Obsessive Stories

After transmigrating into a 1990s-era novel as nothing more than a disposable side character, Lin Xiyue expected a quiet, forgettable life. Instead, she was dragged back to the city with her mother - only to be rejected by her so-called relatives, who wanted nothing to do with them. Fine. If they wouldn't take her in, she'd make her own way. With a bit of shameless persistence (and a lot of dramatic flair), Lin Xiyue successfully pushed her mother into remarrying her first love - a widower raising a young son on his own. And the moment she heard the boy's name- Lin Xiyue froze. Wait a second. Had she just... latched onto the male lead?! A gentle, refined male lead, no less - the kind who was supposed to revolve around the heroine, not her. So why- Why was he constantly sticking to her side? Why was someone known for being warm and mild suddenly so overbearing? And why did this so-called "gentle male lead" start locking her in the house?! Hold on. Something is very wrong here. Just what kind of monster is hiding inside that "gentle" shell? - Lin Xiyue: I've secured the male lead's backing - my future is guaranteed! Hehe~ He Mingchu: Picked up a little pet and brought her home... this should be fun. Heh. - Lin Xiyue: Wait... you're saying the original male lead has already been replaced... and this one is actually a yandere?! ...Am I still going to survive this?! He Mingchu: Hm? You're saying I didn't transmigrate - I entered a novel? ...Doesn't matter. With my little pet around, life is still quite entertaining.

Cover art is NOT mine. If you know the artist, please let me know. This story will contain abuse, foul language, sexual topics, body image issues, starving, depression, and sexual assault. You will be warned before it happens You moved into a new town about 2 weeks ago. You're trying to get a new start and run away from your past. You worked at an office job as an assistant. After working there for a month, you started dating your boss, Daniel. Everything was great. You were happy and felt ready to take on anything. Until Dan started drinking. One night, you and Dan got into a huge argument, and he hit you. Ever since then, you were terrified of him. He was easily angered and wasn't afraid to hit you as long as no one was looking. He made your life a living hell, especially during work since he was your boss. You were never in the mood, but that didn't stop him. You learned to just take it. After a year, you had enough. While he was out on a work trip, you packed your things and moved hours away and never looked back. You now live in a small apartment in the city. For the past 2 weeks, you've been checking your back every second and making sure to lock everything. You're scared he might find you. Eventually, you got hired at a job. Tomorrow is your first day at Superstar Daycare. You don't really like kids, but the pay is great. You weren't told that much in the email. Just that you'll be working with an animatronic, named Sundrop. But your job is mostly at the counter, so you won't have to interact with him that often. One big thing that convinced you to apply was that you won't have human coworkers. Maybe 1 or 2 here and there, but they'll all be in their own area, like Fazer Blast, Monty Golf, etc.. You hate being around people. You hate talking to them. 1st, you're not very good at it, and 2nd, people just suck in general. Too much attitude.

[Completed] Amira is a human who finds herself thrust into a world she doesn't know. Once she wakes up in the strange town of Woling, she has to fight to regain the memories of the evils she committed in order to keep her past from destroying everything she has grown to love. "Littering, that's something that you can be sorry for." "I needed to get it out of the way for a moment," He replied absently, pushing himself off of the pillar and I blinked at him confused as he walked around to stand before me. "I'll pick it up after this." "After what-" I cut my own words off, my air catching as his warm breath fanned over my cheeks, the smell of him filling my nose. Intoxicating. "You're beautiful you know." My cheeks burned. "Like a thousand wildflowers," I said. His hooded eyes were bright in the dim light, a content smile pulling at the corners of his lips when I spoke. Dad had said that once, I had nearly forgotten it. Forgotten what it felt like to feel loved. "Like a thousand wildflowers," he echoed. Book 1 in the Of Gods and Blood series -#4 in darklove -#6 in darkromance -#15 in obsessive - I hope you check this out! :))

ချီကျောက် - System

He needed her to survive. She was the only one he couldn't touch. Falling in love with her... was the one mistake that could destroy them both.

