Love Delusion Novels & Stories

I replied to her. However, it was clear that Delia didn't fully grasp the meaning behind my words. So, I proceeded to explain further, "The love potion you desire is a type of bewitching elixir that disrupts one's thoughts. To create it, you must sacrifice something you hold dear. This item carries the essence of your emotions, which will then be transferred to the person who consumes the potion, making them fall in love with 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, "Jenna, 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 that thought he could get a woman that was never his from the start.

Clearing my throat, I asked, “ Did it ever occur to you that she doesn't want you anymore?” He looks baffled at my question, like it's impossible that she would change her mind, weaving me off, “ Impossible! She loves me too much not to want me anymore.” Ah, I see the delusions, grabbing a toast from the table. I say, “ Delusions will be the death of you,” and I walk out of the house, leaving them confused and angrier than I found them.

His touch promises everything I've never had. But then reality crashes back. Declan. Just. Kissed. Me. Declan, who moments ago wanted me to kiss his feet. Who thinks he can buy anything - or anyone - he wants? Who sees me as something to be "cleaned up." And in that moment, I realized something important: there are some things money can't buy. My dignity is one of them.

he was not delusional enough to expect loyalty and love from her when he had given her nothing but pain. He had no right to feel hurt when their relationship was never one of love and trust rather it was founded on dominance and submissiveness but she shouldn’t have betrayed him. It dragged out that freaking reality he kept refusing to accept, burying deep with layer and layer on it. Devrath had warned him long ago exactly what that girl was turning into but his ego was too huge to take those words into consideration. He thought he was untouchable but turned out, cruel reality didn’t care about his delusions.

I was about to flip. “Be my girlfriend,” he said again with a serious tone. More phone cameras were recording us. I was about to say, ‘Do you want me to test your neuropsychiatric function?’ Because there is a condition called erotomania, where the patient believes that everyone is in love with him. Or perhaps, he has a narcissistic personality disorder. Or, it might be that he has hit himself in the head and the lesion created delusions for him. But before I could do that, he just had to say these two lines.

“I’ve never liked Tom. Now, I know why. You were in the hospital all this time and he just let me think that you wanted nothing to do with me. I want to kill him.” “I thought that you’d dumped me,” I admitted.’ “I love you,” he said with so much emotion that it was impossible not to believe. “Where’s your place. I want to come over.” “I’m not there,” I said, woefully. I wanted nothing more than to be held by him at that moment. Here was a man who spoke and interacted with me in reality the way my dream love spoke and interacted with me in my sleep. “Dr. Mokena took me from the hospital and put me up in a lodge upstate. She claimed it would speed up my recovery.”

I said feeling so uneasy. Adrian's smile broadened but it lacked warmth. "Do you think Del loves you just the wat he loves you?"He asked in a cool collected tone but I could hear a hint of something manipulative and dangerous underneath." Del can't love , he didn't, don't waste your time ." I gasped for air and froze. "What do you mean? Del loves me." But the certainty in my voice wavered as I spoke. In my mind Adrian's words were like seeds that were just beginning to sprout with uncertainty.

I remember how my heart shattered to pieces the day I found out he left. Heli kept us running, running away from the memories. Running away from the night he took my virginity, running away from the night he professed his undying love. We were running away from those beautiful blue brown eyes and long dark hair. From those hands that knew just how to touch us, to the lips that tasted of honey. We ran for a while. The full moon behind us powered us until we reached a cliff. Heli let out a long loud howl letting me pour all my feelings out.

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