Obsessive Stories

After transmigrating into a 1990s-era novel as nothing more than a disposable side character, Lin Xiyue expected a quiet, forgettable life. Instead, she was dragged back to the city with her mother - only to be rejected by her so-called relatives, who wanted nothing to do with them. Fine. If they wouldn't take her in, she'd make her own way. With a bit of shameless persistence (and a lot of dramatic flair), Lin Xiyue successfully pushed her mother into remarrying her first love - a widower raising a young son on his own. And the moment she heard the boy's name- Lin Xiyue froze. Wait a second. Had she just... latched onto the male lead?! A gentle, refined male lead, no less - the kind who was supposed to revolve around the heroine, not her. So why- Why was he constantly sticking to her side? Why was someone known for being warm and mild suddenly so overbearing? And why did this so-called "gentle male lead" start locking her in the house?! Hold on. Something is very wrong here. Just what kind of monster is hiding inside that "gentle" shell? - Lin Xiyue: I've secured the male lead's backing - my future is guaranteed! Hehe~ He Mingchu: Picked up a little pet and brought her home... this should be fun. Heh. - Lin Xiyue: Wait... you're saying the original male lead has already been replaced... and this one is actually a yandere?! ...Am I still going to survive this?! He Mingchu: Hm? You're saying I didn't transmigrate - I entered a novel? ...Doesn't matter. With my little pet around, life is still quite entertaining.

He executed her once. Now Elara has returned three years before her death - forced back into the empire that betrayed her, and engaged once again to the emperor who signed her execution. This time, she swears: Never trust Kael Varethis. Never fall for him again. But the man who once watched her die is no longer the same. Kael remembers. The ruthless emperor now shadows her every step, destroys anyone who threatens her, and looks at her like losing her once already ruined him. Elara came back to survive. She didn't expect an emperor obsessed with keeping her alive. But in a palace filled with secrets, prophecy, and bloodstained fate... the most dangerous thing she can do is love the man who killed her.

Grace Wilson came to UCLA for a fresh start. She wanted to leave the New York shadows behind-the rain-slicked roads, the lightning that stole her sister, and the mother who turned a kitchen knife into a weapon of hate. She carries her secrets in the long sleeves she wears in the California heat and the white pills she swallows to keep the ghosts at bay. She's fragile, guarded, and determined to stay invisible. But Valentina Lopez sees everything. Cold, brilliant, and dangerously observant, Professor Lopez doesn't just teach psychology-she dissects it. From the moment they collide in a bookstore, Valentina becomes the predator to Grace's prey. She's a storm of Chilean fire and Italian ice, a woman who uses her PhD like a scalpel to find every one of Grace's fractures. Valentina doesn't want to help her. She wants to own her. It starts with lingering gazes in the lecture hall. It escalates to accidental touches that feel like electric shocks. But in the dark corners of a West Hollywood bar, the lines between mentor and student blur into something obsessive, manipulative, and completely forbidden. Grace is a virgin who has never known love. Valentina is a master of the human mind who doesn't believe in it. In a game where the Professor holds all the power, Grace is about to learn that the most dangerous place to be... is noticed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I am a psychology major, Grace. I know exactly which buttons to push to make you come undone. The question is... why are you so eager to let me?" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: This story contains dark themes, depictions of depression, self-harm, and an intense power imbalance. Reader discretion is advised.

Please be ADVISED, that this is a ROMANTICAL book and not a BROTHERHOOD based. If you find it uncomfortable, please leave. Viewers description is advised: Stalking Age gap Forced proximity In the reserved and peaceful alleys of Bharat Nagar, Vivaan is the leader of his paltan, a bubbly schoolboy with messy black hair, sparkling eyes, and a naughty grin. He runs wild with his gang, pulling pranks and chasing dreams, blind to the secrets of his birth and past. Dev, along with right hand man, Ray, come to bharat nagar with a disgusie of normal citizens, in as the ultimate bore. Dev, Tall, lean, with a sharp jaw and glasses hiding his piercing gaze, his unfunny jokes doesnt gel well with the kids but land with the uncles. One look at Vivaan, and obsession takes hold. He wabted vivaan at any cost, by hook or crook. And he would make sure of this. What starts off with a tussle, continues with this bulwarked wall of push and pull. Vivaan refuses to bend, he was bratty, fiesty and everything savage. Dev, wanted vivaan. Thats all really mattered.

