Myestic Obsession

FATED TO BE HIS OBSESSION A ruthless billionaire. A woman he was never meant to have. A love so dangerous, it will consume them both. Anastasia never expected her life to change overnight. One moment, she was struggling to survive in a world that had abandoned her. The next, she was trapped in a marriage with the most powerful, dangerous man in the city—Leonidas Nikoladis. Cold. Calculating. Unstoppable. He doesn't love her. He doesn't need to. Because from the moment she became his, there was only one truth— She belongs to him. But Anastasia isn't the meek little flower everyone expects her to be. She may be innocent, but she is not weak. And as she fights to carve out a place for herself in his ruthless world, she finds herself caught in a battle far more dangerous than she ever imagined— A battle for her heart. Because behind the cold mask, behind the terrifying reputation, Leonidas is hiding something. An obsession. A need so raw and unrelenting that it threatens to consume them both. He worships her. He would burn the world for her. But will he ever admit it? Will he ever give her what she truly wants—his heart? Or will his secrets tear them apart before she even has the chance to escape? Enemies to lovers. Possessive, dangerously obsessed billionaire. Innocent yet fiery heroine who won’t be caged. Jealousy, passion, betrayal, and an all-consuming love. He is her captor. She is his salvation. But can she survive loving a man who would rather own her than lose her? Read now on Webnovel and dive into a world of obsession, power, and love that burns hotter than fire.

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. She hates him. His soul. His existence. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. She would not let herself drown and let him get his way. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. Why have the olden gods forsaken her again?  "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Cover is mine!

WARNING [R18] “I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute. Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything. All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response. *************** Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation. Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed. WSA 2025 ENTRY

Wen Yiran was betrayed. The man she loved sent her to a mental hospital, leaving her to suffer in agony. Branded as insane, abandoned, and tortured, she endured unspeakable pain. Electroshock therapy, isolation, and despair, until she fell into a coma and gave birth to twins. But when she woke up, only one of her children was in her arms. Four years later, she finally escapes with her younger son determined to find the child stolen from her. But before she can, she’s caught—again—by Fu Xichen, the very man who destroyed her life. "You sent me away yourself. We have nothing to do with each other anymore," she says, holding her son close. But Fu Xichen only chuckled darkly, caging her against the wall. "Over? You gave me two sons, Wen Yiran. You’ll never be free from me." Before she could lash out, her little boy stepped up, glaring. With his tiny foot, he kicked Fu Xichen’s shin. "Be nice, bad daddy! Or I’ll find Mommy a better husband!" Silence. Then, a deep, dangerous laugh. Fu Xichen’s eyes burned with something unreadable as he called over the older twin, the son she’d been searching for. "Take your brother outside to play," he said smoothly. The moment they left, he grabbed Wen Yiran, pulling her against him. His breath brushed against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "How about we have another child?" She should hate him. She should run. But with her sons caught between them, escaping Fu Xichen might not be so easy this time…

Moonlit Malice, Moonlit Passion

Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, possessive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved—dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?

-------------- Ares Halvard Constantine: "Just two words: You are mine, and my mate." * Valeska Steel was killed. Ares Halvard, who had imprinted and made Valeska his mate, did not want their love to end tragically by death; he desperately defied fate and took Valeska's corpse across to the Netherworld, using the Forbidden Grimoire portal. As compensation, he left Valeska's soul adrift, thrown into the transmigration world, and reincarnated in the body of Vienna Beaumont. * Ares emphasizes his words in a husky, absolute voice. "Every man who dares touched you, so I cut off those arms. What's so hard to understand?" Valeska's life would never be the same again. -------

Come back to me even as a shadow, even as a dream..cuz you are all I want..

