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]]

How was I supposed to choose? How could I choose between the father who gave me his name and the man who owned my soul? Seeing me completely frozen, Aaryav let out a dark, frustrated sigh. "Let's make this easy for you... okay, baby?" Before I could even register his words, his strong arms wrapped around me, forcefully pulling my back flush against his hard chest. His grip was an iron cage, locking me in place. He looked over my head toward his parents. "Aap sab taiyari kariye mansion mein humare phero ki," Aarav commanded, his voice absolute. "Aata hoon main bhi aadhe ghante mein... legally inko apna bana ke." _________________________________ "Kya khaya hai aapne aaj poore din mein, Anu?" he asked, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with a dangerous edge. "List bataiye mujhe. Ek ek cheez ki." My heart did a tiny flip. I looked away, swallowing nervously. "Wo... wo Gayatri Maa aur maine shaam ko chai pi thi..." "Aur?" Aaryav rasped, stepping closer until his knees rested against the mattress. "Dhruv se pehle hi pooch chuka hoon main. Sach bataiye." I looked up at him, biting my lower lip fearfully. "Wo... garlic bread... thoda sa pizza... aur thode se nachos..."

𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴... 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 - 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 - 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳.

Ishaan Oberoi known for his brutality and cunning reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost . But when he lays eyes on Aarav something shifts within him . He's drawn to the young man's fiery spirit and captivating smile . _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Aarav a 18 year old boy from "Manipur" his petite features gives him an ethereal look as a collage student he navigates the world with a gentle soul and vulnerable heart He was living a simple life , until the day he's kidnapped by the ruthless mafia leader Ishaan. ................ It is an Indian bl based on my imagination 💜 This is my first time writing a story. It will contain :- Abuse 18+ Torture R@pe Kidnapping Forced marriage Obsession If you don't like reading this kind of story then don't read. Mature part will be marked as 🔞⚠️

I took a bite of the cake. It was so good I almost moaned. Across from me, Xander watched with an intensity that made my skin tingle, like a starved predator eyeing a prize. I frowned. "Don't you want to try it?" I asked, popping a cherry into my mouth. His gray eyes darkened. "Can I?" "Of course you can. You make it sound like I'm starving yo-" My words died in my throat as his lips crashed against mine. Suddenly, I understood. The cake wasn't the prize he was hungry for. I was. ... Annie Lin's perfectly structured life shatters the moment her father announces her sudden engagement. To save her family's interests, she is forced into an arranged marriage with a man she barely knows: Alexander Black. To the corporate world, Alexander is a ruthless, unyielding emperor who rules his business empire with an iron fist. She doesn't realize that Alexander Black has been orchestrating the pieces all along-and he has no intention of ever letting her go.

What happens when love becomes obsession What happens when love becomes scary What happens when love becomes a cage The newborn baby looked up at him, parting tiny lips to offer a pure, toothless smile. It was his child. Across the room, his wife remained deeply asleep in the hospital bed, exhausted and oblivious. A slow smile formed on Hridith's lips. He reached down, carefully and gently lifting his son from the plastic crib, cradling the tiny weight against his chest. At that time only one sentence, he slowly whispered into the room, "Welcome to my world, Hridhaan Hridith Ranawat"

I am so scared of him that even his mere sight makes me shiver. In college his dark eyes are always on me . Why did papa admit me in the same college. God, how will I spend my whole life with him. Why did mama fix my marriage with him?Why? Why? Why? My alliance to end the rivalry between two families in the business world is already decided. I have never seen her until she came to my college and the day I saw her for the first time, she became mine. My life My obsession Just mine.......

