Obssess Stories

BECKFREEN!!! Taglish- "KALAPASTANGAN" There are love stories that bloom under the light- acknowledged, accepted, and celebrated. And then... there's theirs. A love that had to stay hidden. A love that grew in silence. A love that was never meant to exist. Ace (Becky) loved quietly- in the way she fixed things that were never asked, in the way she stayed even when she was slowly breaking, in the way she chose someone else... just to forget the one she truly wanted. Because loving her was wrong. Because loving her was forbidden. And Yannie (freen)? She loved just as deeply- but fear taught her how to lie, how to choose what was right... instead of what felt right. So they pretended. Pretended to be just friends. Pretended that stolen glances meant nothing. Pretended that their hearts didn't beat for each other. Until pretending... started to hurt more than the truth. Because no matter how far they ran, no matter who they tried to love- they always found their way back to the same pain. To the same person. To the same love they were never supposed to have. And in a world that calls their love a mistake... a sin... a kalapastangan- will they still choose each other? Or will they let go... just to finally breathe? Even if it means breaking... one last time. (Hello guys, so this story is inspired by the song "KALAPASTANGAN" by Fitter karma. When the song became trending, I thought about....what if I'll make a story about this song? And there, I was really doing it. And this is it. So hope you guys enjoy reading, and supporting my story. Thank you🧡)

Keeping the knife in her hand she looks around. Her breathing increasing dramatically. Backing towards her bedroom she felt someone breathing down her neck. She felt paralyzed for a moment, no matter how hard she wanted to move, her body would not allow her to. Hearing a slight chuckle, "hello Hannah." Hearing his deep voice sent chills down her spine. She could never forget that voice, it haunted her everyday of her life. Slowly turning towards him she stared; too scared to move. He pushes a piece of curly hair away from her tan face. "Did you really think you could hide from me? I'll always find you, Hannah." Not answering he sighed and made a sound of disapproval. "I'm disappointed, Hannah. I really am," he said with a smile while shaking his head, "do you know how to tell if a monster likes you?" She glares at him and he grins in response. "He.takes. another. bite."

He started to walk closer and closer and closer until we were face to face. He set his both arms on the shelf trapping me inside, and then he lowered his face leveling mine. He never cut eye contact with me in the process. His face was so close to mine I could almost smell his minty breath. I gulped again. "You look nervous. Do I make you nervous?" Duke Loyola asked me while smirking. He sure was enjoying this. "W-what do you want?!" I asked him a little louder. My fear kept on escalating as well as my voice. "If you're going to hit me, just do it and make it fast!" "Shhhhhh. The librarian might hear you." he said softly on my left ear. I felt his warm breath caressed my skin. I fought the urge not to panic at this moment. "What made you think that I would hit you? I don't hit girls, just their boyfriends." He grinned and then looked at my lips then at my neck and then back at my eyes. "What's your name?" He was so random. "Let me out." I pushed him on the chest as hard as I could but he wasn't even shaken. He grabbed both of my hands and pinned it at both sides of my head. "I won't until you give me your name." He said while looking at my lips. "Why does my name matters to you? What do you want from me?" I looked at him straight to the eyes. I was now shooting daggers at him. "What do I want from you? Well..... Now......." Duke slowly lifted his right hand to carress my cheek and ran his fingers to my throat. He gently slid his palm to my nape and pulled my face more closer to his. Is he going to do what I think he's going to do? I-is he going to k-kiss me? I stutter even I speak inside my head.

Nyx Veyra nie należy do tego świata. Nie do perfekcyjnych dziewczyn z The Velvet, które rządzą kampusem uśmiechem i reputacją. Nie do chłopaków z The Havoc, dla których rywalizacja, zakłady i władza są codziennością. I zdecydowanie nie do uczelni, w której każda relacja jest transakcją, a każdy ruch częścią gry. Nyx trzyma się z boku. Jeździ na czarnym motocyklu, nie szuka aprobaty i nie prosi o miejsce przy cudzym stole. To wystarczy, by stać się celem. Gdy elitarny zakład zaczyna rozgrywać się ponad jej głową, jej życie zostaje wciągnięte w brutalną grę, o której nie miała pojęcia. Dla The Velvet jest problemem, którego nie da się kontrolować. Dla The Havoc - narzędziem do wygranej. Kade Mercer, bezwzględny lider The Havoc, miał jedynie wykorzystać ją jako pionek. Zbliżyć się. Zagrać. Wygrać. Nie przewidział jednego - że Nyx zobaczy więcej, niż powinna. I że granica między zakładem a uczuciem zacznie się niebezpiecznie zacierać. W świecie, w którym władza i reputacja znaczą więcej niż prawda, a zdrada jest wpisana w każdą decyzję, jedna gra może zniszczyć wszystko. A jedna dziewczyna może odmówić bycia czyjąkolwiek stawką.