They say the shadow of the Queen is the only place the Devil feels at home. In the neon-drenched underworld, there is one name that makes even the boldest men pray for mercy: The Darkest Shadow Scouts. Led by the lethal Jemisha (Scar), this female-led syndicate doesn't just break the law-they rewrite it in blood. Jemisha is "cold as fire," a masterpiece of destruction in designer heels, and she has one mission: to see the kings of the Asian underworld fall. The Bulletproof Boy Scouts (BTS) rule the throne, led by the ruthless and untouchable Jeon Jungkook. He is a storm in human form, a man who has never heard the word "No"-until he met her. But Jemisha is hiding a secret that could shatter the foundations of both their empires. She isn't just a Queen; she is a woman trapped between a blood-soaked past and a lethal future. This isn't a romance. It's a tactical execution. In a world where loyalty is bought with bullets and love is a death sentence, Jemisha must decide: Does she pull the trigger and claim her revenge? Or does she let the Devil whisper her back into the flames? Welcome to the game of bloodbaths. Pray you're the one holding the gun. ✨📚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. (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)

𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬. "Some traps aren't made of chains... they're made of choices." She thought it was just a deal. A way to save her dying father. A way to survive. But one wrong file... One wrong move... And now she's trapped in a world where truth is twisted, loyalty is a lie, and every step pulls her deeper into danger. With a crushing debt of one crore hanging over her head, time slipping through her fingers, and a past that refuses to stay buried... she has no way out. Except him. Adarsh. Cold. Calculated. Unreadable. The man who might be her only escape... or the reason she loses everything. In a game of power, betrayal, and survival- how far can she go before she loses herself completely? And when love starts to feel like the biggest risk of all... will she choose her heart... or her survival?

CTRL +F is an orginal novel revolving around hunger for control and possession. Control isn't something unheard of in heritage holding power. Sabotaging the surrounding/crowd is Control. This is the 1st novel of the CTRL series. Reader discretion is advised.

Atherion was god's most treasured creation and it showed. With his ethereal face and chiseled body, he was a sight for sore eyes. His philosophy was simple: Give what you receive Surrounded by compassion and generosity he grew up kind and helpful. Having seen nothing but love he had plenty to give. So profound was the love he radiated that it drifted to the ones god had shunned. His world shattered. As if in search of his fracture point, the world seemed hellbent on hammering him until he broke. His cozy world of earth, vanilla and sunshine became the focal point of gasoline, astringency and unwanted fireworks. What became of God's beloved when he chanced upon God's forsaken ones? Read to find out.

Lifetime is not always about growing together. It carries a deeper meaning-that sometimes, love can hurt your own feelings and weigh heavily on your thoughts. Sometimes, it is about letting go of someone you truly loved. It is about being grateful for the memories you shared and the growth you experienced together while growing up. It shows that loving someone is always meaningful, even if it didn't last forever. And maybe, in another lifetime, you will meet again and continue the unfinished love story you once began.

Evangeline Forest is a girl with a gritty past covered in self deception and a fake reality. When she meets Ace Luther, an Australian man with a doberman type personality with a curious obsession, her whole life flips upside down, and the curtain of deception falls slowly as he gets closer.

Book One of the Shadowed Skin Series ​Maya lives in the margins of her own life, a carefully constructed world of silence and safety. But that world is being dismantled, piece by piece, by a man who shouldn't exist. Malachi Roux doesn't just enter a room; he materializes-a 6'2" phantom of heavy muscle and ancient ink. He is the shadow that lingers too long, the random apparition in her rearview mirror, a biker king whose predatory silence screams a single word: mine. ​When Maya steps into his sanctuary-a dimly lit tattoo parlor thick with the scent of green soap and the rhythmic, hypnotic buzz of the needle-the trap snaps shut. She thought she was the artist, that her needle was the only thing claiming his skin. She was wrong. ​In a moment of raw, breathless surrender, Malachi demands his brand. Etched in a sharp, thorned script across her chest, grazing the swell of her cleavage, is the Latin vow that binds her to the throne of his wreckage: ​"Mea Regina. Meus Ignis. Hic ad vindicandum." (My Queen. My Fire. Here to claim.) ​As the needle bites into her skin, the pain is a ritual. It isn't just ink; it's an invitation into his ruin. Malachi leans over her, his baby-blue eyes dazed and focused, whispering the truths that will haunt her: ​"Mon enfer a ton nom." (My hell has your name.) ​"Cor meum est carcer tuus." (My heart is your prison.) ​"I don't want your 'yes.' I want the 'no' that dies in the back of your throat when I touch you." ​As a hidden danger from his biker world closes in, Malachi's intensity becomes a cage she no longer wants to escape. She is the altar he worships on, the woman he stalked from the shadows just to bring into his light. Maya must decide if she will run from the flame, or let the man who branded her burn her down just to rebuild her in his image. ​"Her needle. My skin. A cage? We both chose."

