Love Delusion Novels & Stories

she shot back and headed for the door, once again, I stopped her. “Don’t let her leave.” I instructed her boyfriend Alistair. “This time, I am trying emotional punishment. I would see how far this one takes us.” “So it is all a game to you, you were never going to love me!” Elaine said, crying now and her whine body quaked. “The delusion. I told you all and I would tell you again, even you there, wife. Don’t ever assume you can make me fall in love with you, I can’t be ‘changed’ or ‘helped’, it is a ruse.”

Realizing that I could not win over him, I told him, "Okay..Will you give me your phone now ?? " "Ofcourse shaky..I will give you but before that you have to say I love you rakshith.." I got furious after hearing his words..Is he thinking I was a toy ??..I'm not a puppet to act like he says..Yes..I loved him and still loving him but I don't allow him to use me as he wish..I will not say that word to him because he don't deserve it..He don't deserve my love..He don't deserve my selfless love..I even went to work as a cleaner for him but in return he used me like an tissue paper and threw it away..I got more angry while remembering all his insult words..I shouted to him,

Sasha sat quietly beside Chris’s hospital bed, her heart heavy as she looked at his unconscious form. She held his hand gently, her fingers tracing the back of his hand like they used to when they were kids. “I can’t wait for you to wake up,” she whispered, her voice barely audible in the silent room. “You wouldn’t believe the mess I’ve gotten myself into. I’m... I’m in love with the devil.” She let out a soft, humorless laugh. “Not literally, but it feels that way.”

There was no emotion in my eyes save for bone-chilling animosity. "That's what he deserves," I said. Rumors spread throughout the outside world that Ignazio, the Don of the Corelli famiglia, had gone insane. At Corelli Villa, Ignazio ordered his Soldati to beat him mercilessly with iron rods. Of course, no one dared. So, he fired them one by one until one Soldato, who was trembling all over, finally struck him across the back with an iron rod. Then came the second blow, followed by the third. And more blows ensued after that.

And you can rightfully suffer, describing your suffering to her, and demand that she drop everything and fly to comfort him. Once he broke loose, got drunk like a pig and threw a real tantrum at her ... With tears and accusations that she does not love him, uses him, abuses him, etc. etc. That she doesn't have a soul. Therefore, she feeds on strangers. Lou did not realize that on the basis of a sharp withdrawal from drugs and excess alcohol, he simply developed a psychosis. He was hurt and embarrassed. And he wanted to be with her. He thought he was absolutely right. And Kit didn’t understand this either, because she was far away ...

He kept muttering searching around for his love who had never been present in the first place, he was loosing his mind and he kept hearing whispers, echos and sacastic laughter's which he tried to block out 'you think he loves you or ever will... Then you must be dreaming, you're a looser and disappointment who would want that, a used up being' "No that's not true... That's not true" sweats kept pouring down his body and the pain he was feeling inside was much worst than what he had actually received physically.. His breathing was becoming so much harder and he was fighting his demons with all in him

“I’ve known him for a decade. In the one year we were married, I’ve always thought of him as a decent man. One who always strives to be better at work, and is sensible in all things. He treated me very well, and he listened to all my requests. I even thought that he loved me. “He had a strong sense of responsibility, and he feels responsible for me. But at the end of the day, his sense of responsibility for me can’t be compared to his love for Cynthia. I fully understand that.” Rosalie smiled, but tears fell down her cheeks. “I was so stupid. I couldn’t differentiate what was reality, and what was my imagination. I was tricked by the illusion of love. I kept thinking that what I felt must be

She imagined him replacing his fingers with his long thick cock, her throbbing tunnel welcoming the invasion. The moisture continued to build as she rubbed more fervently, his effect on her was intoxicating, and obsessive. Even though they broke up two years ago, the only way she can get off is if she pictured it was him. She was becoming delirious with the possibilities only making the aching pain between her legs increase. She needed something, anything to make this aching pleasure go away. So she removed her hand from her breast and reached into her nightstand drawer and pulled out her vibrating dildo. She took the dildo she rubbed it in between her slits coating it with her juices. Then

She could feel his emotions, and sometimes she thought she could hear him in her head. She had tried to escape him; she had tried to resist him, and now, as her body cooled and numbed, and as she watched the small snowflakes fall above her, she realised and accepted that something within herself that she had been fighting ever since the first time she saw his intense eyes staring at her in the college library. Now, as her heart slowed and her consciousness started to fade, she reached out for the first time using that strange connection and whispered. {“I’m sorry… Kryon... I love you…”}

Guess the love I thought we had was just an illusion of a delusional man. A delusional man that is about to put the phone down in her ear, "Isabella, please, do not hurt me even more than you already have. But can I tell you one fucked up thing? I still love your ass. And I can tell you this, even if it takes me forever, I will get over you." With that, the phone finds its way smack bang right into the trash. I am just a nobody Marine that thought he could get a woman that was never his from the start.