My Family Is Obsessed With Me

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).

I have a 15-year-old sister. She's a walking number collector, so when she's out on the street, any agency will come up to her and ask for her number. She's that pretty. My sister is.... But even my aesthetically perfect sister had a fatal flaw, so let me tell you.... “I like my brother.” “.......” “I love my brother.” “.......” “I love you.” ‘I love you.’ ‘I love you.’ ‘I love you.’ ”I love you.” “.......” Miyuki hugs me tightly. It's a serious bracon.... I can't even tell anyone else....

The screams grew louder, and Adrien stepped forward, ready to dominate the night like only he could. Every light, every sound, every heartbeat in the arena felt like it was under his control. Until he saw her. It was a flicker, at first, in his side vision, but then it punched him in the chest like an uppercut. His voice stammered for an instant, a hesitation that passed so quickly no one else seemed to catch. Adrien felt it. Blinding lights and shrill screams filled the atmosphere. She stood there amidst the chaos, front row, her eyes locked unflinchingly with his. He knew those eyes. The microphone in his hand felt more heavy, his fingers tightening because something raw and unexpected clawed at his carefully constructed composure. All of the stage, crowd, control, slipped—if only for a heartbeat. She's here. Why now? Why here? Adrien's silver eyes darkened as his mind ran, but his body betrayed nothing. He managed to force a smirk, took a step forward, commanded the crowd as if nothing had happened. But, under the spotlight, his pulse thundered in his ears. For years, he had built himself into an unshakable force, a man who bent the world to his will. But tonight, with one look, she reminded him what it felt like to lose control. And she knew it. ___________ Warning: "My story is slow-paced, and the plot progresses gradually, so if you don't prefer slow-paced stories, this one might not be for you. This story also contains some violent scenes, and the bullying can be quite intense at times. If you find such content hard to tolerate, it’s better to skip this story."

Takahiro Nao, a 25-year-old drowning in debt and despair, lives only for his struggling family. Every sacrifice he makes is for them—until a selfless act costs him his life. Instead of the end, Nao encounters a Goddess of Benevolence who offers him a miraculous deal: “Live in a new world, and your efforts there will support your family back on Earth.” Reborn into the dead body of Naoki von Blackmore, the so-called "Failed Hero," he finds himself burdened with the daunting task of saving the world by defeating the Demon King—all while supporting the family he cherishes. Armed with formidable powers yet haunted by his past failures, Nao steps into a dangerous realm of swords, magic, and ferocious monsters. Facing relentless enemies, harrowing trials of life and death, and an unyielding fate, he’s forced to confront the ultimate question: how far is he willing to go to protect the people he loves? Filled with emotional struggles, determination, unexpected humor, and even a touch of romance, this thrilling story asks a powerful question: What would you risk for the people you love? PS: You can see these novel illustrations in my Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok. Facebook: Author Navirunavi/Reincarnated in Another World for My Family (FB Page) Instagram: @author.navirunaviii TikTok: @author.navirunavi

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Mature Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.

I freed the slaves, but for some reason, now they keep chasing after me!

