Obssesion Stories

ORGINALLY A 'PAID' STORY. NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON/KU *** 4 CHAPTER SAMPLE HERE *** Jake Bryant, a disgraced Chicago detective, inserts himself into the police investigation of his murdered best friend to protect the woman he loves - his friend's widow. ***** Jake Bryant, a former Chicago PD detective, rushes home after his best friend is killed. Determined to find the murderer, he starts his own investigation into Tom's death. However, the case is complicated by the involvement of a motorcycle gang, drugs, and Jake's feelings for Tom's widow. But Jake has bigger problems when the police set the killer free- who then decides to silence Tom's family as well. Now Jake is faced with the ultimate dilema. Does he trust a broken system to protect Tom's family? Or does he seek his own brand of justice? [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

Madeline has always kept to herself-quiet, careful, and far from trouble. But lately, the safety she's built around herself is beginning to crack. What starts as an uneasy feeling during her walks home soon turns into something far more disturbing: anonymous notes, unsettling gifts, and photos that prove someone has been watching her for far longer than she realized. No matter how hard she tries to escape the feeling, there's never anyone there when she looks. Which only makes it worse. Because it means one thing- someone is always watching Madeline.

"Ahhhhhh!" A scream that made even the servant quarters shiver. "God protect her from that monster," Lin the maid prayed. Behind closed doors, fear is not always political. Sometimes it is personal. __________________________________ "A daughter like you is a shame on us. Let your father come home," Mrs. Liu said, as her daughter knelt crying, begging her parents for protection. In 1962, daughters are not protected. They are negotiated. __________________________________________ And he? "You look good under me, baby." His voice is low. Dangerous. Possessive. Her hair clings to her skin, sweat and defiance mixing as she stares up at him - not broken, not yet. This is not a love story. This is a war between power and resistance. Between control and rebellion. Between a Marshal who believes fear creates loyalty... And a girl who believes healing creates strength. [ Warning ⚠️- mature , violance , de*th , gr*ped ] ©chiyamlahaba

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

Nicolas a young man met Zara who's of his same age. They hated each other's gut at first. What will happen as the story moves on.. Will they stay as people who hate each other or build an unbreakable connection between them...

Innaya Sen is a soft soul in a hard world. Chubby, curvy, quiet, and often overlooked, she is treated like a maid in her uncle's house, where her cousin Nayantara shines as the family's pride. But Innaya doesn't complain. She finds joy in the small things - a good novel, a new recipe, the laughter of her girls at the shelter... and most of all, in dancing and singing. Art is her escape. Through every graceful step and every haunting note, she pours out the pain the world won't let her speak. But nothing prepares her for Raahil Raizada. He's a man whispered about in fear - ruthless, brutal, sinfully powerful. A mafia heir with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. At a glittering party, he sets his eyes on Nayantara, but one twisted business deal later... it's Innaya who's sent into his mansion. The girl no one noticed. The girl he was never meant to see. But when he hears her sing, when he watches her dance... something in him snaps. She begins to haunt his mind - the softness he doesn't deserve, the light that makes him burn. He wants to destroy her. He wants to cage her. But she refuses to break. As their twisted fates collide, and obsession spirals into something far more dangerous, can Innaya survive a man like Raahil? Or will she become the only thing that could ever undo him?

He's the guy my mom is dating. And he's everything I shouldn't want. Noxton Gray, the world sees a fallen model making a comeback. I see a man who watches me too closely. He doesn't follow rules. He takes what he wants, teases me, pushes me, and leaves me aching for more I should hate him. I should resist. But instead, I ache to be claimed, to be ruined, to be his... even if it's wrong. Because when Noxton Gray wants something...morals don't matter. And what he wants...is me. 👑 HIGHEST RANKINGS👑 #1 in scandal 01/02/26 #1 in fangirl 08/02/26 #1 in celebrity 31/05/26 #1 in Prison 12/06/26

A billionaire feared by many hides a deadly secret behind his wealth and power. Anyone who discovers the truth either disappears or dies. But when a spy enters his life to expose him, a dangerous game begins between them. As secrets unravel and fate twists their paths together, obsession, betrayal, and dark truths threaten to destroy them both. In a world where power hides monsters, can she survive him-or will she fall into his deadly veil? ... "Please let me leave," she breathed out. A venomous chuckle escaped him. "No, sweetheart." He stepped closer, shadows swallowing half his face. "After all the chaos you caused, you still expect mercy from me?" From inside his coat, a pocket knife glinted under the dim light. The view alone made her flinch. He tilted her chin upward with the blade before pressing the cold metal against her throat. A sharp gasp tore from her lips as the skin split slightly, crimson droplets sliding down her neck.Tears blurred her vision instantly. Slowly, he dragged the knife downward, tracing her skin . The blade stopped at her cleavage, pressing harder until blood stained the fabric beneath. A smirk spread across his face. "I'll kill you," she spat weakly, forcing the words through trembling breaths. "I won't die..." she whispered "...until I kill you first." His smirk vanished, Without warning, he pressed the blade deeper.Pain ripped through her as blood flowed faster now, warm against her skin. A broken cry escaped her lips while he simply watched. "Let's see." He stepped back casually and reached into his pocket .This time, he pulled out a cigar.The lighter clicked open.A tiny flame danced between them. The moment she saw it, her entire body stiffened. "Do you remember our first encounter?" he murmured softly while lighting the cigar. Smoke curled around him like a living shadow. "What this tiny little spark did to you?" She started trembling before he even touched her. Because she already knew what he's gonna do with it

