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SECRETS of OBSESSION (OG)
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Ongoing, First published Jun 09
Blurb:

Ayra Zahra never imagined that one chance encounter would unravel her carefully constructed world. An overthinker with a heart that craves reassurance, Ayra is used to clinging to the familiar-until she meets Asytar Thariq.

Mysterious, intense, and unapologetically possessive, Asytar isn't the kind of man you stumble upon... unless fate has other plans. Cold on the outside, yet obsessive and fiercely protective beneath the surface, he's the storm Ayra never saw coming.

They were strangers-too different, too damaged, too unexpected. But something about their chaos fits. As obsession meets vulnerability and need clashes with control, the lines between danger and desire blur.

They never meant to fall.

But some connections are too consuming to resist.

---

Ayra (nervously):
"You don't even know me... Why are you acting like you own me?"

Asytar (quietly, but with steel in his voice):
"Because the moment I saw you, I knew you were mine. And I don't let go of what's mine."


---

Ayra (teary-eyed):
"Sometimes I feel like I'm too much... too needy, too clingy-"

Asytar (pulling her closer):
"Then be too much for me. I'll take every part of you, Ayra. Especially the ones you think no one else can handle."


---

Ayra (whispering):
"What if you wake up one day and realize I'm not what you want?"

Asytar (without hesitation):
"I don't want you, Ayra. I need you. There's a difference... and it's deeper."


---

A darkly addictive strangers-to-lovers romance that proves sometimes, the most unexpected love is the kind you can't escape.
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