[R18 warning] “Where do you think you are going?”Nash asks pulling Liana back and pushing her into the wall . Liana glares at him “None of your business,Mr. Hallox.Let go of me” Nash chuckle darkly and leans in closer “You dare show this attitude to me after rubbing another guy into my face?Letting you go?Never!” Liana puts her hand on his chest ,trying to push him away but he doesn’t bulge.He wraps his hand around her waist and pulls her close . “What the hell do you want,Nash?You didn’t want me so i left your world .So why are you being like this now?”Liana asks feeling tired as she slumps in his arms. Nash bowed his head and kissed her neck softly “My world is you ,Liana.I messed up but i will make everything right.I will chase after you until you feel satisfied,love.But you have to give me a chance .Dont run away from me like this.I promise,i will make it up to you.” Feeling angry from his words Liana stomped hard on his foot and he hissed in pain. His arms around her loosened and she got away from him “Live your life and let me live mine,Mr.Hallox.I have moved on and i certainly dont have any plan to look back”Liana says looking at him coldly. Nash strides towards her with anger visible on his face “Moved on?Who did you move on with?That Loser Jake?!” He grabs her nape and pulls her close. “Fuck Nash!Have you become a thug or what?!Why the hell are you grabbing me again and again ?”Liana says trying to get out of his hold. “Liana,this is the first and last warning i am giving you.”he says and leans in closer . “If i see Jake anywhere near you or if i find out that you contacted each other,i will make sure to destroy his life and everything that he has.I will pull him down from his fucking empire to the road and leave him with nothing ”he whispers in her ears. Liana’s eyes widen in shock as her heart is beating wildly in her chest. But her shock is short lived as suddenly her mouth is covered by a hunger pair of possessive lips and a pair of strong hands start to roam her body and grope her . ~~~~ After four years of marriage,Liana was still unable to melt her husband’s heart.One day,she hears him promise his childhood sweetheart that he will divorce her. Gathering whatever self respect was left,she divorces him and goes away . When she comes back after 3 years,she is the ceo of a powerful company and daughter of the richest family.But whats more surprising is that,she has a child with her and that child looks like her..ex husband?! Her husband becomes crazy after finally finding her and offers to get married again.But he gets ignored by the billionaire heiress. When he finally finds out about the child,he pesters his ex wife to get together again. But what shocks Liana more is how obsessed he has became with her. He stalks her ,beats up anyone who tries to get close to her and pampers her like crazy.Moreover,it seems like he has gotten addicted to her body?!

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

“SAY… HOW ABOUT YOU FORGET THOSE BASTARDS AND RUNAWAY WITH ME??” • • • Dying from an accident on her way home, Amera was given a second chance in life. Reincarnating into a new life, she was reborn into a lavish lifestyle as the daughter of a wealthy household. Amera, distracted by the lavishes around her, hadn't realized something quite sooner. She wasn't simply reborn into any little wealthy girl's household. Except for one of a Mafia. Not just any Mafia, but one of the five biggest terrifying Mob organizations in a BL (Boys' Love) tragic R-18 novel she's perusing. Where the main leads must face horrific events to stay alive throughout the remaining story. However, now she has possessed Roselyn Bleubellé De Lobélia. The worst character to possess in her eyes. • • • “LYING JERK! WE AGREED I’D BE SURROUNDED BY HANDSOME, LOVING MEN IN MY NEXT LIFE! NOT THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE OF THAT!!” —————————————————— » AN ORIGINAL STORY. » COVER EDITED BY ME. @BUBBEE0_0

Is it not necessary that the person with whom we get married will hold our hand? This is what happened with 18-year-old Kriya. Why did she get married at such a young age? On the other hand, 28-year-old Vidhvans Thakur, besides being the world's top businessman, was also the ruler of Amergarh. But he had come to Mumbai to fulfill his purpose, where one night Vidhvans bumped into Kriya and the next morning Kriya found herself in his arms. From the very next moment, Kriya became his obsession. Why did Kriya spend her night with a stranger? What was going to be the result of Vidhvans's obsession? Who was Kriya's husband and what was the purpose behind Vidhvans coming to Mumbai? Will Vidhvans come to know the truth about Kriya being married?

Alena hanya seorang siswi SMA biasa yang hidupnya berubah drastis ketika keluarganya memaksanya menikah dengan Raffael Santoro, seorang pewaris tampan dari keluarga mafia sekaligus CEO muda yang terkenal dingin dan otoriter.Di depan semua orang, Raffael adalah pria tangguh tanpa celah, tapi di balik pintu tertutup, ia berubah menjadi suami yang posesif, manja, dan selalu ingin dekat dengan Alena. Namun, Alena tidak mudah tunduk. Ia menolak dikendalikan begitu saja, terutama oleh seorang pria yang penuh rahasia dan berbahaya.Di tengah benturan ego, kecemburuan yang membara, dan ancaman dari musuh keluarga mafia, Alena mulai melihat sisi lain dari Raffael. Di balik topeng kerasnya, ada seorang pria yang penuh luka dan hanya ingin dicintai.Bisakah cinta tumbuh di antara mereka di tengah konflik, obsesi, dan dunia yang penuh bahaya? Ataukah perjodohan ini hanya akan berakhir dengan luka?

