Addiction Baddie Novels & Stories

she directs that sharp gaze at me. We've fought over the pain pill issue since I came home. I saw so many guys get addicted to them. They used them to block the pain both physical and emotional, and then they couldn't live without them. I don't ever want that to be me. I already know from having a taste of Blaze, I have a fucking addictive personality. Even though I went on dates with other women while we were broken up, I did it to make her jealous in hopes it would show her she missed me. The truth? Since the moment I met her, there's never been anyone else for me except her.

"..There is so much a man can tell you So much he can say You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain Baby, to me, you're like a growing Addiction that I can't deny Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby? But did you know that when it snows My eyes become large And the light that you shine can't be seen? I've been kissed by a rose on the grey I've been kissed by a rose on the grey And if I should fall, will it all go away? I've been kissed by a rose on the grey.." Shit.. Kaden is an addiction! Is this healthy? This overwhelming craving to be close to him.

"..There is so much a man can tell you So much he can say You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain Baby, to me, you're like a growing Addiction that I can't deny Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby? But did you know that when it snows My eyes become large And the light that you shine can't be seen? I've been kissed by a rose on the grey I've been kissed by a rose on the grey And if I should fall, will it all go away? I've been kissed by a rose on the grey.." Shit.. Kaden is an addiction! Is this healthy? This overwhelming craving to be close to him.

She closed her eyes, yielding to the harsh wind, and muttered resentfully, "Cedric, you bastard! You're just like a drug!" All her restraint and composure crumbled in the cold wind as she bent over and screamed into the howling sea. Even the most lethal toxin could be countered with an antidote, but Cedric was worse than any poison. He was an addiction that clung to her soul from their very first encounter. Despite her disdain for the drug and her five-year abstinence, the addiction still lurked deep within her, warning her of its life-threatening allure. Yet, she remained vulnerable to its influence.

Shocked by his words and former actions, he was sure. She must hate me now. He thought miserably. I hate me now. “And that’s why I can’t do this to you,” he said. “The risks are too high.” “Then I shall fetch another,” Horann said, leaving. “Horann, no!” Vanadine shouted but she had left, ignoring his pleas. The silence had stretched out between them as Carine stared into the mesmeric glowing embers of the fire. “Addiction is a disease,” Carine’s words flowed from her almost mechanically as she stared. “People do anything on Earth to feed their habit. So maybe it was like that for you? You couldn’t stop because the drug, the argan, had hold of you?”

would come. Because she was already addicted. And addicts don’t walk away clean.

He just got the hell on with it in a way I could only dream of. His addiction ignited mine. It set mine alight with barely a flicker of a flame and stoked it until it was a consuming roar, until every second was about fulfilling the tempting crave that flowed through my veins. Every word, every touch, every kiss. Every single thing he did was bad. But I was addicted to the bad. I wanted the bad. I needed the bad. I fucking craved the bad. I fought. He didn’t. By not fighting, every time he touched me, he destroyed me a little.

Another breathtaking grin graced his face and she found herself walking next to him, despite her better judgement, despite all the excuses stacked up in her head just begging to be used. It was official, she needed help and a drug that could cure addiction. Because as much as she tried to ignore it, the toe curling desire she felt with Taiwo was just plain crazy, intense and damn frightening. She was addicted and so help her God, if she won't be a regular visitor to the graveside of a man she killed.

And she refused to get close to him too, something that made him very mad. He hated the fact that she was keeping her distance. He made it compulsory for the three of them to have breakfast together every morning, as an excuse to see her every day at least but Jade refused to show up the last two times. “There's this insane feeling I get every time I take cocaine to an extreme limit. I got to understand that nothing in this world could ever give me that bliss and that is why I became so addicted to it.” He gulped down the alcohol until it burned down his throat.

“You look terrible, you need a shot, it’s on me.” I downed the brown liquid at once, it went down hard on my throat, burning everything inside, Britney really knows me after these few months. I’m terrible, I’m feeling like a huge sack of shit, why did I got involved with Adam? Why he had to be like this, so intriguing, his delicious mouth kissing me, sweeping my body with his soft tongue, GOD! Who gave this man the right to fuck a girl this way, such an addicting way, I still want him so much, why life has to be this complicated? Britney and I had a few more shots and laughed like hyenas sitting on the floor, near the dirty pans like two losers.