Obsessive Novels & Stories

"Oh, my! Is that the same creature that made its appearance this afternoon when Amber was showing you her breasts, while supposedly measuring your inseam? I'm surprised that she didn't try to measure something else while she was down there." "That was so embarrassing!" admitted Steve as his face reddened. "Some things are beyond my control. I'm not trying... , I mean I won't... , it's just how it is. You have an effect on me. I freely admit that, but it doesn't mean that I'm going to attack you or lose control or anything. I'm not some weird pervert of anything." "No, Lisa says you're reactions are normal, but well above average," laughed Gwen. "What do you suppose she meant by that?"

“That’s not a problem. We have a long time together. If that bastard could make you feel something after everything he did to you, then I’m sure, I’ll make you fall for me. No matter how long it takes.” A shiver ran through her spine, as a mixture of fear and disgust bloomed in the pit of her stomach. “You’re sick.” She hissed. “So much so that you can’t tell the difference between love and… obsession.” “Love, obsession, limerence, they are all the same thing.” He told her. “It’s a desire that is so strong, that it can’t be suppressed. It’s the kind of feeling that can cause a person to do things that are otherwise deemed unreasonable and unacceptable.”

He has been sitting here for over an hour turning things over in the specific way he turns things over, which is directly and without softening the edges, because that is how he thinks about everything and he is not going to stop doing it because the thing he's thinking about is uncomfortable. He has known obsession since before he had a name for it. He had looked at it early and called it what it was and never flinched from the truth of it. He was obsessed with her. That had been clear and simple. He'd filed it correctly and kept going. He had known possession the same way. She was his. He'd been certain of that before he had any reasonable basis to act on it, before she had any reason to a

, Shaurya finished his speech and saw how horrible Chase's expressions were. "Chasey, think properly. You are only infatuated by Nishu. You have to find out What exactly you feel for her. What is this feeling called? You have a very strong Obsessiveness of attraction for her. And you know that this type of strong Obsessiveness usually does not last long and makes people unable to think about anything else. You are one of those types of people", Shaurya pulled the last strings of Chase's hidden obsession. Shaurya mentally smirked and Chase instantly ran out of his cabin.

She tapped Dae Hyun’s back a little hard, sending a code for him to let her go. “I’m sorry,” Dae Hyun whispered. “I don’t know why I’ve bad feelings lately.” “I’m alright, Oppa,” replied Qeiza. “I think you’ve pushed yourself too hard to work very late at night.” Qeiza knew well Dae Hyun’s habits. Her adopted brother was just like Ansel. He was a workaholic who didn’t know time when he was struggling with the stack of documents or macbook. “I guessed so,” Dae Hyun agreed. “But, you’ve always bothered my mind. Have you been in trouble?”

OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER. She loved things to be done perfectly. Everything must be precise. Jacob collected the keys and came back home. Once Sarah finished packing, it was after 6pm and she hadn't had the time to cook. They nibbled junk food throughout the day. Alex and Andrea were stoked about that. She decided to go to their new home to prepare before they moved in. Sarah called Nash and Nat to join them, to be apart of their special moment.

I looked at him shocked, what did he just say? I really don’t understand him. Adrian looked at me then, I could see guiltiness written clearly in his eyes. “I am often obsessed with things. You remembered when you asked me about my love with Louis Vuitton products? I’m obsessed with the products and if what I have isn’t from them, I won’t be happy and I will go through any length to have that. When I started talking to you, it wasn’t like that at first, not until I noticed my feelings for you. Even though I was denying it then, it didn’t stop my obsession from crawling in. I noticed that when I am not with you, I miss you a lot and if I don’t hear your voice and see anything about you, I won

Nikolai left, and it was left with Hugo and me. I walked closer to him and flicked his forehead. He hissed at me and massaged the spot. “Why do you look so distracted? Are you watching p**n on your phone or what?” “Why would I watch it when I can create it?” I gave him a tired look. “After that, you call me arrogant.” “The point of watching that shit is to get hard, right? I mean, why would I watch it when I can—” “Enough, I heard you the first time.”

Because they can, they don't like people having peace of mind. He stood abruptly, his movement sharp and unsteady. "Don't worry, I'll handle it. Whatever this is, it will end right now!. " Promise me," that this won't destroy us. He looked up, something uncertain flickering behind his calm." I'll try," he said. When we reached the table, his hand found mine. It wasn't steady — cold, foreign. I knew deep down that what connected us then wasn't love, but fear. Fear of the unknown.