Ranvijay Pratap Singh Rathore ....A 26 yr old from one of the most powerful royal family of Rajputs...though the country got independence and monarchy ended...but Rathore family still enjoys power and respect among the people of the states their ancestors ruled. Politically strong Rathores have their way with everything they want 20 yr old Ananya lives in every moment...she enjoys small things...she has a small dream to study and get a good job and travel the world....her best friend is the Rajput princess Raksha But Anaya's life takes a turn when Ranvijay sets his eyes on 20 yr old free spirited Anaya....making her life hell

Muskan is the kind of girl who notices the quiet ones. When Abhimanyu transfers into her college, she is the first person to properly talk to him. Soft-spoken, a little distant, and strangely intense, he seems like someone who just needs a friend. What starts as simple kindness slowly turns into something far darker. Abhimanyu becomes possessive. He watches who she talks to, gets jealous over the smallest things, and starts pulling her away from everyone else. At first Muskan thinks it's just overprotectiveness. She keeps making excuses for him because the soft side of him feels real. But the more time they spend together, the clearer it becomes that Abhimanyu doesn't just want her attention - he wants her completely. And once he decides she belongs to him, he has no intention of letting her go.

Elera Carter believed in three things: loyalty, hard work, and love. So when she caught her boyfriend in bed with her best friend, something inside her broke. One drunken night later, she made a mistake. She climbed into the lap of a stranger she thought was a male stripper. He wasn't. Caspian - a man whose name carries power in the shadows of the city - is not used to reckless women who aren't afraid of him. Now she has something that belongs to him. And Caspian Valerius always takes back what's his. He calls her kitten. She calls him a storm she should run from. Neither of them plans on falling. But some storms are impossible to escape.

"Who's there?" your voice stammers as you take cautious steps towards the dimly open room, where the moonlight slips through a narrow gap. The lights begin to dim down, sending a nervous shiver down your spine. Beads of sweat linger on your forehead, and your hands tremble as you slowly move forward. Upon reaching the room, the door opens with a slow, ominous creak that echoes through the thin air. A dim shadow on the wall reveals someone, hunched over, eating something. Suddenly, a flash of the shadow shifts from the empty room and materializes before you with a twisted smile. You scream, instinctively covering your face in terror. _______________________________________________________ Y/n and Taehyung, a newly married couple, embark on a fresh chapter of their lives by moving to an uncharted mansion situated far from the bustling city. This dream home is a product of their dedicated hard work over an extended period. Coincidentally, Taehyung's new job is conveniently located near the mansion, making it an ideal residence for the couple.However, unbeknownst to them, the walls of their newfound haven harbor dark secrets. These concealed mysteries begin to surface, casting shadows that disrupt the tranquility of their once-happy married life. Jiminxreader Taehyungxreader Jungkookxreader

Hozumi has been transported back into ancient Japan. On top of that, She seems to realize that this world is full of crazy yandere men.

"𝑫𝒉𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒊...𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆... 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉... 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉... 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕... 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚... 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆..." Some love stories begin with stolen glances. Theirs began with arguments. Dhvani - soft-eyed, sharp-tongued, dramatic beyond control. Krishiv Ranawat - silent, dangerous, infuriatingly composed. From the very first meeting, sparks didn't fly. They collided. Every conversation turned into a debate. Every glance carried challenge. Every moment together felt like a battlefield where neither was ready to surrender. She thought he was arrogant. He thought she was impossible. And yet... neither could stay away. What begins as rivalry slowly turns into something neither of them planned - something deeper, heavier, more consuming. The fights soften into teasing. The teasing turns into stolen moments. And somewhere between ego and emotion, they fall. Hard. But Krishiv doesn't love halfway. He loves with intensity. With possession. With a quiet claim in his eyes that says you're mine without ever asking permission. His protectiveness borders on dangerous. His jealousy burns slow but fierce. And when he chooses Dhvani, he chooses her completely. Dhvani, with her innocent heart and dramatic soul, never imagined love would feel like this - overwhelming, consuming, beautiful... and terrifying all at once. Because this isn't a gentle romance. This is obsession wrapped in devotion. This is fire disguised as affection. This is love that doesn't fade - it takes over.