Containment Breach: Subject Zero They called it containment. Mira Senju called it observation. But the thing behind the glass was neither contained... nor understood. When a foreign entity crashes onto Earth, the Aegis Containment Authority captures what they believe to be just another specimen. They are wrong. Subject Zero does not behave. It does not obey. And it does not fear. It learns. Assigned as its head researcher, Mira is tasked with studying something that should not exist-an entity born from destruction itself. Day by day, she records its behavior. Day by day, it watches her back. Bodies begin to appear. Protocols begin to fail. And the line between researcher and subject begins to blur. Because Zero isn't trying to escape. It's waiting. And Mira? She might be the only thing keeping it entertained.

This is about an obsessive stalker and it's a dark romance. I do have short chapters (no hate pls 😭) but I hope you enjoy David Gibson: He a 6,4 dark brunette with green eyes and he is obsessed, he can't breathe,he can't live without knowing his girls every move,word, breathe. She belongs to HIM , without even knowing it.

[Ethan] Driven by intrigue-at-first-sight, Ethan couldn't quite place what exactly that he felt towards the socially awkward cat lover that he had simply bumped into one night. There was this sense of curiosity, fascination, longing and even warmth that he never felt in his cold heartless world, and only she could give it to him. And what exactly would happen to him when his feelings grow deeper to the girl who regards him as a friend, and just the idea of living without her could send him into the brink of insanity, or has he already gone mad? [Leah] The delinquent-looking brute's first impression hadn't been the best for Leah, especially someone who went to an all-female high school. She tends to avoid things that she didn't understand, but what if the said person she could never understand was persistent in being friends with her? And how long can she continue to live under the controls of her mother when he had shown her more? A bad boy who's gone soft and a good girl who begins to rebel, What are the odds?

Her husband left her on the road. A truck finished the job. She woke up with nothing - no name, no memory, no baby she never knew she was carrying. And the man sitting at her bedside? A complete stranger. But sometimes strangers see you clearer than the people who were supposed to love you.

Born to the most feared assassin in Celestia, Y/N should have inherited a life of bloodshed and death. Instead, she was given a second chance. After her mother's failed attempt to assassinate King Julian Sinclair, Y/N was taken in by Silas Lucas-a powerful sorcerer and the king's most trusted attendant. Raised within the palace as Silas's daughter, she grew up surrounded by warmth, unaware of the secrets buried in her past. But some legacies refuse to stay forgotten. As mysterious powers awaken within her and long-hidden truths begin to surface, Y/N finds herself caught between the life she was born into and the life she was given. After all, the daughter of a legend can never outrun her fate forever. (Take note that my first language isn't english so I'm sorry if the writing doesn't make sense!)

Romance kingdom, Adult 21+ Sebagai seorang konservator seni kuno dari Rusia, Anastasia sedang dalam projek penelitian makam kuno berusia seribu tahun yang terkubur di pegunungan Sikhote-Alin. Tiba-tiba dia kecelakaan dan jatuh ke jurang, lalu terbangun kembali di tubuh seorang putri Slavia timur yang telah mati. Anastasia pikir hidupnya akan enak sebagai seorang Putri. Namun ternyata dia dirampas, dibawa ke Jinryeo dan dijadikan selir oleh seorang Raja feodal dari Jinryeo yang terobsesi padanya. Raja Hwang Yu-jeong dari Jinryeo, sangat ambisius, haus kekuasaan, kejam dan seperti bencana yang berjalan. Dia naik takhta dengan cara paling berdarah. Hidup Anastasia seolah dipermainkan di telapak tangan Raja Yu-jeong, yang membuatnya terus berusaha melarikan diri dari pria obsesif dan ambisius. "Satu langkah pergi dariku, satu nyawa mati untukmu," ujar Raja Yu-jeong usai memenggal dua penjaga yang membiarkan Anastasia pergi. Untuk menyelamatkan nyawa orang-orang, Anastasia harus patuh, berusaha menggoda dan memikat hati sang Raja agar dia bisa melarikan diri!

