Twisted Obsession


“Lots of exciting scenarios, with several twists/turns & a great set of unique characters to keep track of.”–Tony Parsons

“Obsession has become a very popular writing trope but, here’s the thing–not everyone can write obsession well. Ms. Hosby is excellent at crafting dark, violent tales and I truly enjoyed this engaging short read.”–Tamela

“I liked the insights when Miki referred to Finia as “heartless”; this was a window into his mad mind.”–Jackie

“The ending was a tad unexpected and left me with a “WTF, I didn’t see that coming” moment, but in a good way.”–Ramona

“Twisted Obsession combines two of my favorite things: psychology and a great story. The characters in this story were easy to connect to and Yawatta’s writing had me constantly waiting to find out what they were going to do next.”–Stormi

“I thought this was a well-written, and brilliantly dark psychological story which I very much enjoyed reading.”–Deborah J Miles




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Baby or no baby, Finia’s determined to live life her way.

Too bad that doesn’t fit Miki’s version of a happy ending. He owns her. No leeway. If she fights back, then he’ll make her regret it.

Miki will get his perfect family by any means necessary.


He scratched his head, keeping steady eye contact. “What do you want me to say?”

“The truth, Miki.”

“I didn’t. I wouldn’t.”

Finia shook her head and wiped a tear from her eye. “Goodbye.”  She began walking again.

“Wait!” He dashed in front of her, blocking the way. He kept his hands in his pockets to ensure he wouldn’t touch her. “Now isn’t the time to talk about this. Can we wait until I take you home?”

“Why? So you can come up with a lie?”

Miki frowned. “This is a happy moment for us, don’t you see? We’re having a baby. We should be celebrating. Not fighting. We should be calling our families with the good news.” He dug his phone out of his pocket and smiled. “Come on, let’s call your dad first. He always wanted to be a grandfather.”

She folded her arms across her chest. “There’s nothing to celebrate.”

“You don’t mean that. Take it back.”


“Finia, don’t talk like that. Don’t say our family isn’t worth celebrating,” he whispered.

“Family doesn’t do what you did.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“Your lies are why I’m leaving.”

This wasn’t the last of it. Now that Finia was carrying his baby, they would be together forever, whether she liked it or not.