Obsessed Stories

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

When your stepbrothers get obsessed with you. Romantic feelings so if you don't like these type stories please 🙏 don't read.

"I've been saving this for myself, b-but if you're willing to come with me to my brother's wedding reception I can give it to you." He shakily held out a flimsy magazine cut out. "I don't think we'd make a good pair." I shook my head sadly getting ready to leave. "P-please?" He looked up at me from behind his bangs as he shoved the paper into my hand. 'Free premium extra special steak meal at an S class restaurant!!!!' in big bold yellow font. I stared at him in disbelief, no way, how could such a coupon exist? My eyes glazed over as I looked up at him, this coupon is the key to something I could only dream of eating. Gone were the days of 45 grains of rice in a bowl of watered down cabbage soup. I salivated at the thought that I could finally eat premium beef steak. It was the object of my dreams, the thing I could only stare at pictures and imagine the heavenly taste of, until he gave me this coupon. "S-so will you go with me to the wedding?" He asked while pulling back the coupon in my hand, reminding me it was not yet mine. "I'm only going because I just remembered I actually have nothing planned that day and it would be boring to stay at home." I answered nonchalantly while acting as if the coupon had nothing to do with my decision.

Aaliyah never expected a late-night hospital shift to ruin her life. One glance from Luca-the city's most feared mafia boss-and she becomes his newest obsession. Cold. Violent. Untouchable. Luca is the kind of man people pray they never meet. He rules Chicago through fear, bloodshed, and power, and nobody dares question him. Not rivals. Not cops. Not even the men who work for him. But when he sees the shy black nurse with soft eyes and a gentle heart, something inside him snaps. He watches her. Follows her. Learns everything about her. And then he takes her. Not to save her. Not because she's innocent. Not because she needs protection. He takes her because he wants her. Trapped inside Luca's dangerous world, Aaliyah quickly learns that obsession feels a lot like love when it comes from a man willing to burn cities down for you. The deeper she falls into his darkness, the harder it becomes to remember she was ever supposed to escape. Because Luca doesn't let go of things he claims. And he already decided she belongs to him.

Selena is the 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍. The villain destined to lose her football-star boyfriend to the shy, innocent nerd. Everyone watches in silent awe as he replaces her in the name of love. It was the perfect fairytale ending, just like the movies... But not for long. Because this breakup awakens admirers long held back. Particularly one who's made her his quiet obsession: Noel Casper. The neglected genius assigned to be her tutor. What begins as study sessions develops into a friendship neither of them expected. Behind closed doors, Selena cooks him meals, upgrades his wardrobe, and supports his dreams. But to the outside world, Noel is just a boy being used by the mean girl, especially when they see him carrying her books and driving her wherever she needs to go. What they don't know is that Noel has been watching her for years. And the more Selena takes care of him, the more he becomes 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅. When his research catapults him to international success, the world suddenly reaches for the boy they once overlooked. Now Selena's ex is begging for a second chance, and the rival who started this all is determined to "rescue" Noel. But Noel doesn't want to be saved. He only wants one person. Selena. And he will do whatever it takes to ensure she never leaves his side. ─ ⊹ ⊱ ⊰ ⊹ ─ 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒆 𝒙 𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒖𝒔 𝚃𝚘𝚙 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: #1 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 #1 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗ess #2 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎

Mara Leone used to think being stalked meant fear. She was wrong. Fear was easy. Fear made sense. What didn't make sense was the full gas tank she never paid for, the broken things fixed before she could replace them, the coffee waiting on her car with her usual order written on the side. Macchiato. No sugar. Cinnamon. And beneath it, one handwritten warning: 'Don't skip breakfast today, amor.' Whoever he is, he knows her routines. Her habits. Her temper. Her weaknesses. He slips into her life quietly, making it easier in ways that feel less like kindness and more like control. Mara doesn't want his help. She doesn't want his attention. And she definitely doesn't want to wonder why the man watching her from the shadows seems to know exactly what she needs before she does. But the worst part? He has no intention of stopping.