Reserved, calculated, and loyal, 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐦𝐚𝐧 is the only daughter of the head to the British Mafia. In the criminal world, she's unknown, nobody could put a face to her name. However, in her family's more clean business, she's the head of security, watching from the shadows and protecting her family. Cruel, emotionless, and terrifying, 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨 𝐃𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬 is the heir to the Italian mafia. In the criminal world, he's seen as ruthless, and no one dares to challenge or deny him anything he wants. What happens when two completely opposite worlds collide in marriage? Will it be love or hatred that consumes them? And will their families find a way to unite or will they try and tear them apart?

When a half‑drowned werewolf from a hidden supernatural civilization crashes into Noah's ordinary life-eating his food, stealing his bed, imprinting on him, and dragging a pack of fugitives, police searches, conspiracy theorists, and a dangerously close full moon into his apartment-Noah finds himself falling for the clingy, overprotective boy who calls him "my human," even as the world discovers werewolves exist and Micah's instincts grow harder to control; a forbidden romance and found‑family story about two people who were never meant to meet but can't live without each other.

Adishti Sharma's life has always been a beautiful disaster. Clumsy, stubborn, and hopelessly bad at Physics, she spends her days trying to survive university while avoiding the one person she hates most-Professor Adyant Malhotra. Cold. Ruthless. Unapproachable. With his sharp gaze, terrifying reputation, and impossible lectures, Adyant is every student's nightmare and Adishti's personal enemy. Every encounter between them ends in arguments, detention assignments, or Adishti swearing she'll never step into his class again. But behind the polished image of the brilliant professor lies a far darker truth. Adyant Malhotra is not just a renowned Physics professor. He is the feared king of an underworld empire, a man whose name is whispered in fear by criminals and politicians alike. Merciless to his enemies and incapable of trust, he has spent years building a kingdom stained with blood. Their worlds collide when a dangerous situation forces them into a contract marriage neither of them wants. For Adishti, the marriage is a prison. For Adyant, it is merely a business arrangement. The rules are simple: No love. No interference in each other's lives. Yet living under the same roof proves far more dangerous than either of them expected. Adishti's sunshine begins to seep through the cracks of Adyant's frozen heart, while Adyant's darkness slowly drags her into a world she never knew existed-a world of power, betrayal, bloodshed, and obsession. As enemies become reluctant allies and stolen glances turn into forbidden desires, the line between hatred and love begins to blur. And when Adishti discovers the terrifying truth behind her husband's empire, she must decide whether to run from the monster she married... or fall for the man willing to destroy the entire world to keep her. One question remains: Can a ray of sunshine survive the darkness of a man who was born to destroy?

"I-I'm sorry..." Ella whispered, pressed against the wardrobe, her head lowered. "What are you sorry for, Princess?" Sebastian asked, his voice low and unsettling. "I... I tried to..." Before she could finish, his fist slammed against the wardrobe beside her. "Tried to what?" "R-run..." Sebastian gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "That's right. You tried to run." His voice was cold. "Now I'll make sure you never get the chance to do it again." "I promise." ##Content Warning & Disclaimer## This story contains themes that some readers may find distressing, including emotional abuse, manipulation, violence, coercive behavior, trauma, psychological distress, kidnapping, power imbalance, and recovery from traumatic experiences. The events, characters, and situations depicted in this work are fictional and are not intended to romanticize, justify, or glorify abusive behavior in any form. The story explores the consequences of such actions and their impact on the individuals involved. Reader discretion is advised. If any of these themes may be triggering or uncomfortable for you, please consider your well-being before continuing.

The Poison of Love Some poisons don't kill you. They just make everything else taste like nothing. He has had her followed. She has broken into his home. He has destroyed her sources. She has dismantled his father's empire piece by piece. They have been at war for four years. And not one single night in four years has either of them slept past 3am. Not one night. Ask them why. Watch them change the subject. ZAIN keeps a journal he won't let anyone read. Urdu poetry, in handwriting like prayer. He has written in this style since he was fourteen. He taught himself from old manuscripts. He thought it was a hobby. It is a memory. NOOR has a box under her bed. Photographs from monuments she can't stop visiting. Sketches she drew in her sleep. A couplet from an Agra archive that made her cry for twenty minutes. She doesn't read Urdu. She had it translated. The translation didn't explain the crying. In 1587, they were cursed. Prince and general's daughter. Forbidden love on the banks of the Yamuna. A dark saint. A moonless night. Words spoken over water that bound two souls together in the worst possible way - together but apart. Finding each other but always wrong. Always enemies. Always burning. Always almost. The condition to break it: One must be willing to destroy themselves for the other. The problem: They're starting to think they might. This is not a love story. This is what love looks like when it has been weaponised by time, twisted by fate, sharpened by four hundred years of getting it wrong - and is finally, finally ready to get it right. Read it if you want to be ruined beautifully. Read it if you believe some things are written before you're born. Read it if you've ever felt grief for something you can't remember losing.

