Aggressive Love Novels & Stories

His jaw clenched, and I could feel the anger radiating off him in waves. "You’re mine, Allison," he growled, his voice low and dangerous, sending a chill down my spine. "You don’t get to walk away from me." Before I could respond, his lips crashed against mine in a furious kiss. It wasn’t gentle or tender—it was filled with anger and frustration, an attempt to claim me in a way words couldn’t. I gasped against his lips, shocked by his audacity, before anger surged through me like wildfire. Using all my strength, I pulled back and swung my hand, the sharp sound of the slap echoing in the still night.

Immediately, I leaned back. I wouldn't want him taking his anger on me . " I'm sorry, I don't just love you, anymore". I told him. But he doesn't take my confession lightly.. " You don't love me!". He yelled, and then angrily stood up from kneeling on the ground... He stretched out his hand to grab me. But just as I attempted to push him away, a hand extends from behind and slapped Logan's hand away.. I turned my head back and it was Christopher..

He gave me soothing words that eventually calmed me completely and let go. “Sleep with me,” I said with pleading eyes. “You don't need to ask, Brianna,” he smiled. Slowly, a smile formed on my lips and pressed it against his. We kissed slowly and I could feel him being cautious with me. But it didn't last long and eventually he became aggressive like me. “Make me forget, Daniel..” I whispered in between our kisses. I didn't hear his response as I was busy touching him everywhere. “Brianna..”

I grip his face hard, kissing him back with the same savage need, the same ruthless dominance. There’s nothing soft about this. This isn’t lust. This isn’t love. This is raw. This is burning hot. This is fucking war. This fire, this chaos, this fucking madness. It’s as violent as a winter storm and just as merciless. A forest fire with no end, devouring everything in its path. Even if it’s wrong. So fucking wrong. And the worst part is, I hate that I love it. We are enemies. We’ve crossed lines that can never be fixed.

Because, the pain she gave me is unbearable compared to the pain I gave to her. I know I hurt her asking divorce but she have no right to call my love is fake. "What did you just call my love fake? Am I faking my love to you? I loved you truly, you're the only girl I have ever loved and you just complimented my love calling fake and today I will show you how much my love is fake." With that I pushed her on bed and hovered above her, pasted my lips on her giving no opportunity to open her mouth. I know my behaviour towards her is aggressive and harsh.

I hated that I was reacting to him, that my pulse was racing even as my mind was screaming for him to stop. He was aggressive, his movements raw and punishing. He wasn't making love, he was taking his revenge on me. I saw stars as he hit my prostate over and over, his chest slapping against my back. "Wait… please," I gasped, my head lolling back against the pillows.

The passion between them was raw and intense, their breaths coming in harsh gasps as they lost themselves in the embrace. Cassian's hands roamed over her body, his touch almost desperate as he tried to reassure himself of her presence. He pulled her closer, his body pressing against hers with a possessive intensity as if he were trying to merge their very beings. His kisses grew more insistent, each one a reminder of his unyielding claim over her. Hailey's anger melted into a passionate need, her kisses matching his intensity. She clung to him, her tears mingling with their fierce connection. The aggressive, possessive kiss continued, each of them pouring their hearts into the embrace, their

Eirny’s POV: I couldn’t remember. I tried and tried. But I couldn’t. Dane just kept saying the same story over and over. I’m sure he is telling the truth. I mean he loves me. He wouldn’t lie to me. The whole month has seemed so off. Askar went back to ignoring me, and more towards Bell. They would always be smiling and talking. It was so weird seeing him being so nice to someone, knowing he hated my guts. What did I do to deserve this hatred he had for me? “Why aren't you answering any of my texts?” Dane asked sternly. “I haven’t had the time. I’m sorry. I was studying all last night.” Today would make us being together for 3 months. And he surely has gotten more aggressive, but everyone get

Aggressive. All the anger he’d been holding in for weeks came pouring out. She pulled away from the kiss and whispered in his ear. “Fuck me.” Something in Adrian snapped. He grabbed her ass with both hands and started pounding into her. Hard and fast. She screamed. Loud enough that it echoed through the room even over the music. Adrian didn’t care. Didn’t care who was watching. Didn’t care about anything except the release he was chasing. He kept going. Harder. Faster.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you how much you mean to me. I don't even think I remember what life felt like before you showed up. It’s not that I don’t love you… it’s just that what I feel for you—it doesn’t fit into that word. It’s more obsessive , more possessive… more aggressive than anything I know how to handle. But if you want to call it love then yeah. I love you. And I’ll say it every day. Every single day. As much as you want to hear it.” Her eyes were already wet, but now one tear slipped out. And then another. “Killian, please….. we can’t…” “Choose me.”my voice cracked. “Choose us.” She closed her eyes like that would shut me out. Her lashes were soaked. I watched one tear fall and hi