Romans & histoires Love Is Poison Hoodie

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

“For now, till we figure out what’s happening, you need to hide your lack of injury. First step, look for something, like a hoodie to hide your skin. Then avoid going out today because no one would be expecting you to be standing at all today.” I nodded. I rushed to my closet to get a hoodie. When I stepped out, Shane scowled. “What the hell is that?” I tugged at the hoodie and realized why Shane was glaring. It barely reached my waist. It was a cropped hoodie, it was too cute for what I needed. I sighed, rubbing my forehead. “It’s Jasmine’s fault. These are the hoodies she picked when we went shopping last week. She said they were more stylish” I tugged at it again, wishing it would magical

I saw that the day after Grayson received that first text, she'd posted: [The longest dream of my girlhood has finally come true. The photo showed an enormous bouquet of deep red roses, with a lavishly decorated hotel room in the background. Only a sliver of Grayson's sleeve showed in the shot, but I recognized it instantly. That same night, I'd caught the scent of flowers on his clothes. He'd told me a business partner had sent flowers to the office. Fool that I was, I'd actually believed him. In that moment, I didn't feel the devastation I might have expected—just a strange, loosening relief. A whole day's worth of worry seemed to lift off my shoulders.

Lauren's tears almost dropped, and when he saw nothing seemed to be working he grabbed Jack's throat even though he didn't stop the song, his anger was boiling, he could kill Jack with his bare hand. "You promised not to kill me, you can't possibly kill me for someone that is..." "She is my wife." That was the only word Lauren said and continued with his song, Edward stared at him in shock, Noor who was also there, he just realized that this man was in love with his Mandy, he had joined the group when he heard the news of Mandy in pain, the whole city has the news now, the press are there but no one knows that the boy singing is the masked man that no one ever seen his face. Leah's tears dro

In an instant, I rushed to Teddy and pulled him into my arms. Startled, Zion slipped and fell to the floor, bursting into loud cries. Daniel shot me a venomous glare and instinctively raised his hand, but halfway through, he seemed to remember something. A cruel smile spread across his face as he asked mockingly, "Leo, don't you think Zion's eye is beautiful? When the doctor said Zion might go blind, Emma immediately helped me search nationwide for suitable organ donors. "Turns out this new eye is incredible. Not only did Zion have no rejection, it's even healthier than before. So tell me—whose eye do you think it is? I really ought to thank that person properly."

I walk towards it then gently open it without creating a creaking sound When I opened his wardrobe, I saw Jackets and hoodies and some hoodies in black and white shade. I look at it one by one because I am a hoodie lover as well. "I am sorry for going through your clothes but I need to borrow one since you torn mine last night." I took a hoodie that was on a white color then grab a pajama that was neatly folded on the side of the cabinet. Instantly, I went to the bathroom. When I faced. the mirror inside of it, I saw mark of kisses on my neck. "Fuck! Fuck! I almost forgot about these" I panic seeing these love bites he gave me.

But at the same time, he hated love. His hatred for love felt so familiar, so similar to what I had been feeling all this time, that it was as if I was feeling my own emotions through him. Fighting against that control, I quickly turned my body away. The contact was broken. I almost ran, trying to see who that person was, but all that remained was the shadow of someone walking away from the party. He was wearing a black hoodie. The dark pattern on the back of the hoodie naturally caught my attention.

was not a bond. It was poison disguised as a tie. And I drank every drop, believing it was love.

After getting irritated I walked over the to closet and open its door that it was so big that I can't even call it a closet but a personal mini-mall where you can get anything you want. I step inside the closet and saw varieties of perfumes and Huda beauty's make up (my favorite brand) after checking the make up I opened a perfume bottle which looks so expensive that just to buy this single bottle I need to save my whole month salary, (that's a different story that I've no job)

Two pairs of denim jeans, two pairs of hoodies, one white shirt, one black top, and two dresses were both gifts from Teddy and his wife, either for my birthdays or some special occasion. Knox used to make fun of my clothing. One time I was wearing a black hoodie with some Japanese anime cartoon inked on it. I liked the hoodie because it was something I bought with my money. Although that piece was cheap, it was something I had a different sort of feeling toward. The excitement that I felt at that moment couldn’t be expressed in words.