"To the girls who never felt choosen " Ira Kulkarni. Witnessed her mother's death and was handed over to singhania at 14. Rivaan singhania. A boy of 19 year old , watched his fate being tied to a fourteen -year- old girl he barely knew all because of a vow that her mother wanted to keep for her best friend. Years later , Rivaan is the country's powerful businessmen Ira the youngest padma Shri awardee Some promises does not fade with time. When their fate collides old resentment , silent care and buried emotions bloom Will they ever be each other's peace Dive in to know

She loved him unconditionally. He avoided her. She believed in love with him. He hated the word called love. People called her love as obsession. To prove that wrong, she decided to take a step ahead. That is MARRIAGE. She thought she won't regret her decision but life is not easy as we imagine it to be. So join them in their story how they will hook up with each other. It's a short story

"To those who know that even the darkest hearts can love fiercely." This book is dedicated to the ones who find beauty in broken souls, strength in fearless women, and love in the most unexpected places. To the men who carry the weight of the world on their shoulders-the ruthless kings, the silent protectors, and the hearts that love fiercely behind their walls. And to the women who stand beside them-the bold ones, the kind ones, the ones who don't need saving but choose to love anyway. Welcome to the world of The Ranawat's. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This is a work of fiction intended for mature readers (18+). It contains violence, strong language, sexual content, possessive and morally grey characters, emotional intensity, and dark romance themes. Reader discretion is advised.

╰➤ Book 1 of "her" series ❛Remove your panty, let me see how much mess you've made for me❜ ⋆୨୧˚ꨄ RUDRAKSH & ISHAꨄ⋆୨୧˚ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ᴋʏᴜ ɴʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴇ!? ᴍᴏʜʙʙᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴛɪ ᴛᴏʜ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ʙʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ...ᴘᴀʀ ᴀʙ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴀʀᴀ ᴊᴜɴᴏᴏɴ ʙᴀɴ ɢʏɪ ʜᴀɪ ୨୧ ᴇꜱᴇ ᴋʏᴜ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀᴀʜᴇ ʜ!? ʙᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀʜᴀ ʜᴜ...ᴋɪ ɢᴜꜱꜱᴇ ᴍᴇɪ ʙʜɪ ᴀᴀᴘ ᴋɪᴛɴɪ ʜᴀꜱᴇᴇɴ ʟᴀɢᴛɪ ʜ ୨୧ #1 in ceo #1 in desi romance #4 in dark romance . . This is fiction writing and solely belongs to the author. Do not copyright.. Images and videos are not mine and was taken from Pinterest.. English is not my first language... Do not report my story. Disrespectful msgs will not be tolerated.... Don't compare or mention any other fictional character in my book as I don't like that..and I appreciate if u respect that.. Enjoy🩷

What happens when a single mother on the run catches the attention of some dangerous men? [extended summary inside]

She was married. He was obsessed. Alex never believed in love-only control. Until Anna walked into his company... and ruined everything he thought he understood. So he did what he always does best- He manipulated. He planned. He destroyed her marriage... just to have her. But Anna isn't someone who can be owned. What starts as obsession turns into something far more dangerous- love that breaks, burns, and rebuilds. Now, he must learn the one thing he never could: How to love her... without losing her.

18+, violence, blood, crime, smut, obsession, kidnapping themes. "Listen to me carefully," Devraj murmured, caging her between the marble pillar and his chest, his fingers tightening around her wrist. "No man touches you. No man looks at you. No man even breathes too close to you. You are mine." "This isn't love," Geetanjali whispered, her pulse racing but her chin lifting stubbornly. "This is obsession." He tilted his head, eyes dark, unblinking. "I don't know the difference." "I will never love you." His mouth brushed dangerously close to her ear. "You will," he said softly. "And I will be the only man you ever learn to." His hand slid to her waist was very firm, possessive, he was not hurting, but not allowing distance either. As if he was memorizing the shape of her. As if he was branding her without leaving a mark. "I have waited my whole life," he breathed against her temple. "You think I'll let the world have even a glimpse of what is mine?" And somewhere between fear and fire, she didn't step away.