Loving Chaos Novels & Stories

'People were created to be loved. Things were created to be used. The reason why the world is in chaos, is because things are being loved and people are being used.The best love is the kind that awakens the soul; that makes us reach for more, that plants the fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. That's what I hope to give you forever. At the beach, life is different... Time doesn't move hour to hour but mood to moment... We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun....'

'Starting to feel uneasy, eh? “Let me tell you a story. A plotless story though. A woman was so fed up because of the problems she's facing right now so she went to a bar to forget it even just for a while. She decided to call her lover because she need someone she love to stand by her side and comfort, and the perfect person is her lover. While she's calling, she heard a familiar ringtone. It's the same ringtone as her lover's. She start looking to where it is coming from and she figured out that it's behind her. She was about to call him when she noticed that he's talking to a woman she doesn't know so she stopped herself. She's curious so she can't help but to eavesdropped. And then she h

“What—“ “That’s the right question, Drake. That’s the perfect question.” “Why— what do you mean? I thought—“ “Look, how can I choose you when I can’t choose myself? How can I choose others when I can’t even prioritize myself? Tell me how, so I can ignore it.” “You know Drake, always remember this. Loving yourself is the best choice of your life. Choosing yourself is the best happiness that happens in our life. But you know what’s more important? Living yourself is the LIFE.” I smiled before walking away.

MICHAEL’S POV… We all believe in love changing us into better people, we all believe love can make us do extraordinary things, and we all believe love can make us change our ways of living, but what we refused to see or believe is that broken love can make us more worse than we were before, it can make us change into more horrible beings that we were before. I have been living a bitter life since the day I saw Shadrach naked on someone’s bed, my life has been bitter since that day. I couldn’t believe he could do that to me, not after all that we shared, not after the assurance I gave him of myself, not after changing myself for good just to please him. That thing he did has currently destabi

There is slobber everywhere. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Chaos leans forward, wrapping his arms around Storm and pulls her into his chest 'MINE!' he says, rubbing his face all over her. Surprisingly Storm is loving every moment of it. She rubs her face all over him. Then she nips and playfully tugs at his ear, making a growling sound to initiate a play fight. Chaos entertains her and pretends to let her win over and over. Chaos has turned from a murderous beast to a little playful puppy.

Then Chris leaped in the way. Chris was bound and determined to be the one to save Anya. The tentacle made direct contact, but didn't smash him like he had expected. It past into him. Then he heard Its voice very clearly. Somewhere between a whisper and a roar, It made him promises. Give into It, and Chaos would grant him everything. Even as his left eye filled with blood, Chris couldn't help but listen to it. It promised him peace . . . love . . . fame and fortune. Then, it promised him Anya. The object of his infatuation would have eyes only for the wereboar. And for a moment, Chris wanted that. And that was all the time that Chaos needed.

Liora felt the faint pulse of the Flow stir within her chest, but here it was thin, almost suffocated. “Why do you call this place Haven?” she asked. “Because we found peace,” Solan said calmly. “No grief. No anger. No chaos.” “No love,” Liora whispered. He smiled faintly. “Love is chaos. It drives people mad. It makes them hurt each other.” He gestured toward the mirrors. “These reflect what we became after we silenced the Flow.” Liora’s breath caught. “You silenced it?” Solan nodded. “Centuries ago, our ancestors discovered how to dampen emotion—

She was trapped in a web of her own making, a prisoner of her circumstances. “I don’t have any bad intentions.” Chaos replied calmly. “I’m not trying to ruin your marriage or cause any trouble. I just... I don’t trust him.” His voice, though soft, carried a weight of concern. He could sense the turmoil within her, the hidden pain she was trying to conceal. Florence felt a surge of gratitude and admiration for Chaos. His understanding, his patience, and his unwavering love were overwhelming. She was touched by his selfless nature, his willingness to put her happiness before his own.

Jess Lovely, luxurious, lustrous, lonesome,loomy,loophole. I felt all the l's on my tongue, flowing like a soft melody. Enchanting. The sight of those two put me in an excited mode, the energy in the air was eccentric. I felt on top of the world, not in the highest level yet but still at the top. I had accomplished or goal, I was left with another. Having Sandra as my prisoner had seemed impossible at first wit that yodi pendant around her neck, but as soon as it was removed. She looked powerless, she was powerless. For her strength was removed from her. I could finally manoevre her. As I stepped into the room, I saw how weak she lokeed, her eyes all confused and filled with fear. The kind o

“Why would you leave me with no word on what was going on. I thought you were a creep and that I made a big mistake. I was so confused. That’s why I left to get out of here.” “I left a guard at door but I was betrayed.” “I had checked the weather for the weekend. There was no bad weather.” “Wrong kind of a storm. This was personal storm that I had to deal with. Matthew pulled over to a cabin overlooking the valley below with the ocean in the far distance