Male Lead: Damien Moretti • Age: 29 • Public Identity: Cold, untouchable billionaire CEO of a global luxury empire. Feared in business circles for destroying competitors overnight. • Secret Identity: Mafia king with deep underground connections. Ruthless strategist. Also a silent serial killer-but only targets abusers, traffickers, predators, and men who harm women. • Obsession: Her. Since the first day he saw her walking alone with tears in her eyes. Habits: o Watches her through hidden cameras near places she visits (apartment entrance, college gate, café) o Sends anonymous help whenever she struggles o Keeps a file of everything she loves/hates o Kills any man who truly harms or threatens her • Soft Spot: o Secretly keeps every small thing related to her: hair tie, note, dropped pen, receipt o Cannot sleep unless he knows she is safe Female Lead: Ava Sinclair • Age: 20 • Identity: College student, scholarship holder • Background: Grew up emotionally neglected. Never felt chosen, wanted, or beautiful. Often ignored by family and used by fake friends. • Looks: o Naturally stunning without knowing it o Soft eyes, delicate features, effortless beauty o Men stare, women notice, but she mistakes it for judgment • Inner Wound: o Thinks nobody could ever genuinely love her o Believes compliments are lies • Hidden Strength: o Brave when protecting others o Stronger than she knows Their Dynamic: • He watches her in silence for months before approaching. • She feels like someone is always there... but also strangely safe. • Every time someone hurts her, they disappear. • She thinks she is invisible. • He thinks she is the only thing worth seeing. Signature Line: She thought nobody noticed her. He noticed every breath she took.

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

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.

Long ago, before humanity became the world it is today, there existed an age untouched by technology or luxury. It was a peaceful era, where humans lived as one-unseparated by language, race, or desire. It was a time of happiness. But it was also an age shadowed by fear. Creatures roamed the land, hunting any human unfortunate enough to cross their path. These beings were not always monsters. Once, they were human-devoted worshippers of the moon, who shaped their lives around its glow. Then the moon betrayed them. Cursed by its power, their ordinary lives were twisted into something monstrous and unforgiving. In her ambition, the Moon Goddess sought to unite man and wolf into a perfect being. Instead, her failure gave birth to a beast-one that tore through the land and shattered the peace of the world. From this mistake began a nightmare. And from that nightmare emerged a fate destined to fall upon Luna-the pure and innocent child of the forest.

UNTOLD LOVE The Rathore dynasty of Jaisalmer rules with an iron fist. In their world of shadows and absolute power, love is not a choice-it is a conquest. Advik & Diksha "Advik... please don't do this!" Diksha fell to her knees, hands folded in a desperate plea, her eyes bloodshot with unshed tears. "I warned you, Diksha," Advik replied, his voice a shard of ice. He gripped her arm, dragging her upward until she was forced to face his darkening gaze. "He is innocent... Advik..." she fractured, her last shred of hope withering. "He dared to look at what belongs to me," Advik whispered ruthlessly. "I do not share." He reached out with terrifying tenderness, tying back a stray lock of her hair and wiping her tears before calmly pulling the trigger. The gunshot shattered the silence as he shot Ruhan in the leg. "You are Diksha Advik Singh Rathore," he growled, dragging her toward the car while Ruhan's whimpers echoed behind them. "You belong to me. Only me." Armaan & Anika "You love someone else!" Armaan's fury exploded. He took a predatory step toward Anika, eyes burning with a decade of repressed rage. She retreated until she hit the wall, trembling. "Ar... Armaan, listen..." "Is this why you tried to run?" he asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous silkiness. How could she tell him that the man she had loved for ten years was the one currently caging her? "Listen to me, Mrs. Anika Armaan Singh Rathore," he said, pinning her against the cold stone. He was so close she could feel the heat of his breath. "No one is allowed in your life but me. Don't you dare think of him. I would kill him, I promise." He leaned his head heavily on her shoulder, his silence claiming her soul.

★Ranking★ #3 in king on 28/05/26 #3 in Villainlove on 28/05/26 🄿🅁🄾🄻🄾🄶🅄🄴 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜-𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜-𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚. The blade had a name. Night's Kiss. Black steel that drank light. It had killed three kings. Prince Kieran Vareth stood in the shadows of a marble column, one hand on the dagger beneath his cloak, watching his target dance. Prince Cassian Lireth. Golden. Laughing. Already dead-he just didn't know it yet. One strike. One war. Done. Kieran began to move. And then a servant girl looked up. Storm-gray eyes. Plain gray dress. Nothing. No one. She should have looked away. She didn't. For three heartbeats, she saw him. Not the monster. Not the Demon Prince. Him. Then terror won. She vanished into the crowd. Kieran's hand was no longer on the blade. He didn't remember letting go. Somewhere in this palace of gold and lies, a girl with storm-gray eyes had just done the impossible. She made a dead man feel something. And now he had to find her. Even if it destroyed everything. ★★★★★ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙨.... 𝙎𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚....