Satoru Gojo is the kind of guy everyone notices-popular, beautiful, impossible to ignore, and far too used to getting exactly what he wants. You know better than to get involved with someone like him. But after one strange interaction turns into another, staying out of his orbit becomes harder than it should be. What starts as irritation slowly turns into something darker: tension, jealousy, blurred boundaries, possessiveness, and the creeping realization that Gojo's attention is becoming less of a coincidence and more of a fixation. The closer he gets, the more it starts to feel like he's not simply interested in you-he's watching, learning, inserting himself wherever he can, and quietly deciding there isn't much in your life that should stay out of his reach. And once Satoru Gojo wants something, he doesn't stop at wanting.

╰┈➤"𝐆𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 ,𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 ,𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭, "𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." ⋮𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 •𝙉𝙤 𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙚(𝙖𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙) •𝙉𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 •𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 •𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙮 •𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 + 𝙀𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝘼𝙧𝙘 •𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙤 •𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙑𝙪𝙡𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙚 •𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 / 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙫𝙨 •𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝘿𝙮𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙘 •𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 (𝙣𝙤𝙣-𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙩) •𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙋𝙖𝙨𝙩 / 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙡 •𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙁𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 •𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚-𝘿𝙧

She was never meant to be free. She was meant to be his. "You do," Laith said quietly. "Because this world does not look at you the way I do." His hand reached out then-but slowly, deliberately-fingers barely brushing her wrist, as if asking permission even while claiming ownership. His grip was firm but careful, like she was something fragile and priceless all at once. "I won't let anything touch you," he continued, voice low. "Not words. Not intentions. Not people who think they're allowed to breathe the same air as you." Safa's heart raced. "Laith... that sounds like-" "Obsession?" he finished for her, eyes never leaving hers. "Yes." He adjusted her sleeve where it had slipped, the gesture so gentle it almost contradicted the weight of his words. "But understand this," he said, leaning closer-not threatening, not forceful-just there. "My control is not to cage you. It's to keep you safe. And my care?" A brief pause. "That is the one thing I will never restrain." His thumb brushed her knuckles once, grounding, steady. "You are Safa Al-Noori," he said. "And until the day your name changes-if it ever does-no one touches what is under my watch." She was promised to him before she was born. What began as a claim became an obsession. And by the time Safa Al-Noori meets Laith Al-Ansari, she is no longer just fate- she is his.

ကျွန်မသည် စိတ်ပိုင်းဆိုင်ရာ ပုံမှန်မဟုတ်သော အမျိုးသမီးတစ်ဦးနှင့် မလှမပပင် တွေ့ဆုံခဲ့ရသည်။ သူ(မ)သည် ကျွန်မအပေါ်ကို ကျွန်မမုန်းသောလုပ်ရပ်များ ပြုလုပ်သည့်တိုင် သူ(မ)ကို ချစ်မိသွားပါသည်။ ထိုသို့ချစ်မိသွားခြင်းသည် ကျွန်မ၏ဘဝ၊ တွေးခေါ်နိုင်စွမ်း၊ စံသတ်မှတ်ချက်တွေ အားလုံးကို ကပေါက်တိကပေါက်ချာဖြစ်လာစေကာ ကျွန်မ၏အရာရာဟာ ပြောင်းလဲသွားသည်။ သူ(မ)ဆီမှ ထွက်ပြေးဖို့ကြိုးစားခြင်းမှ သူ(မ)ကိုပြန်လည်ချုပ်နှောင်သိမ်းဆည်းချင်မိသည်အထိ စွဲလမ်းလာရပါသည်။ ကျွန်မနှင့်သူ(မ)ကြားရှိ ချစ်ခြင်းတရားသည် ပူပြင်းလှသည့်တိုင် နှစ်ဦးသားလုံး တိုးဝင်ကျွမ်းလောင်ဖို့သာ ရွေးချယ်ကြမည်ဖြစ်သည်။ သူ(မ)သည် ကျွန်မအတွက်တော့ သိပ်ချိုမြိန်သော အဆိပ်ဆေး၊ ငရဲမီးတို့ကျွမ်းတဲ့ နိဗ္ဗာန်လေးပါ။ Started Date ; 7.11.2025 Ended Date ; 20.3.2026 ~•~•~•~•~•~ ကြၽန္မသည္ စိတ္ပိုင္းဆိုင္ရာ ပုံမွန္