After playing the game for a whole night, he died suddenly and traveled through time to become a famous villain in the game. At the beginning, he confessed his love to the noble daughter of the Duke, but the Duke wanted to kill him? He thought he only had one enemy, but when Victor came to his senses, he found that everyone around him wanted him dead. The cold Valkyrie boss insisted on taking his head, and the wealthy lady who covered the sky with one hand wanted to bury him alive. Even the wild dogs on the roadside didn't like him! Under this doomed death ending, there are still countless upcoming players waiting to share his experience! Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, he chose another path. "If all of you want to kill me so much, then I'm going to believe in the evil god!"

hypothetically, what if you were obsessed?

A bright and talented vampire hunter for her age, Kimberly Westwood is the best hunter of her generation and the future heir to the family's business. The favorite child of the family, idolized by hunters, and trusted by the association: Kimberly is a lucky young woman with a bright and promising future. So when her luck, and talent, lands her the biggest assignment of a lifetime, Kimberly Westwood easily takes to it. To kill the Vampire Queen. Tasked with the best team and resources, the assignment should've been no problem for the association's prodigy. Until she's running away with said Vampire Queen Yeong-Ja Miltone, throwing her entire future and status as a hunter away. Now Kimberly has to deal with the association sending hunters after her, her own family hunting her down, Yeong-Ja's husband sending his minions after them, and oh, an evil plan that could destroy all of humanity as they know. But hey, at least she's not alone as she tries to get away from everything and everyone. That's something, right?

In a world ruled by goddesses, the strength of one’s belief determines their place in the society. Furfur, a lone wolf pup in the forest, hunts to survive. All while some obsessive goddesses are stalking him.

He is between my legs without my permission

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.

Noor Fatima, an ordinary foreigner woman who came to London for her masters in university but only to find out that characters of the novel she created not long ago have become real and instead of heroin Sylvia Browne they want her!?, she found herself stuck between hero crown prince Sevryn Kayes and the villain CEO Callyx Xanthieur but she smell plot in the air by villain but wait who is the villain!?

Officer Alex Jones is simply enjoying his every day, lonely life. When an unexpected figure inserts himself into his life. Trojan. A world class mystery. The biggest mystery. The biggest criminal, yet the biggest hero. Able to erase debt with a single click of a button, and able to crash the market with the same button. As Trojan inserts himself into Alex’s life, the hunt for his identity makes him become obsessed.

In the desolate lands of Ashfall, where the sky remains cloaked in eternal gray, Liora struggles to survive under the cruel hand of her father, Tyrone, a dark elf whose wrath has left her broken and scarred. Haunted by dreams of freedom and a better life, Liora seizes her chance to escape, slipping away from the only home she’s ever known into the unknown. Her journey leads her to the chaotic city of Thalron, a dangerous haven for outcasts and rogues. There, she crosses paths with a mysterious dark elf who offers her more than sanctuary.Valek , known as a master of shadows, sees the potential in Liora’s pain and offers her a choice: remain a victim or harness her darkness and become a weapon. Under Valek’s tutelage, Leora transforms into a skilled assassin, a shadow in the night whose name is whispered in fear. But the past refuses to stay buried. Tyrone, fueled by rage and vengeance, seeks to reclaim his daughter—or destroy her for defying him. As the clash between father and daughter looms, Liora must confront the shadows of her past and the choices she’s made. Is she destined to remain a product of her pain, or will she rise above it and claim her future? “The Dark elf is obsessed with me”is a gripping tale of resilience, betrayal, and the fight for freedom in a world where the line between hero and villain blurs in the darkness.