Abhiraj Singh Rathore-6'3 tall, dangerously handsome, with a cold and ruthless aura. He isn't a mafia, yet every mafia lord in London bows before him. As the powerful CEO of Veyora, a renowned clothing empire, Abhiraj is a man of iron will. Forgiveness doesn't exist in his world, and he never hesitates to eliminate anyone who dares touch what belongs to him. To everyone, he's merciless, heartless-but deep within, his heart beats only for one person... his little fire. Shivanya Shekhawat-5'3, delicate yet strong in her own way. Sweet, innocent, and full of dreams, she runs a cozy café in the city she always wished to call home-London. But she had no idea that with just one glance, she would awaken an obsession inside a monster who would claim her as his own. She was fire-reckless, bold, impossible to resist. He was calm-disciplined, untouchable, feared by all. Two souls from different worlds, never meant to meet. Yet destiny decided otherwise. What began as a stormy clash slowly transforms into something neither of them expected... love.

When I was very little, my mother told me hundreds of stories about wolves. How they roamed the woods and claimed territories with their pack. But there was one story that my mother had told me. One that kept me from stepping foot in the woods. •Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ Dᴏᴇs Nᴏᴛ Bᴇʟᴏɴɢ Tᴏ Mᴇ• Contains: - Sexual Harassment - Profanity - Manipulation

"Kshatveer! Ruko!" Yashvi screameed I didn't stop. I pinned him against the stone fountain, my hand around his throat. I wasn't a student anymore; I was a monster protecting its prize. I landed another blow, and another, until the boy's face was a mess of red. "Kshatveer! Tum usey maar daloge!" Yashvi was pulling at my arm, her small hands useless against my strength. I turned, my eyes bloodshot. "Get inside, Yashvi. Go to the classroom. Now." "Nahi! Tum pagal ho gaye ho-" "ANDAR JAO!" I roared. Yashvi's POV As soon as I saw him walking toward me-looking all calm and princely again after beating someone to a pulp-I lost it. My "elegant" mask shattered. "Teri MKC!" I screamed, the most foul, tapori abuse flying out of my mouth. "Pagal hai kya tu? Kyun maara usey? Wo sirf baat kar raha tha! Tu hamesha aisa hi karta hai, kutta, kameena, psycho-" Kshatveer's POV I was in front of her in a second. I slammed my hand over her mouth, pinning her against the wall. The smell of copper from my bleeding knuckles was between us. "No, baby... no," I whispered, my voice a dark, possessive melody. "No gande words. Not from those beautiful lips." #1 in bestfriend ( date - 5 feb 2026) #1 in slow burn ( 6 feb 2026) Kshatveer× yashvi grumpy × foul calm× violent dominant× dominant but not in front of him king × his bestie. obsessed × mad Get bitten and she bites Arrange marriage,arrange by him Psychotic ml Fierce fl

"He was feared by all... but he only melted when she looked at him with those tear-filled sea green eyes." 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 She wants to escape. He wants to own her. But fate? It wants them tangled-forever. A dark romance where obsession meets fear, pain meets healing, and love... comes in the form of a monster. #1 cold #1 indiastory #1 wattpadindia #1 loveaftermarriage #2 love #2 indian #3 desi #4 darkromance #4 fictionalcharacters #6 ceo

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless businessman and a rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

She committed suicide and died. That should be the end. "Welcome host." The system comes online. "Failure to survive your life. Host has been sent to Survival Realm 468. Objective: Find fragmented pieces of a remote control to exit Survival Realm 468 within 730 days. If failed to collect all fragment pieces, failed to survive until 730 days, or failed to collect all fragment pieces before time limit, you get sent to Hell Realm." Reborn in a brutal Victorian world where power is everything and the weak are devoured, she is given one command: Survive for 730 days. Or be sent to Hell. No name. No identity. No one to rely on. Only a system... and a scavenger hunt for pieces of a mysterious device that could set her free. But every piece is held by the most dangerous men in the world-nobles, princes, and tyrants. To reach them, she must become whatever they desire. A servant. A daughter. A lover. A wife. A lie. Trust is a luxury she cannot afford. Love is a weakness she cannot survive. Yet the deeper she dives into power, seduction, and deception... the more she begins to change. Because this time- she's not the one being used. She's the one pulling the strings. But when the men she manipulates begin to fall for her...And one of them starts to see through everything- Will she escape this world? Or finally understand why she was never meant to survive it?

I am going to tell you about the title and you will be able to find that this story exactly going where. That science behind the title : Elcectric feild is the one who induce the EMF but at the end that EMF start destorying the magnetic field. Indeed this going to be heartbroken at the end. When u think "aash, this is going to be happy ending then next moment your heart is going to shatter like an glass." I will make u feel the us moment & perhap's you guys know about relationship where u can't find reason to be bad while reading this story .