I always see my window open every time I wake up in the morning but I assure you that it's always closed when I'm sleeping. At napapansin ko rin na may laging nakasunod sa akin sa tuwing lalabas ako ng bahay o kahit saan ako magpunta. Sa una natatakot ako pero nasanay na rin ako at baka guni guni ko lang ang mga iyon. Hanggang sa malaman ko kung sino ang laging sumusunod sa akin or should i call him a stalker. Di ko aakalahin niya siya iyon at mas nangilabot ako sa nakita ko sa kaniyang kwarto. At isa lang ang masasabi ko. Adam Lavine is obsess with me.

"You're just obsess." She said.

Invisible. Secret Admirer. A secret fetish. Always a stalker. A devoted liker. A bad yearning for her.

Meet Scarlet Tanner. She is just an ordinary girl who join the exchange university student program from New Zealand to United Kingdom. Meet Zach Anderson. He is the type of guy that girls can fall to despite his cold behaviour. Both of them likes each other but Scarlet didnt want to accept the fact that she actually like Zach because she thinks their love would not last longer as she only stays at United Kingdom for six months so she didnt want to involve in any relationship. On the other hand,Zach is falling in love with Scarlet over and over again and he began to feel obsess of her that he believe that Scarlet is his and thus they are meant to be together forever. What could be the end of this?

This story is based on a true story. The names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in fictitious manner, any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual incidents are purely coincidental. This story contains matured contents please read at your own risk. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or do anything about this story without my permission. My permission is highely requested. Please enjoy reading and do not expect to much. I am not professional like other author's who are. But, ill do my best.So please dont judge the book by its cover. Hope you like it. P.S Plagiarism is a crime. @jianachua_ ©All Rights Reserved

This is a story about Annabelle Thompson who is the descendant of the Snow White. She is totally different compared to her ancestor. She is ugly and always being treated badly by the student of Andalusya Royal School, the school that she went to. In order to solve her problem, she ask for help from a wizard. However, it's take someone life to overcome her problem. Will she keep being influenced by the evil's whisper?? And will everyone manage to solve their life?? Wait for the answers in "THE MIRROR"!!

"What made you think that I gave two shits about that?" Raze asked nonchantantly. I stared at him incredulously. "Who asked you to care?" I retorted, snatching the cup from his hand and downing the corner of liquor left in it. "I sure as hell didn't. All I wanted was a quick lay and you proved to be very futile in giving it to me. I didn't say anything about more or beyond that." He arched an eyebrow at that before his head tilted to the side, as he studied me. I knew my blue-green eyes were red and bloodshot, but I honestly didn't care. He was staring at me at my worst and still thinking about fuck*ng. How like a man, especially one like him. "You want more, all women do," he responded. "Regardless of the fact that I don't want to be, I'm addictive, baby." "You're addicted, alright," I snapped. "Addicted to that bullshit you sprout. You weren't even that good. I've had better. Ten times better. My ex put more into it, than you did." I was lying, but he didn't need to know that. His ego needed to be put in check and I had no problem doing that. His eyes flashed for a moment before the words parted his lips. "Wanna bet, babe?" I barely had time to comprehend that he spoke before his lips came crashing down onto mine. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | MaLeisa Goosby

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Lucifer Mondragon is a devil personified. But no one knows it or maybe he was just good at pretending. Like the story of an angel who fell in hell his life is more of devious act that he will be paying for his lifetime. On the other hand, Aintonette Manalastas is a girl who has lots of positivity in her life. A happy go lucky girl who always looks at the bright side. But then when she finds out that the childhood friend she hardly look for was her boss, her life seems to shaken up and it turns upside down when she knew that he doesn't remember her. One faithful night, at the club where Aintonette used to chill and unwind, something happened that made her silent world crack and entered to the dark world of Lucifer.

Elijah has been quite obsessive over Ayano for a while now. He doesn't let her see her friends, family, he took away her phone. She does online school - with Elijah controlling her life. It's pretty bad, but, it's okay if Elijah does it, right? It's all for Ayano - his lovely girlfriend . - OC FANFIC! Elijah belongs to @obsessivehrs Ayano belongs to me, @sunshiinedoll !

Entry 14 - 2018

Despair. Hatred. Regret. These are all the things we humans feel and experience. We understand that every person have problems from themselves or from others. The question is however, will they be able to find happiness? Read my poems about life. There could be hardships, pain, obsessiveness and many more. Let this poems inspires you to have more empathy or encourage you to try to understand a person. It may not be the best but I hope you enjoy or understand the meaning of some of these.