I was stabbed by a knife on my way home. I'm just helping a grandma but got killed in the process. Waking up, I became Akira Shein Argyros. One of the capture target in a Bl Otome Game I recently played. I hate all the characters guts in the game. All are possessive and obssessed. It's a dark theme bl game. Everyone are overwhelmingly crazy. Especially, this Akira. That's why, now that I possess his body I knew for sure am the only one normal in this world. Let's not get into the drama. Let's escape this hell place full of dark drama and try to find a place where actually normal people lives. Or so I thought? "Don't think you can escape from us" "Baby, your existence are ours only." "You dare to ignore and leave us? You're wishing for everyone's death" "Ignore or leave us again, I promise I'll burn every places your feet set into" "I'm sorry. But I have to agree with them... You should have think it twice, when you make us fall in love with you and then disappear from everyone's sight... the consequences... You... are our possession " "......." Honestly, wat da fak is going on?? That love lines are not supposed to be said to me?? Hello??? Go, tell that to the heroine! You assholes!!

Chandramukhi... A name that itself carries the blessing of the moon. Calm, radiant, and beautiful like the moonlight that touches the earth without asking for anything in return. But what happens... when that same blessing slowly turn into a curse? When the light meant to guide the world begins to burn the one who carries it? And then there is Adhitya. A name born from the sun itself. A force of power, fire, and dominance. But what will happen when the world finally learns who he truly is? Will the world have the strength to stand before the power he carries within him? Two souls. One blessed by the moon. One born from the sun. And fate... cruel and mysterious as ever. What will happen when these two forces of the universe fall in love? Will their love become the light that saves the world... Or the fire that destroys everything around them? ••••••••••••••••••••• Read the book to know what destiny holds for the Sun and the Moon.....

Mafia King vs Mafia Queen "You are very fierce Moon" he said circling her like an unfazed predator. "You don't know me yet Sky!" she exclaimed before cutting through the ropes along her wrists and kicking him hard on his stomach. What happens when a dangerous and cold Mafia king meets a fierce and unfazed Mafia Queen. Their mind tells them to ruin each other, but their heart says something unnamed, something they can't hide yet can't deny, Who is gonna win in the battle of heart and mind!? *He falls first and harder* A glimpse in the story:~ She stirs as her eyes flutter open, realisation hits her as she finds herself tied to a chair in an unfamiliar basement. "Who the hell dares to freaking kidnap me" she screamed, noticing a guard with his head down in the corner. The guard flinches-his posture stiffens, but he denies the fact that he felt a hint of fear, that was the aura of "Moon". He looks behind her, as if seeking permission from someone and nods. He steps forward towards the chair she was tied to and spins it. Moon looks up to see a person sitting on a leather chair just inches from her. Her smirk widens as she sees him-Sky, Her biggest Mafia rival, her Enemy. "Looks like you are very fierce Moon"he says as he gets up from his chair, his face hovering over hers. "Looks like someone is gonna get defeated today and trust me...it's not me!"she says as she frees herself from the ropes and attacks Sky. "Woah Woah slow down what's the rush"he screams , his sinister smirk never leaving his face. Moon kicks sky in the stomach and smirks. Moon's team has taken down all of Sky's guards and Moon escapes, Sky's gaze never left hers as she walks away. The Clinking of her heels echoes in the hallway as he stares at her disappearing figure. That very day marked the beginning of Sky's obsession towards her, he tells his hacker to find everything about Moon(Warning:- All of this is just imagination so pls don't read if you are sensitive, there are triggering scenes)

#1 in duties on wattpad 💃. MOE series. Did you enjoy 1? Well here is 2! Way better and even more experienced. Umaima's story with the emir of Kano, Abdallah Turaki. COPYRIGHT @2026 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. zuzulovesto_write. No part of this story is copied, everything is fictional and any resemblance is coincidential.