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

WARNING!!! BOOK HAS EXPLICIT AND MATURE CONTENT. NO RAPE!!! [EXCERPT] "I just want to make sure that you will not change your mind. You will be bound to me and you will be the wife of the future Mafia Boss. Will you accept it?" "W-Wait! Wife? You want me to be your wife?" "Do you think I will let someone be your boyfriend and husband after helping you? Look, I will save you but in exchange, you will be trapped. You could never get away from me and the Mafia Clan. You will be mine forever." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Xylia Lovelle Antonov was the heiress of the most influential and wealthiest family in Bloomsdale City. She wasn't just a pretty face. She's smart, obedient and the kind-hearted princess of the Antonov Clan. Aciel Vance De Silva was the illegitimate son of the city's most powerful Mafia Clan. A rebellious young man, feared by everyone. He had his own rules, and no one could order him around, even his father—the exact opposite of Xylia. Although he hated her for being so obedient, Aciel helped Xylia get away from her family by offering her to be his fiance. She wanted to be free and because she was in love with Aciel, she agreed with his offer but only to be trapped again by the laws of the Mafia. Can Xylia get away from Aciel and the Mafia Clan? Or will she stay trapped and bound as the future wife of the Mafia Boss? What if Aciel had his second chance to get to know Xylia? What would happen if his feelings turned into obsession? Would it be too late for him to realize his true feelings? ***BOOK COVER IS MINE. PLEASE DO NOT REPOST.*** ART BY: ELKSHAN PLEASE ALSO READ MY OTHER NOVELS AND FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM AND FACEBOOK. IG: author_skymaiden FB: Sky_Maiden

“Tell me one good reason I shouldn’t rip you apart,” he asked, shaking his head in disgust. “A low life like you cheating on me is something I will not tolerate in the Walters family,” he sneered. Tears streamed down my face, my eyes pleading with him, but my voice failed me. All I could do was stare, my lips quivering. “Wait until I tell them what you really are!” he shouted, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling, threatening to rip it from my scalp. Losing her mother to the cold hands of death, Isabella was adopted by her father. She was treated like garbage and mocked by her step mother and step brothers. Just to escape the hell called home, she sneaks to a party and drowns herself in alcohol, there she had a one night stand with a mysterious male, but that single night would cost her dearly.

He said, "Sweetie, you are mine, and I will never let you go." But eventually, he let her go, "You want a divorce, right? I'll sign it after you drafting the agreement." ... She thought their marriage was a transaction where each got what they needed. She even thought that the woman who had stood by his side for years was his lifelong White Moonlight, his heart's desire. Little did she know, she was the only beam of light in his life, the warmth he wanted to keep forever. Until he protected her with his body, disregarding life and death… ... Baby Chapter: The little princess felt aggrieved and pitiful for not being allowed to bathe with daddy. “Daddy bathes with brother but not with me, that's not fair!” “Because you are a gir, sweetheart.” “Then mommy is also a girl, why can daddy bathe with mommy?” “…”

At the age of ten, he shyly called out "Sister Jiang," a slender, small boy obedient like a little milk dog. She imitated the adults, kissing his forehead to comfort him. When they met again, he was dressed in a sharp suit with gold-rimmed glasses, his every move as noble and pure as glimmering frost and snow, unapproachably lofty. Tearing off that scholar's disguise, he finally revealed his fangs in the darkness. "Isn't this what you taught me?" he whispered, encircling her slim waist from behind and seeking a kiss, his voice seductive, nearly playful as he called out those two words, "Sister Jiang." Jiang Jiu only then realized that the other party had long since become an obsessive and scheming mad dog, in a place she knew not of.

Aliandro Mackenzie leader of the Russian Mafia by the age of 26 he already had everything that he could ask of . Until one day he went to one of the Universities that he owned He stumbles on an innocent girl just one glance he already had thaughts about her that would freak her out Aliandro was ready to do anything in his power to have Allen in his grasp

Ella Sinclair is a woman who has never lost control—until now. As the CEO of Sinclair Enterprises, she has built a beauty empire from the ground up, turning herself into an untouchable force in the industry. She has money, power, and influence—but the one thing she has never had is the man she truly loves. For years, Zack Harrison was her constant—her best friend, the only person she trusted, and the man she secretly loved. But Zack never saw her the way she saw him. And when he finally does, it’s too late. Because Leo Sterling has entered her world. Leo is everything Ella should hate—arrogant, ruthless, and frustratingly irresistible. Forced into a business partnership with him, Ella is determined to keep things strictly professional. But Leo doesn’t play by her rules, and the more they fight, the more undeniable their chemistry becomes. Until obsession takes over. Leo makes her feel things she never thought possible—intensity, passion, something dark and dangerous that she can’t let go of. And she won’t. Because he belongs to her now. Nothing—and no one—will take him away. Not Zack. Not Leo’s jealous best friend. Not even his own family. Ella’s love was once pure. Now, it’s something far more dangerous. And if she has to destroy everything in her path to keep him, so be it. Because Leo is hers. Forever.