A Forbidden Lines story - Law school was supposed to be my chance to start over. If I worked hard enough, kept my scholarship, and stayed focused, I could finally build a future that belonged to me. Then small things began to happen. Comments that lingered in my mind long after they should have been forgotten. Encounters that felt too deliberate to be accidental. The growing sense that someone was paying attention to details no one else noticed. At first, I dismissed it as stress. A new city. A demanding course load. Too little sleep and too much pressure. But the feeling never went away. The closer I came to understanding what was happening, the harder it became to tell where coincidence ended and intention began. Because somewhere along the way, I had become the subject of an interest I didn't understand. And some people, once they become interested in something, never let it go.

The more I tried to leave, the more I belonged to him. "You wanted to study a monster, Elodie. But you forgot the golden rule: when you look into the abyss, the abyss changes the rules of the game." Elodie Hart knows exactly how the human mind works. As a brilliant psychology student, she relies on facts, data, and diagnoses to keep the world at a safe distance. She is cold, analytical, and entirely under her own control. Until she meets Vincent Hale. To the world, Vincent is a brilliant, charismatic billionaire investor. To Elodie, he is the ultimate clinical study-a high-functioning, calculating enigma who plays with lives like pieces on a chessboard. Intrigued by the challenge, Elodie steps into his world, confident she can maintain her professional boundaries. She was wrong. Vincent doesn't just participate in her study; he takes over the script. Slowly, systematically, Elodie's world begins to fray at the edges. Minor details go missing. Her academic credibility is questioned. Her friends disappear. And every single time her reality shatters, Vincent is there to pick up the pieces, offering his arms as her only sanctuary. Caught in a suffocating web of gaslighting, obsession, and intoxicating desire, Elodie realizes she is losing the most dangerous game of all: the control of her own mind. A dark, highly psychological, obsessive New Adult romance. Book 2 in the completed UNDER CONTROL Series.

"A cousin's love story" Dive In Shiza's and Shahveer's love story! "A girl who was promised to her elder cousin the day she entered in this world, who knows maybe it was way before she was born, read how their different personalities brought them closer" shiza: an innocent, cute, religious one Veer: a dominant, dashing, a Hafiz Tropes~ -Touch her and die 🔪 -No abbuse -Violence -Mafia -Forced marriage -fiction -Age gap (8years) -marriage -hijabi -innocent heroine -possessive male lead(he's so possessive about her that he doesn't let her out of his sight, not trust issue at least not with her, but he doesn't trust anyone else with her) -quiet heroine (minds her own business) DISCLAIMER!!! If you don't like the story please don't pass hate, just leave it. I ain't the one forcing you to read it. Also it will be sort of Islamic and mafia, as well as izza is a practicing muslimah, so please don't judge my story and if you like it please do comment and vote!, Also none of the pics shared related to the story is mine, the credits goes to the rightful owner. Also my story is purely fiction based so please don't come asking me silly questions also my men are dominant whereas women are submissive so please I already warned you if you're not comfortable, I ain't the one forcing you to proceed. Thank you and enjoy my story!!~ RATINGS!!!~ #7 in jealousy on 5th June #3 in possessive on 2nd June #4 in Mafia on 17th June #8 in obsession on 17th June #1 in Muslim love story on 1st Aug #9 in obsession on 3rd Aug ~On hold~ Note: guys I will post as soon as the story is completed. I am going to unpublish all the parts and post them once the story is finished.

He possessed a dangerous mindset and an unpredictable nature, with deceptively attractive features that revealed nothing about him. These traits did nothing but confuse and mislead those who were oblivious to his inner world. But I knew almost everything now, and I understood that soon I would uncover it all-right to the very last moment.