Holly Von Heist as put between a rock and hard place when she is forced to choose between her family and the man she loves flowing her heart she leaves a child home to fight for the love she feels for the man she loves and plans to build a life with the question is will it be as she wants it or will it be the worst mistake of her life .....

[ Gang War | The Series ] I screamed when he pushed me against the wall and raised my hands above my head, holding them tightly. "Who was the guy you were with yesterday, huh?" He asked, his voice low and dangerous. I could hear his teeth grinding as his jaw clenched. "Tell me!" He shouted, making me close my eyes in fear. "My classmate! He’s my classmate… Please, my hands… They hurt," I said, my voice trembling as tears welled up in my eyes. When he saw my tears, his expression softened. He let go of my hands and gently wiped my tears away. "Shhh. Shh, baby. I’m sorry. I’m sorry." I just sobbed and hugged him tightly. He stroked my back and kissed the top of my head. "Did I scare you?" He asked softly, still holding me in the same position. I shook my head in response. "Good. You should never be scared of me. You know I love you so much. I could never hurt you." I know. I know that. You could never hurt me. Not when you’re so obsessed with me.

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.

A young royal, Lexiana Vertritz marries a time stellar after he saves her from a near death experience. It turns out they are actually bonds and make it their goal to live their lives to the fullest. But it isnt smooth sauling fir them at all as thier lives keep getrjng threatened everyday. They uncover truths about themselves and unlock powers which could twist the nature of matter itself. Will these two be able to achieve their goal of living a happy life while fighting for the greater good, or is there something else in store for them? " There you are" he said before gently picking her up after noticing the wound on her left leg. When she was secured in his arms, a large portal opened before them and he stepped in. A few hours later the hunter leader woke up and tried to recall what had just happened. He stood on his feet and looked around thanking his lucky stars he was still alive. But his eyes widened at what he saw. On the snow covered ground was a large symbol in black as if it had been burnt into the snow and into the earth.His mouth hung in awe. " A time stellar" he said to himself before immediately teleporting back to where he came from.

At first the meeting felt fun, until a marriage came bringing something that made him tied and also constrained. He wanted to have a wife who sat sweetly at home, faithfully waiting for him to come home from work and become a mother who educates her children well. All of those things were done well, as if it was a perfect marriage in everyone's eyes. All friends became jealous, all families praised until there were some women who wanted to have a husband like that. Perfect! But in the world there is not a single perfect human being, there is always a dark side that every man has. Until someone asked, "are you married?" "do you have a house?" "do you have children?" But no one asked, are you happy?

By day, I’m Aurelia, endlessly tormented. by my two stepbrothers. They should be off-limits, forbidden, yet every teasing comment, every touch that lingers a little too long, is a spark that sets off flames of my unrequited crush on them. When a mysterious invitation to work at a secretive VIP club comes my way, I think it’s my chance to escape. But the club is a darker world than I imagined. Here, I don’t merely submit; I’m masked, displayed on a stage, to be used, savored, devoured by men coated in power and sin. What happens when the stepbrothers who plague my thoughts claim the woman behind the scarlet mask, ignorant that it’s me they’re touching, tasting, conquering? That is before ’He’ comes along, the club’s mysterious owner, a dark prince who knows exactly how to tie a girl up in knots—both literally and figuratively. His eyes watch me from the shadows, always hungry, always wanting more than just a stage performance. His twisted fantasies should scare me, but they only pull me closer into his all consuming darkness. But when my mask slips and my identity is almost exposed, the dark prince of the club becomes an obsessive hunter. He’s not just after my submission; he wants to unmask my soul, rip out my heart, and claim it as his own. Now, I’m caught between my stepbrothers, who know my darkest secrets, and a wicked prince whose dark desires should terrify me, but don’t. It’s a sick, twisted tale of love and possession, but one question remains: who’ll own me when the clock strikes 12?