[After Beck, Joe Goldberg finds a new token of obsession, except that this one is the complete opposite of everything he thought he was attracted to. On the other hand, Alexandra Malavé is finding it rather difficult to adapt to her new surroundings. Both being self-proclaimed 'helpless romantics,' they find comfort and obsession in each other.]

A you fanfiction. Joe Goldberg x reader. Instead of Guinevere back being in the show it'll be you. This has major spoilers and it will be based after the first season. When you move to New York City next to a cute neighbor things Seemed good at the beginning but as Life goes on things take a sharp turn little by little. Of course your next door neighbor can'tt be interested in you.

kinda wanna rewrite this a bit xoxox - Joe Goldberg, a hopeless romantic who is tired of waiting around for Miss Right. After fleeing to Boston to start fresh and escape his past mistakes. He purchases his own bookstore, a clean slate and goal setting on the way. But as a helpless stranger is in need for a phone call, Joe can't help himself. He becomes obsessed with a girl he won't stop until he can call his. Cover by Infinitexmoon #1 Joegoldberg 26/2/2019

He saw her. Lillian Margo Engel. And once Joe Goldberg sees something he likes, he'll stop at nothing to get it, Because Joe doesn't play the rules, but neither does she. Well, her Internet sensation persona doesn't, anyway. Mars "The internet's Joan of Arc" Carter is everything Lillian want's to be, Tough, eccentric, but most of all, happy. After losing her father (and nine pounds) she plans to finally stay true to her alto ego, making a reluctant move to New York. But Joe won't let that happen, not while he's around. He won't let anything happen to her. Not.a.thing. "ą ȼяąƶ¥ ʍąɲ ɨ$ ą ďąɲǥ€я๏µ$ ๏ɲ€, βµţ ą $ʍąяţ ȼяąƶ¥ ʍąɲ ɨ$ ąβ$๏ℓµţ€ℓ¥ ℓ€ţhąℓ, ʍ¥ я"

Hello There. I'm Joe. But the real question. Who are you?

m a n i a - obsessive love ; experience great emotional highs and lows ; very possessive and often jealous lovers Collette, the most peculiar of runaways. She names the objects she's fond of, she hums songs that she spent weeks memorizing as they played on the radio, and her hands shake when she flips through countless books. She could never figure out how to hold a knife properly. She was awfully strange. He was the most terrifying of souls. With hair that curled in many directions at every hour of the day , soft-spoken lips and a furious mind, and the way he awkwardly glanced away when she stared back for too long. His hands could so easily snap her in half. He was awfully obsessed. "The problem with the human mind is that we so desperately want something that we will create an illusion to achieve it. It leads us to our capture. It leads us to our grave."