City of Obsession
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Última atualização seg, jun 23, 2025
"I graduated from university, thinking my life was finally beginning. That night, we went out to celebrate-just me, my best friend, and a room full of strangers in Los Angeles. I didn't know his name then. I didn't know his world. I just knew that the moment our eyes met, something shifted. One night turned into a dangerous game of obsession, secrets, and a love that could ruin us both.That night changed everything."
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Captivated By A Psycho
🔞 Too much love can kill you. Will you break free from this person's control, or will you stay captivated in a web of obsession? . . . ━─━────༺༻────━─━ ☆ I'm writing when I'm feeling it. ☆ beginner in writing, pls be kind^°^ ☆ open for criticism^•^ ✩ this story is dedicated to my bff, ate Rose^_^Concluída
Chased by Life and Death
"She is a monster.", they said. Well, they are not wrong. I'm not a normal monster like the others from the nightmares. Whenever I go, I spread death and happiness. Weird huh? Most girls at my age have girlfriends and boyfriends, well not me. I hate everyone and I think they hate me back. Anyway, for now I had been sent to attend to this school but I have to help to some small things If I'm not destructive by my roommates and actually teammates. If they found out about my dark past, will they stay by my side or they will fear me like the others? Whatever they decide I will protect them from everyone. Especially from myself. *TW, violence, drugs, sexual content, reverse harem*Concluída
Love of the Gangster ( Completed )
They've met in the past, The past of full of horror that they can never forget A nightmare that they experience everynight. But, They thought they met by coincidence They thought they met by chance What they didn't know was they met by PLAN A plan to make them destroy each other's life, for the gain of othersConcluída
An Unhealthy Obsession
⚠ mutual stalking, murder, voyeurism, somnophilia, dark content, dual pov, yandere behavior, toxic relationship, implied suicide, blackmail, unreliable narrators, gunplay, degradation Two people. Two obsessions. One shared sickness. You're just a barista-until the man with the crimson eyes starts coming in every day. Charming, quiet, unreadable. You shouldn't notice him. You shouldn't memorize the curve of his mouth, the time he arrives, the name he gives. But you do. And Sukuna? He noticed you first. Knew everything before you said a word. Knew your schedule, your habits, your bedroom window. You're sweet, naive-until you're not. Until you start watching him back.Concluída
Perjury
"Fuck," he breathed. "You're always so wet." Alecio slammed two fingers deep, thumb crushing my clit, fucking me hard and fast until my thighs shook. Emeric's control finally snapped, eyes molten as he locked his gaze on my pierced nipples. Seven's mouth found my neck, biting in perfect rhythm with Alecio on the other side. "Imagine my cock splitting you open while Seven fucks your mouth," Alecio growled against my skin, "and Emeric decides which hole we ruin next." ----------------------------- Five boys. One lie. No forgiveness. I lied on the stand. Not by mistake. Not under pressure. I did it on purpose, and I did it for something I wanted more than justice. A billionaire went to prison. The world moved on. I disappeared. Now I'm back. Enrolled at the same elite university his son and his best friends attend. I thought I could stay quiet. I thought if I kept my head down, the past would stay buried. I was wrong. They remember me. They know what I did. And they want revenge served cold, cruel, and up close. So they drag me into their world of power, privilege, and manipulation. They move me into their house. Watch me. Corner me. Study me like I'm just another secret to uncover. But I've kept darker things hidden than they can imagine. And the more they try to break me, the more they start to fracture. Because obsession works both ways. And none of us are walking away clean. A dark, slow-burn reverse harem where enemies blur into lovers and lies are foreplay.Concluída
Some people grow up with childhood friends. I grew up with Noah Lancaster. Two years without Noah by my side, and I thought I'd changed. I'd grown into my own person, no longer the girl who needed protecting. But stepping into the prestigious halls of St. James proved I was wrong. Surrounded by strangers who make it painfully clear I don't belong to their world, it's all too easy to fall back into old patterns. And Noah... like the constant he's always been, pulls me back into his orbit. Only he's not the same boy I remember. He's sharper now. More calculated. More intense. There's something in him I can't quite name, a quiet shift in the air around him, like the moment before a storm breaks. They say university is where you find yourself. I never thought I'd find myself in the middle of something I couldn't walk away from... or explain to the police.
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