Psycho Lover Novel By Malisha Rana Novels & Stories

If she hadn't, she would have been the one lying in a casket long ago. I didn’t confirm anything. Why would I? I’m not stupid. Besides, I had left the decision to someone else. It wasn’t my call to have that thief killed. But Liza was fine with it. She no longer had any feelings for the poor guy. The moment we were alone in the kitchen last night, she kissed me—hard—her hands all over my body. In an instant, she was kneeling before me, stroking my manhood. I tried stopping her multiple times, feeling like I was betraying Sabiana, but Liza wouldn't stop. She gripped me tightly and took me into her mouth. She wanted me to come, but the problem was—I didn't. She grew anxious and desperate to ma

“I must admit, I did not get any satisfaction last time. Dreckon Ivanov’s death was too quick. Why not prolong the process this time? Draw his fear and channel it into... pleasure?” “God, you men are sick.” Savana’s voice beamed from the door, and it immediately changed something in Lore’s eyes. It wasn’t anger, but pain. “Sick?” Lore asked. I didn’t even bother to turn around to see Savana, to see the disappointment on her face that had clearly sounded from her words. “Durant Ivanov forced my eyes open when his elder brothers tore my sister’s clothes off and took turns with her. Even when I couldn’t watch, her screams echoed in my ears. Can you even fathom how terrifying it must’ve been for

Ratna, who had stolen, manipulated, and broken. The elevator dinged, snapping her back. The doors opened to the glittering lobby. Warm golden light spilled across the polished floor, and the sound of clinking glasses drifted from the bar. The world outside Sagara’s room felt jarringly normal, as if her turmoil didn’t exist here. She stepped out, her heels clicking against the marble. She wanted to disappear, to vanish into the crowd, to breathe again. But fate had other plans. “Alana?” Her head whipped toward the voice. Her pulse jumped.

"I know I messed up. I was a bastard before! I was blind and treated you like dirt. I shouldn't have lied to you; I shouldn't have hurt you for someone else's sake! "Alessia, I love you. I really do. When I almost lost you while standing outside that OR in Nuvak, I finally understood that I can't live without you. Can you please come home with me? We'll start over, and I'll do whatever you want. I'll give you everything the Luca family has to offer…"

No one speaks immediately because now, neither of them can pretend every thing is fine. There is no minimizing. No way for them to say it was nothing because it is in fact the opposite. It is something, and whatever it is keep on getting worse. Malisha is on the edge of the bed, with her fingers gripping the shets tightly. Her breathing has steadied after what had happened. If only she could say the same for her mind. Her mind was every where and it seems as though she is loosing herself.

This time showing me broken, cold, lying in Malik’s arms as he screamed into a void that didn’t answer. My mark extinguished. My soul gone. Our love shattered into nothing. Mama whispered, “If you keep walking this road—one of you will destroy the other. Or you will destroy the world together.” I staggered back. “No. That’s not true. Malik would never—” She stepped closer, her voice trembling but firm. “Baby… his love for you burns too hot. And yours for him burns just as deep. Two souls bound like that? It can’t stay balanced. One consumes the other. Or together you consume everything.”

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I showered off his smell and his touch, I hated this part, I didn’t want to have to shower it away every time, but I also couldn’t just risk anyone being able to get a whiff of his scent on my fur. I was an emotional wreck as I lay in my bed after my shower. I didn’t know how much longer I could take all of this. I didn’t know how much longer I could possibly hide this big secret of mine, it was literally eating away at me. My mind was ticking away and I struggled to wind down. I needed some sort of distraction to help me sleep so I plugged in my headphones and dozed off listening to my favourite band, The Fray, whilst my mind also consumed him yet again…

I tell him “You are taking time this time, Ric. Can you find him or do I need to ask Maliah’s grandma for help finding someone?” “Her grandmother? What does she know about hunting rats?” Ric's voice was forced as he spoke and I knew he felt offended that I was insinuating he was inefficient and he hated that more than anything else. “Maliah is an Ishii, man.” I confessed, running my hand down my face. “A fucking what now?” He scoffed but I could tell he was amused. “I know” I laughed “Crazy, right? After telling myself you’ll be the only crime-related asshole I’ll ever acquaint myself with”