You're My Obsession Novels & Stories

a pause, and I felt this moment through the bones of my dreaming self, felt the weight of it settling into something permanent, “—is obsession. That’s what this is. Obsession. And obsession dressed in the right words still kills people.” For a long moment James looked at the person I had been, and something moved through his expression that was genuine and painful and completely insufficient for what had been done. “I don’t mind,” he said finally, “if it’s an obsession.” The me-who-wasn’t-me went very still.

Let him run. Because every time he comes back a little faster. A little hungrier. A little more mine. He thinks he's fighting me. He's not. He's fighting the part of himself that already decided. And when he finally stops fighting...when he looks at me and there's no lie left in his eyes....I won't gloat. I will just hold him tighter. Because that's what obsession is, not fireworks, not chains. Just the quiet knowledge that he belongs here, with me, in the dark.

I swallowed, shaky fingers drawing on his chest. “But isn’t that obsession?” “I am obsessed with you Principessa.” He breathed out, looking so relaxed and so handsome. “But what if that obsession runs over? What if you wake up one day and you realize all the flaws that you can’t stand but had not been seeing because you were misled by your obsession?”

my countenance suddenly changed like the ruthless boss I was known to be, both the calm version Gwen saw earlier on, I can't afford to be weak in front of my men because I don't play with whatever concerns me, especially my job "Where's my substance? I need Mario alive and my package intact. Did you get what I want?" I asked, their stare made me furious, I hit the table in front of me, standing on my feet, they stared at me eyeball to eyeball, knowing what I could do if no one started talking

Or just some kind of plain, creepy obsession? _______________ ______________________

LOGAN. Why? I don’t ever get obsessed with someone; even the moon goddess knows that. Aside from my mother, whom I have loved ever so much, and Madam Yv, a little bit of my brother, though sometimes, I still feel like smashing his face. And Gus, I don’t think I have become obsessed with someone before. Until she came stumbling into my life, her blonde hair never seemed to leave my memories, even as far as I pushed, they came back, ten times bigger. Fuck. I am getting obsessed with her.

“There would be functions where we would be in attendance to and you would play the part of a doting wife and I , a caring husband. We would both remain faithful to each other during the period of our contract and there would be no talks of children. I am a very busy person so you would most likely have the house to all to yourself as I would be scarce there. I assure you this agreement would be over before you know it “. His voice was tight and void of any emotions. “ Do you understand or do I have to go over everything again… Oh and before I forget , you and your father have been warned. I do not enjoy being fooled and would only let this slide once… Am I clear? “ His expression was harden

I'll tell Hanson Selena is toying with his feelings, then. "Are you sick in the head?" Joey scowled. "Yes, I'm sick. I'm lovesick," stated Zachary romantically.

"We can't, Nick. You don't know the kind of man my father is. My internship will be cancelled. I'll never get to step outside. You'll never see me again." Nick turns quiet, and I know he's reconsidering. "Then I guess we won't tell him." He says finally. "I'm not letting you go so easily." His words warm my heart, making me smile. "So this is between us." I say. "Besides, I want to know what he wants. Like, why has he made me his target? Who is he? What does he want from me?" "Things like this stem from obsession." Nick answers in a strange voice. "I think he's obsessed with you for certain reasons. We just need to find out why."