Maniac Love Novels & Stories

Love Love ~...............................~

Mia screamed. “What happened to you? I remember when I first met you. You were… so elegant. Like a p-p-p-princess. Or a q-queen.” “It’s funny,” Mia mused. A small glint of light flashed from something in her hand. She twirled around her fingers. “Love makes us do crazy things. But you’d know that if you actually loved him. No one will love him the way I do. No one!” “No one wants to be loved that way!”Audrey yelled back. “You’re insane!”

I asked pulling away from the hug, I can remember that mafia guys don't fall in love and the more I get closer to this stranger the more I like him, I don't want to get my heart broken again, I don't even want to fall in love any time soon "I….I….I... .don't know" He stuttered, exactly the answer I was expecting. I picked my bag from the couch "Listen Mr Maciano I know guys like you and what you can do, you want to play with my heart and then toss me away like a piece of thrash, with the kind of money and looks that you have, you can get any type of girl you want to crawl at your feet, but then I must say you met the wrong person, I'm not in the mood to play or allow someone play with my fee

Erica spills to me. “Woah, slow down. Jullian as in Nico’s best friend and right hand man and you are what fuck buddies?” I inquire. This lunch just got a whole hell of a lot more interesting. Blame my love reality TV and now medical dramas but I love me some juicy shit like this. Does this make me a basic mafia wife? Yes, but ask if me if I fucking care. We all have something basic about us and the best part is we get to choose it.

Rowan knew that Calista had a couple of interviews set up for after graduation; the only problem was that the jobs and careers connected to those interviews would take Calista away from him. Rowan was the 3rd son of the most feared and dangerous mafia family in the country, the Cromwell Mafia. Being part of that family, Rowan was used to getting what he wanted, so he couldn’t let Calista leave him. He couldn’t think or even imagine what his life would be like if he didn’t get to see Calista every day. Rowan knew that she would probably hate him to start with, but eventually Calista would forgive him and he could trust her to stay with him always.

"I loved what you could become. And then I loved what you chose to become despite my manipulations. And finally, I just... loved you. The way teachers love their finest student, the way artists love their masterpiece, the way entropy loves the things it must eventually claim." The transfer accelerated. Marcus entered the prison as Love became dormant—still there but sleeping, her burden carried by another. The moment he took her place, he screamed—not in pain but in revelation. Through our connection, he experienced love properly for the first time: every moment between me and Kieran, every dance with both mates, every tender second that made power meaningless compared to connection. "This i

Still do what I love. - MishanAngel

Anna looked at him and nodded in affirmation. Immersed in the scent of flowers, twinkling in the lights of candles and ringing on the music player, the song was presenting a deceptive scene of the lounge. The song was playing in a very low voice. I love her She is my lover I love him, he is my lover That girl is not my life That girl is not my life His face is in his eyes His watch is in the words I am the way That is the destination Get it now In these beats he is very active

His annoyed expression and angry tone made Rachel flinch and she moved back. "Sorry…. Maybe I am overthinking." Rachel apologized for doubting her 'loyal' boyfriend. Turning his back from her he continued, "I and my team have been after Vincenzo Siemens for two years. Every time we fail by an inch. Somehow that bloody arrogant mafia wins. I want him to be behind the bars and this has become my craze. I don’t care about my life anymore.” Hearing the last sentence, Rachel hugged Andrew from the back. “Your life matters to me. A lot.”