Addictive By Truth Hurts Novels & Stories

"Why are you hanging around here? Take Anna back with you. You should very well know that this is not only what I want, but it's also what your parents want." The smile on Zachary's face stiffened instantly. He grabbed tightly onto Leta's sleeve, trying his best to explain. "Leta, I just let my impulses get the better of me back then. I really didn't mean it. Haven't I been living a quiet and decent life with Anna all these years?" Hearing that, Leta blew up instantly. She shoved Zachary's hand away, questioning furiously, "A quiet and decent life? "Zachary, did you think that I was completely unaware of the taunting messages you sent to Harvey? Or did you think that I wouldn't be able to fi

I wanted to scream, to push him away, to force myself to hate him for this. But I couldn’t. His touch was suffocating, relentless, and yet, it was all-consuming. He was drowning me with every kiss, every movement. “I... I’m not addicted,” I gasped, but the lie felt like sand in my mouth. He chuckled darkly, his grip on my hair tightening. His lips curled into a smirk, one full of knowing and power, as though he could feel my resistance weakening with every passing second. “You’re lying to yourself,” he said softly, dragging his mouth down the curve of my neck, his breath hot against my skin. “But it’s okay. We all lie to ourselves when we’re too afraid to face the truth.”

My chest feels raw from the newly unearthed emotions, and I hope that I won’t have a headache with the thoughts circuiting my mind. The sobs continue, and in spite of the pounding of the subwoofer coming from my house, I fear that someone might hear her. Even if the possibility was slim. Not with how the DJseemed to be having a good time as he played track after track. Not with the way the crowd inside was singing aloud to every music. “It would have been better if we had fucked,” she sobs. “At least I would have felt better about losing my friend.” She stumbles through her words in the best way a person could talk and sob.

caused the fire and Chrissy was well aware of it, So tell me, what makes this so special that Chrissy cannot plant those drugs in Adam's bag considering the fact that she wasn't on good terms with me or him but yet she miraculosly stopped that night and helped him home, she apologised for everything she did to him and yes, she was the last time to see him, suddenly Adam gets arrested early in the mor ning because someone had allegedly tipped them that he was hoarding drugs and was a drug smuggler. What does that spell out to you." She yelled at him. "You will tell me the truth right now Chrissy, why did you do what you did? What harm did nAdam ever do to you, why did you do this?"She yelled

Cocaine is highly addictive and can make its users very aggressive, it was really high on the list of hardest drug addictions to get over. “Addiction is one of the hardest and most soul-altering things a person can go through,” Dr. Bricks says. “I know it's only been a few minutes, but let’s take a couple of seconds to digest, and continue on.” She stands and grabs 3 little notebooks and hands each of us one of them, along with a pen. “We are going to write our feelings out in these. One word, feelings, about what we just heard from John. Then we will pick back up with questions.”

So, I had not been able to reach out to him to know if he had been able to trace the blackmailer down. But thinking about him hurt so much, that I just preferred to remain curled in my bed, buried in huge clothes and sheets while I popped some more of my headache pills. I was becoming really, really sick now. But taking those pills had a calming effect, and that was addictive. I was merely digging my own grave. I sometimes watch the sex tape over and over again and nearly die from anxiety.

For a moment he was flooded with euphoria, the adrenaline-laced blood too rich and addictive when he'd been so long without and so very closing to turning. "So good. Do not stop. Feel the rush. Do not stop. There is nothing like it in the world. Join us, brother. Be with us. Take it all. Every drop." Kane heard several voices whispering the temptation. The buzzing in his head grew louder until it was almost painful. It is forbidden to take a life. "A cat only. Nothing to one such as you. He attacked you. Why should you give him his life when he would have killed you?"

She thoughts she has won because she shouted at him and filled his ears with rumours from jobless people who made gossiping their daily routine as if they will get millions of money or awards for each rumour they made. Rumours are true, people will not see a fire without smoke, they will never say what they didn't see or happened, the problem is they will add a huge portion of lies to it; five per cent of truths they saw or happened and ninety-five per cent of lies, big lies. And the strangest and funniest thing about rumours is that people tend to add their own exaggeration; lies as they gossipped or passed to another person, that person will add his/her own exaggeration; lies and passed to

All addictions are bad, Unless they give you a reason to live. All controls are good, Until they take away all your reasons to live. .....................................................

It's an addiction, my life now, no need to sugarcoat shit, I'm a stoner, a junkie, does life gets any better, or any worse? I'm so lonely right now it hurts. I crave legit acid. I love to hallucinate. I love to pretend. I love to dream. I love to live a lie which was what I'd been doing with Fiona and I's relationship, I mean how on Earth do you tell the girl you love that, how do you do it.