"What happens when the ruthless psychopath Hua Yong develops a deadly obsession for Shao You?" ⚠️ WARNING If you love psycho love, over-possessive characters, and toxic romance (like I do 🖤), then this story is for you. If not, PLEASE skip it. This story is purely fictional- not realistic, not meant to be realistic, and should NOT be compared to real life. There will be adult content and dark themes. If this doesn't suit your taste, and you still choose to read after the warning- then you're reading at your own risk. Don't blame me later. I've warned you. 🖤

"Stay with me...." "I am," she whispered, brushing his hair back gently. "I'm not going anywhere." That night- he was just a stranger dying in the dark. And she was just a girl who chose to stay. Badrinath Thakur had everything. Power. Control. Distance. But never... warmth. Until her. He searches for her not out of curiosity- but because something in him refuses to forget her. When he finds Aparajita, he doesn't tell her who he is. He just... stays. "Do I know you from somewhere?" she asked one day. He smiled softly. "I wish you did." Moments become habits. Habits become feelings. And somewhere in between- he falls. Quietly. Completely. With him, she feels safe. With her, he feels human. But truth waits. And when it comes- it breaks the one thing he never meant to risk. Her trust. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, tears in her eyes. His voice was barely a whisper. "Because I didn't want to lose the only place I felt real." Some love stories aren't loud. They're soft... fragile... and unforgettable. Because sometimes, love begins- with someone who stayed... and ends with someone who couldn't. **** *This is my first book, please ignore my mistakes, I will post chapters every Tuesday and Saturday from now on.Please do vote and comment so I can improve. Thank you, Happy Reading ***** #1 in #vanished -- 24/03/2026 #2 in #adorable -- 15/03/2026 Thank you lovelies for your support

Lee Minho was Patient 017. Dangerous. Violent. Unstable. At least, that's what everyone at the psychiatric hospital believed. But the moment junior psychiatrist Y/N entered his isolation room, something changed. What started as clinical observation slowly turned into obsession, dependency, and a connection neither of them knew how to escape. While the hospital tried to separate them, Lee Know only spiraled deeper-becoming softer with her, yet more dangerous for everyone else. Because loving a monster is terrifying. But being loved by one? That might be worse. A psychological romance thriller filled with obsession, emotional dependency, jealousy, manipulation, vulnerability, and the blurry line between fear and affection. ⚠ WARNING ⚠ This story contains psychological themes, toxic attachment, obsession, emotional dependency, violence, mental instability, manipulation, and dark romance elements. This is a fictional story created for entertainment purposes only and does not romanticize harmful behavior in real life. Reader discretion is advised.

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

Valerie was never meant to be his. But Henry has never been good at letting go. Drowning under student loans, rent she can't afford, and a future slipping through her fingers, Valerie answers a newspaper ad that feels almost like a joke- a live-in maid at a private estate, no questions asked. She expects an eccentric old man. She does not expect him. Henry is hauntingly gentle, painfully isolated, and untouched by the human world he has kept at a careful distance. Raised in secrecy and self-imposed exile, he has spent his life trying to suppress the monster his blood demands him to be. Letting Valerie cross his threshold is a mistake he knows he should not make-and one he cannot bring himself to undo. What begins as shelter turns into fixation. Protection becomes possession. And lust sharpens into something dangerous enough to draw blood. Dragged into an ancient underworld of vampire royalty, ruthless power, and unspoken cruelty, Valerie finds herself bound to a man who would destroy anything that threatens her -- even if that threat is the world itself. Escape is no longer simple. Survival means choosing who you are willing to become a monster for. Because in Henry's world, love is not gentle... and it is paid for in blood. New chapter daily

Isha hated only one person more than bad endings... Aviraj Singh Suryavanshi. The cold-hearted villain prince of her favourite fantasy novel, Kingdom of Vyomgarh. Cruel. Manipulative. Dangerously handsome. The kind of man who smiled while destroying lives. Every night, Isha would argue with readers in Instagram reels comment sections about him. "Why do people even like him?" she typed angrily at 2 AM. "He's literally a red flag wearing royal clothes." But one stormy night, after finishing the final chapter of the novel, something impossible happened. The lights flickered. The pages of the book started glowing. And before she could even scream- Everything went black. When Isha opened her eyes again... She wasn't in her room anymore. She was inside the novel. "Wait... WHAT?!" At first, she thought she would become the beautiful heroine of the story. Maybe even a princess. But fate laughed at her. Instead... She became Meenakshi. A side character. A maid in the royal palace. "Yeh toh scam hai..." Mina whispered while staring at her plain servant clothes in horror. Not the heroine. Not the villainess. Not even an important character. Just... a maid. Now trapped inside the deadly world of Vyomgarh, Mina knows exactly how the story ends. War. Betrayal. Bloodshed. And at the center of it all- Prince Aviraj Singh Suryavanshi. The future Maharaj of Vyomgarh. The man destined to become the most feared ruler in the entire kingdom. Mina's only goal is simple: Survive. Stay unnoticed. And somehow escape this cursed novel world. Easy plan. Until the villain notices her. One accidental meeting changes everything. One villain obsessed with the only person who knows his fate.