Who would've guessed that someone you barely knows.. Knows more a lot to you than yourself?

（Warning:Mature content,Raffaele is heavily obsessed with our little bella） Beauty they say is in the eyes of the beholder. Everybody desires beauty and love it. What if it becomes a curse. Bellarosa（Beautiful rose）Romano is the daughter of the cook of the powerful mafia Vincenti family. She has been cared for and looked after since young by the Vincenti family when their eldest son and Don of the family decides to take up her and her mother's responsibility. Bella has always been scared of the Don who criticises her at every mistake she makes. Don Raffaele Vincenti is a man with IED intermittent explosise disoder. An incident of the past led to this disorder of his and only few can calm him down. Raffeale finds himself in a lustful obsession for the little woman who is in his care and with every growing day he desires her like a drug,oxygen and breathe. Bella is terrified by his madness Will she be willing to help him. Secrets get unveiled on the way ～～～～～ Groaning he takes her hand and places it on his buldge his eyes clouded with desire and lust. ''Please Bella,Touch me''Raffaele growls out gasps escaping his lips while tears fall out of Bella's eyes as she tries to retrieve her hand from his grip.

The last thing Evelyn Collins expected, as she resumed work, after a short break, was to meet a new boss. And not just any boss.....A sexy one. But he just had to be the son of her employer! Out of bounds! It doesn't help that one look from him, and she could feel her knees go weak... Julian Richardson knew he was in for a very big one, when he sets his eyes on his new personal assistant. Evelyn was a walking goddess. One that set his blood on fire, and could even cause his pants to tighten, from just one look of her full succulent lips. Lips that begged for his kisses... Throw in a jealous ex-wife to the mix, and stir up their already complicated romance...what would become if them?

In the world where magic exists, individuals who are chosen will receive a stigma, proving that they have an Aspect Kaiser, a homeless kid, meets a mysterious woman and discovers that he also possesses an Aspect. He then follows her to learn more about his abilities ------- “Farah, why did you give me a mythical beast as a pet ?!” “Lily, did you kill the guy insulting me this morning?” “Why are you guys so obsessed with me?” ------- [No NTR][No Yuri] ......... (Smart MC) (Handsome MC) (No pretending to be hidden big-shot) (Obsession) (Yandere) (Tsundere) (Manipulate) (True Love) (Strong to stronger).

Luna (19) is a waitress trying to make means. One mistake leads her to meet the most notorious mafia leader. Ace is intrigued with her as he wants to have sex with her but Luna is a virgin and she doesn't do one-night stands. She also has her eyes set on someone else. Ace is there at every corner that she turns to. He wants her in his bed and she wants nothing to do with him. (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK 18+)

A destitute village girl journeys to a glittering, unforgiving metropolis, driven by a thirst for wisdom and a longing to carve her own fate. Yet the city’s chaos swallows her whole—until she collides with Psycho Girl, a magnetic but volatile woman whose obsession with her burns like a fever. Though danger follows her every move, her reckless intensity breathes unexpected life into the village girl’s weary existence. Amid betrayal, street-smart survival, and sleepless nights, the girl finds herself drawn to her fractured soul, questioning: *Can love bloom in the soil of madness? Or will their fragile bond crumble under the weight of secrets and desire?* **Disclaimer:** This is a work of fiction. Certain locales may mirror real-world inspirations, but all characters, events, and storylines are imagined. Resemblances to real individuals—past or present—are unintended and coincidental. --- **Author’s Note:** Hold your breath for a tale where obsession and salvation dance in the dark. Sometimes, the most dangerous flames are the hardest to resist… With gratitude, Yogy ✨

