Poisonous Passion Novels & Stories

Is your wife nothing to you? [That’s not all. I saw this with my own eyes. When the art exhibition caught on fire that day, Joshua Thompson ignored his wife just so that he could save his first love’s painting. That’s why Rain Zimmer nearly died in the fire.] [But here’s the most disgusting thing! When Rain Zimmer finally stopped being such a lovestruck idiot, Joshua Thompson lied to her that he had cancer so that she would return to him. He even paid to have news about this trend so that we’d pity him! Bah! It’s no wonder why your wife divorced you!]

It was an unavoidable and unbreakable passion, it took away our senses, bewitched us and no matter how much I deny, I knew his every word was true and I hated it. When profound cravenness and enmity blend they create a curious tension. I don’t want it but at the same I do- we do. Soon Blaze came out of the shower with a towel around his waist, looking divine with his perfect body as ever and asked, “Why are you still here?” “It is so toxic, Blaze…” I said sadly, sitting up. “How can we live a life like this?” “What are you talking about?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

All he wanted to do was hunt her down and finish what he started. George couldn’t remember any woman tasting that sweet before. It was like an explosion of pleasure in the form of a taste. He wanted to know what the rest of her tasted like and all he’d done was kiss her. How could it be like that? So sudden and fierce, he felt like he’d been swept away by some sudden storm. Was he cursed by a mage to want, no crave, what he can’t have? Or has fate turned it’s anger on him and sent her to punish him with temptation and death?

♤Ven♤ People say I'm a human. But they don't know blood doesn't flow in my veins. If there's something, that's poison. I'm a poison damsel, I'm an immortal. My birth was cursed and death was craved. My breath can make anyone struggle for air, my one scratch can kill, my eyes can hypnotise and my smile can seduce. Yeah, I'm a human. A human, made of poison. ◇Aragon◇

"This is our home! Selene isn't back yet, so I won't let you do this to our home! Tell me—where did she go? Tell me!" Seeing how frantic he was, the lawyer sighed and said, "Ms. Adkins left a message for you. She said, 'With my heart long dead, where does love belong? A heart that has been shattered can never be pieced back together—just like how a past flame cannot be rekindled.' "So… Mr. Langley, you should let go." Jacob felt as if a hole had been carved into his chest, the cold air stabbing at his lungs with unbearable pain. A wave of dizziness hit him just then, sending a shiver down his spine.

The internet defines a toxic relationship as "any relationship [between people who] don't support each other, where there's conflict and one seeks to undermine the other, where there's competition, where there's disrespect and a lack of cohesiveness." The problem is... sometimes there's excitement in competition. Sometimes the disrespect and lack of support just makes you want someone more. Sometimes, the passion and intense feelings outweigh the negatives.

In some type of way, it was suffocating. A different kind of suffocation.. Slightly pulling away, My breathing heavy..he seeming barely affected by the little romance.. He smiled, his lips seeming to turn pink.. All sexy, delicious and ....oh my god.. He tasted of caramel berries..slight intoxicated with the taste of weed...something I never thought would become addictive.. "Remind me why I shouldn't kiss you every time I see you.." His sexy voice booming into my ears sent shivers of pleasure I didn't even know existed..

She picked up a red-hot iron rod from a nearby brazier without any hesitation and drove it straight through Liam's right shoulder with a sickening sizzle. The stench of burning flesh instantly filled the room. "Ah!" Liam let out a scream like a slaughtered pig and rolled across the floor in agony. Amelia's eyes were filled with violence. "Love me? You did it all for money!" The pain drove Liam out of his mind. Without caring about the consequences, he spread his legs and made a vulgar gesture. "Amelia, can you love me again? You used to like me like this... Give me another chance..." The disgust was so intense that Amelia felt sick.

I moaned loudly when I felt him take off my clothes completely. He looked at my body, flames of desire and passion are evident in his eyes. His hands reached for my mounds, squeezing them lightly and playing with my twin peaks. I was shocked when his mouth started fondling and tasting them alternately. I couldn't stop myself from moving. My flesh pulsated with desire. The sensation is just too much that I can no longer control myself. He held both my hands and pinned them above my head using his other hand. While the other was busy touching me there. He continued sucking on my twin peaks, licking and teasing.

I mean, supposedly? “You have a good memory,” she nodded. “Yes the Puralis Poison is referred to as a love potion in most analects. But it doesn't make it so. In fact, it is one of the most insidious poisons, because it feeds off already existing emotions.” I listened, my dread and confusion growing. “I read that the Puralis Potion was used to help broken marriages,” I stated. It was why I remembered that name very well. I had been foolish once, dreaming of using it to win back Alaric from her.