Loving Chaos Novels & Stories

Raine's soft gasp, Lilith's quiet exclamation, Michael's sharp exhale, Zadkiel's low hum and the others relief, they all watched, understanding that what held Allistair in check was not reason, not force, not power, but the mad, obsessive love of Lucifer. In the silence of that room, two hearts beat as one and two obsessions, one bound to chaos, another bound to a love so fierce, it consumed all else. The Book of Chaos remained, hovering, alive, dangerous, but for now, its power was tamed by a devotion so mad, so intense, that eternity would shiver before its force.

Chapter 18. Sabotage It was funny how a couple of words can turn hundreds of screaming people to silence. "I'm madly in love with someone." That was all it took to hush everyone who were participating and watching the show. But if a person begged to differ, it was me and my heart. It was racing uncontrollably against my chest, ready to burst like an overinflated balloon. Though Blaze has glanced away, those few seconds of eye contact were enough to shake and make me undone.

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Chaos set the plate on the nightstand, moving to the opposite side of the bed, and pulling the blankets over us. Elliot turned on some action flick, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how far I’ve come in the last year. All my life, I’ve fought to be good enough for everyone else. But laying here, in between the two men that I love, I realize that the ultimate goal was to be good enough for myself. “What is it that you always say?” Elliot questioned, glancing over at Chaos. “Noster amor aeternus est,” Chaos responded, “Our love is eternal.”

was still not enough and thought he had to find other ways to continue tormenting her, proving that she loved him wholeheartedly. However, at that moment, his heart was filled with a kind of regret he had never experienced before, like a surging tide, completely drowning him. Mike seemed to have gone mad. He reached out to people everywhere, using all his connections, shouting hoarsely, "I need to find my wife and daughter!" For these past few days, he had locked himself in the home that had once been full of laughter, not leaving at all. Since returning to the country, the warm memories of the past had continuously flashed through his mind, like a revolving lantern.

My father's features changed in a single second: shock, insecurity, and anger. “We'll sort all that out,” said the god of chaos. “Your mates will be fine; they just activated the chaos magic in their veins.” “How?” I asked in disbelief. “Chaos magic works on loyalty; by them being completely loyal to you and unmaking it at this time, they made the gifts you gave them stronger and able to manipulate the chaotic energy you share with them always. They will have the time to distract Nixa.” “Who is Nixa?” I asked incredulously.

Sam could only endure, his frustration mounting as he cast a pleading look at Aria, silently asking her to beat Landon up. To his surprise, Aria smiled and leaned in to examine Sam's teeth, mirroring Landon's actions. Landon looked at her with a smile. "What do you think?" "It's indeed growing fast," Aria said thoughtfully. She tapped her fingers on Sam's side profile and asked Landon, "Do you have a solution?" Landon revealed his insight without hesitation. "According to ancient lore, the awakening of Chaos is triggered by avarice and savagery. To counter this, we could send him to Homer for purification."

I had built a perfect tomb, and I had forced the only woman who ever loved me for my flaws to step inside it with me. A sudden, blinding wave of absolute clarity—a massive, terrifying epiphany—washed over my soul, knocking the wind straight from my lungs. I didn't want safety. I didn't want control. I didn't want a contract that guaranteed an exit strategy. I wanted the mess. I wanted the roots. I wanted the unpredictable, uncalculated chaos of loving Atasha Clemente, even if it meant a total, catastrophic collapse of my entire world.

She yelled Painfully, she vomits, regurgitating more blood than bile, bloody chunks of god-knows-what are also mixed into the blood she just threw up, when she's released a large enough quantity to form as not-very-small puddle on the floor, she collapses, twitching and spasm-ing. Some of the chunks she regurgitated start to convulse, turning into vapor, they start to amalgamate and condenses into what was left of the lykan agent she was fighting. He was now a horrible mass of deformed flesh and bones, contorted in an excruciating display of agony and suffering. An eye on his cheek turned and focused on Terror and a mangled arm reached out as if asking for help. The grotesque thing before hi

Ashton looked at Aunty Linda and then at Lilly and was confused and worried too, confused because he didn't understand why they both are behaving like this and worried because he can't see Lilly in this state so Arnold decided to do what Aunty Linda told her to do. Ashton went into his room and threw the vase in frustration and anger and the vase broke into pieces. Ashton was angry about why Lilly and Aunty Linda are behaving like this and then that bastard Reid who made him so angry by betraying him. Ashton enters inside his big room which is designed by Mr. Miliauskas which represents the earthy shades. The room has muted shades of stone grey, the highlight of the room is the lava-like bac