston's expression shifts from confusion to concern, his brows furrowing slightly as he processes my words. I can sense the tension in the air, thick and suffocating as I wait for his response.

“This isn’t anything but obsessive.” “Marion,” I moaned, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. “Marion.” “I’m obsessed with you, Wildfire, and it’s only going to get worse.” I didn’t want it to, but his confession awakened something in me. He was obsessed. Shit, so was I. This was bad, real fucking bad.

RIVER How do you feel when someone you love deeply chooses his best friend over you? How worse can it be for me? Now, I am almost losing my sanity but everything changes when I find myself in an unknown room and my heart dies in my chest when I see my ex's favourite biker — the one he has always been obsessed with, in between my legs and a dark glint on his lips. *** A big smile crawls up my face when Ryker's message pops up on my phone's screen.

“No, Darren, I can’t, I won’t, just let me go, please, please, I am begging you, just let me go, why are you doing this to me, why are you obsessed with me, why me of all people, what is so broken inside your head that you think this is okay, that you think this is love, that you think this is anything but sick?” “You look like him, you sound like him, you know exactly what you are doing, you are twisting everything good I had, you are using his face and his body against me like it’s a weapon, and it’s killing me, Darren, it’s killing me. “I can’t even breathe looking at you because all I see is him and all I hear is him, but it’s not him, it’s you, and you are sick, you are so sick you need