Books About Toxic Love Novels & Stories

“Because I’m so d*mn in love with you that I couldn’t restrain my feelings anymore. Five years ago…I dreamed of having you again. I thought we could finally happen but…that happened.” I don’t know if he’s asking for a chance or just confessing how he wanted to be with me again. Nonetheless, I don’t think I can give him a chance for now. Like I said, I’m afraid that he’d hurt me again or…he’d end up like Klay. Too much love…is toxic. I want him to love himself as he loves me. I don’t want him to destroy and lose himself because of me. I don’t want that. I don’t need a kind of love that suffers.

Just if he was a normal person like Aaron. ‘Aaron is also like him’ a voice whispered to her. “But he tries”, she said out loud and Alex looked at her funny. “What?” “Nothing! Why can’t you just leave me alone?!” She yelled. “I can’t, I’m obsessed with you. I think about you all the time”. “You see, that is the problem. You don’t love me, you’re obsessed with me, you want to have me, nobody else can have me because you want to have me. Like I’m a fucking piece of paper or something”, she yelled.

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

"I said no, so no!" "Ah you, I've recovered," Dita said, pursing her lips. "Okay, but if your leg hurts tomorrow, let me know." "Yes, thank you." said Dita happily, unconsciously running and hugging Radya's body. She could hear Radya's heart beating fast as she hugged him. "What's wrong with your heart?" Dita teased. "You're far away," Radya quickly pushed Dita's body gently so that she no longer hugged him. For some reason, being in contact with Dita made his heart race faster, plus his blood rushed. Is that what is called LOVE? ***

"I..I am really sorry Catherine. It just happened in the heat of the moment. You were in pain and I didn’t know what to do and so..I am sorry. I know you have a boyfriend and you don’t like me and you made it other day very clear that its all a mistake. I didn’t want it to happened. Please forgive me." "Mike…Can you relax a bit? Keep quiet and let me complete. Last night was very beautiful and special to me. Our kiss..It definitely meant something to me. I know you are attracted to me and I like you too mike but…" "But?" Catherine sighed and continued "Mike my life is a real mess. I am a real mess. I really like you but at the moment I am so confused. I need time to think about it." "Catheri

I spoke the entire thing in a go while looking at Rudra. He nodded slightly, understanding my words. "But yes. The kind of love you have for her and the kind of relationship you have right now, it's toxic as fuck and no one deserves toxicity like that in their lives. Not Kiara and not even you. So trust me when I say that, if you guys do form a relationship, it's going to pull out the worst versions of you two," I confessed. Yes. I believed that. No matter how much Rudra loved KM or how much KM was eager to give him a chance for their wedding. They were toxic to each other. They were like each other's poison. A poison that would end by killing each other.

She took everything I had to give like a good girl. I can’t believe I accepted the bond, and I’m willing to complete our soulmate bond. Maybe love doesn’t have to be toxic? Perhaps I’m lucky enough to have found someone who loves me for me and who can love me back. I hated watching my father pine for my mother while she went into another man's arms. A man who didn’t really love her. She neglected the man who did truly love her. I always feared love because of my parents' toxic love, but now I realize not all love is toxic.

he mocks. “You do realise that sounds exactly like something she’d do, right?” I deadpan. He stiffens as his eyes blow wide, “She fucking well better not, I don’t want an animai. I learned the hard way; love is a load of shit. It’s like that drug humans take for cancer, what is it called? Chamo… chemotherapy! That’s it. You take this drug that’s meant to save your life, but while it’s supposedly doing that it’s eating away at every good cell and making you sicker and sicker until you either die or miraculously, manage to survive. Love is a poison and slowly it’s just going to eat away at you until there’s nothing left,” he says bitterly. You don’t become this bitter unless you truly were in

“You think you can ruin my life and then sit here and talk about want, like it will erase everything you’ve done? You tried to kill me. You poisoned your friend’s food.” Luca leaned forward, his gaze never leaving hers. “Ruin your life?” he echoed, his tone soft, almost incredulous. “Kiara, everything I’ve done—every single thing—was for us. For you. Because I love you.” Her laugh was bitter and sharp. “Love? You don’t even know what that word means. Manipulation, lies, poison—that’s what you call love?”

That was the moment I realized I could never afford to be weak. I had loved my mother with all my heart, and look where that had gotten me. Love didn’t protect her. Love didn’t save her. Love had destroyed her. And I refused to let it destroy me. From that day on, I swore I would never let anyone see my heart. I would become everything my father expected me to be—cold, controlled, untouchable. Because if there was one thing my father had taught me, it was that in this world, love was not a gift.