Isaiah's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. “You’ll be mine Aurélia,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “You won't escape me, my little pony.” Before I could react, Isaiah pulled me close, his hand wrapping around my waist. His lips crashed onto mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all consuming a French kiss that left me breathless. I hated Isaiah for his arrogance, but his bad boy charm was undeniable. His touch ignited a fire within me, drawing me into his web of desire. I couldn't resist his romance no matter how hard I tried. Isaiah's eyes seemed to melt my resolve, his words touching my heart. “I fell for you at first sight,” he whispered. “Your eyes, your beauty, your kindness... you're mine Aurélia.” His possessiveness should have scared me, but instead, it sent a thrill through my veins. “You won't be able to run away from me,” Isaiah whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You’ll always be mine.” I knew I should resist, but his touch was addictive. I couldn't deny the sparks flying between us, or the way my heart skipped a beat when he held me close.

Elena has always dreamt of marrying a Gentle, middle class man but fate has other plans for her Nicholas, A Rich billionaire CEO and a Mafia man who does not believe in love meets Elena and becomes obsessed with her What will happen to Nicholas and Elena? Will Elena love and accept Nicholas or will she hate him? Stay updated on their love story.

In the pursuit of freedom, humanity has relinquished many things. The first of these was what made it different from other beasts: compassion and mercy. Therefore, every individual in this race is a sinner—sinful in their greed for power, strength, women, or money. And in this life, I will be your master, you greedy ones. I will be the greatest sinner and the greediest of all. I will fulfill my obsession.

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

She never knew her beauty was a curse—until men started fighting to own her. Syra grew up in the shadows, unaware of the danger hidden in her own reflection. To her, she was just an ordinary girl—fragile, quiet, and powerless. But to the world, she was a vision of perfection. A beauty so rare, so intoxicating, that men were willing to fight, betray, and even kill to possess her. She thought she was free. She thought she could choose her own destiny. But he had already decided for her. A man richer than kings, more ruthless than demons, and more dangerous than any enemy. A man who had been watching her from the shadows, waiting for the moment he could claim what was his. "You were made for me, Syra. No one else will ever have you." He is her protector and her captor. Her greatest danger and her deepest desire. Can Syra escape his obsession, or will she surrender to a love so dark, so all-consuming, that it might just destroy her?

Follows the story of a business man in rural Italy who stumbles upon a sea creature; a merman to be exact, during his coldest days. What happens when a straight man falls in love with a man who isn't what he thought he was? How do these two make things work? Let's follow their love story to find out. POV: It's 2 stories in one WARNING!!! This is a work of fiction,under development. Keep in mind that none of this is real but some introverted author's imagination. This book is gay as f*ck, meaning it involves men getting nasty with each other. Proceed with caution. Hate comments towards me or my characters are highly unwelcome. If this story isn't your cup of tea,feel free to drop it whenever you want to. Contains mention of cheating suicide,kidnap, domestic violence,child abuse,gay sex, sorcery,self harm and other triggering topics. If you stumble upon any triggers I didn't mention on here, sorry not sorry. We MAY have MPREG. Yeah, that's because this author likes imagining men with the ability to actively bring life in this world. Buckle up;here we go. Don't forget to vote& comment. All rights reserved RaRah 2024

Everyone has a longing its either for things or for people , things change when they become need. But what if the need turns deadly ? His love for her was not normal , his feelings can not be termed as love because they were something deadly , something dangerous . He wasn't normal neither were his ways to her . Dive in to see wether his deadly ways will lead them together or something destructive . I can do things way beyond your imaginations Bella just to have you here with me away from the world and no one can stop me " He loves me that what he says but is it love ? He wants me all for himself in front of his eyes all the time where no one else can even lay an eye on me . " But what if one day I have to go away ? " Even before i could complete my sentence he pulled me closer looking staring into my eyes . Scared he was scared but more than that there was anger his eyes had something so dark that it could consume us both and lead us to the end . " I will fucking chain you down if thats what will be needed just to make you stop until leaving me is the last thought you would ever have "