One small mistake, and two worlds turn around. Eva was just a maid in the estate, and one mistake, one word, and now everything has changed. She has caught the attention of the DON. Adrian Petrov.

#royal - Rank 1= 7/6/2026💌 ╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 👑💌 ╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝ ✦ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 ✦ ( 28 years old • 6'1 ft ) Future king of Rajasthan, CEO of Rathore Empire, cold-hearted businessman feared by half the country and admired by the rest. Sharp jawline. Dark intense eyes. Calm voice. Black suits. Dangerous aura. A man who never loses control... until Priya Joshi walks into his life. ✦ ───────────── ✦ ✦ 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 ✦ ( 22 years old • 5'4 ft ) Final year college student, soft-hearted yet stubborn, raised in one of Jaipur's most respected business families after losing her parents at young age. Beautiful dark eyes. Graceful elegance. Soft features. Long hair. A heart that fears royal families more than anything. She believes people like Abhiraj belong in headlines... not in her life. ✦ ───────────── ✦ But fate had different plans. One accidental meeting turns into stolen glances. Glances become attachment. Attachment becomes obsession. And Abhiraj Singh Rathore? He was never good at letting go of things he wanted. Especially not her. 💌

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔. Sophia was naive, ordinary, a village girl with a simple dream-to see the king's palace. One day, curiosity woke her. Innocent, childish, she walked into the grand halls... unaware she had just caught the eye of the ruthless king. From that moment, she would no longer be just a girl-she would become HIS OBSESSION. King Adrian sat on his throne, dark and terrifying. The hall trembled; heads bowed, no one dared meet his eyes. Then the gates opened. Guards dragged a small, trembling girl to his feet. "Your Majesty... we found her roaming the palace," they said. Thrown to the floor, Sophia looked up at king, voice shaking. "I... I just wanted to see the palace..." Everyone flinched at his gaze-but she dared to meet the king's eyes. And in that moment... she became his obsession. Top Ranks ❤️ 30 March 2026 #1 captivity #1 naivegirl #1 ruthlessking #1 Dark All in first rank ❤️ 🥺 #2 manipulation #2 childish #4 dangerouslove #4. #forcedproximity

They said the devil doesn't walk among humans. They lied. Jeon Jungkook is not just a name... it's a warning. They call him insane, but even insanity would tremble in his shadow. He's a storm in human form, ruthless, sadistic, utterly untouchable. He doesn't play games...he writes his own rules, and the price of crossing him is more than blood...it's your soul. Alena never asked to be here. She was dragged into his world, where monsters wear human faces and loyalty is bought with blood. Her life was stolen the moment he laid eyes on her. 'Do you know what happens to those who defy me, Alena?' he whispered, his voice chillingly soft. She trembled, but didn't waver. 'They die.' His sadistic smile was a blade against her sanity. 'No, They beg to die.' Every corner of his world is drenched in blood, the deeper she goes, the more she realizes the true horror isn't just him...it's the secret he guards. Secrets that could shatter everything. He's willing to kill, destroy, and manipulate to get what he wants. This isn't a love story. It's a battle for survival. Because in his hands, even the strongest wills shatter. And in her heart, one question haunts her... Can she escape the devil, or is she destined to burn with him? Surviving in Jeon's estate isn't just about staying alive.... It's about not losing your mind. Welcome to this game of bloodbath And pray you make it out alive... JJKXALENA ✨📚Credits Storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕 Book cover: Petalnprose (DO NOT COPY) (Everything in this book is imaginary, only the BTS members are real and used as a muse for this book, they're the exact opposite of how they're portrayed)

She went to Michael Jackson's concert expecting one unforgettable night. She didn't expect him to notice her. One glance from the stage turns into backstage passes, midnight phone calls and a man who suddenly wants to know everything about her. At first, it feels like a dream. Until Mai realizes Michael isn't just interested. He's watching. He's waiting. And he doesn't seem ready to let her go.

Jungkook: "Y/N, I don't love you, and I've never thought about you in that way." Y/N: "But Jungkook, I love you. My love is enough for both of us. I would kill anyone to have you Taehyung's thoughts: "Y/N, why can't you love me like you love Jungkook? For 5 years, I've loved you, wanting only your happiness. I'll do anything to make Jungkook love you, just to see you smile."even if it means sacrificing my own."