Toxic In Love Novels & Stories

with each kiss he told me "I love you" Fake! All was fake! Yet I so crave for it to be real! But then again from the start I was only a bet that he had to win.... I threw the cigarette in the wash basin and lit up another. My lungs and throat burned but my mind? It was on calm mode.... No longer tears drop from my eyes.... Smoking kills,But so does trusting fucker bastards! The love he gave me is not at all the love I deserve.... My mind wander to the night we made made passionate love...The sounds of his groans are still audible in my ears.I remember how he kissed each and every inch of my skin as if memorising each details....How he praised me....every thing is alive in the part of my brai

"For the best of everyone, I agree Jemima" He fooled me to finally thinking I have found the one only to realise behind those clever lies I was the fool.I want to stop,I am done,I have had enough,It doesn't matter what I do,He will never be with me,And there is nothing I can do about it.I need to nothing him.I am lost, damaged and screwed up. "I will be here for you all the way short woman..." "Thank you..." "Remember it's for the best, you let go.This love is toxic, you have even barely been that close to him and he is already making you cry like it's a high paying job."

Love is complicated. TO BE CONTINUED

"Because I’m in love with you. More than I should be. More than I planned, I never saw it coming, but it happened." His face shifted, surprise softening his expression before it cooled into something more distant. "And so, your way of showing love is getting me fired? That’s how deep your love runs? How does that sound to you? Do you know how much it hurt?" He stood up and picked up his jacket from the couch. "You know what? I’m tired. Tired of being thrown around in the name of love. Real love isn’t supposed to hurt this way, and isn’t toxic either."

I guess it hurts more, because I keep hurting him over and over again. He hurt me and I wanted to hurt him back, but physically. And that is not what love is. Love isn't defined by violence, or hate, neither is it defined by secrets. What Sin and I have... can it be called love? Because this is toxic; a toxic love. We always end up hurting each other. We are both toxic for the other.

"You have to let me go. I'm not good for you, and you're not good for me. We're toxic, Leo. We're poison." Leo's face hardened, his jaw clenched in determination. "I won't let you go, Sophia," he said, his voice firm. "I love you, and I know you love me too. We can work through this, together." I felt a wave of desperation wash over me. He wasn't listening, wasn't understanding. I was trapped, trapped in this toxic cycle of love and hate. “You’re married. You have a woman in your home” I reminded him as his lips formed a thin line in annoyance.

Nicknames: Hollows, T Age: 26 Birthday: October 23 Zodiac sign: Scorpio Nationality: American Race: Originally human Hair color: Dark brown Hair style: Medium length middle part Eye color: Emerald green Birthmarks: N/A Scars: Scattered across his body Height: 6’2 Weight: 152 Skin color: Tan Sexuality: Straight and polyamorous Relationship status: complex Beauty marks: rose sleeve tattoo Jewelry : protection bracelet made by a witch Personality: Mysterious, dangerous, flirty, charming, mean Style: edgy cowboy Outfit: Medium wash blue jeans, black band t-shirt, black belt, boots, leather jacket Love interest: Iris Friends: N/A Prologue This story is about love. Not the lovey dovey type you see

"I can't accept this! I still love you, Lindsay. You can't erase everything we've experienced together. You know that. " I closed my eyes, trying to find the strength not to give in. "Loving someone isn't enough, Gideon. It wasn't then, and it isn't now. We were toxic to each other, and you know it." "Toxic? Is that what you think of us? That all the love, all the memories... meant nothing?" "I'm not saying that," I replied, feeling my heart tighten in my chest. "I'm saying it wasn't enough to sustain everything that went wrong. And it won't be now."

My smile vanished remembering how yelled at me just because I was staring at him instead of looking at the camera, calling me a maniac and like a witless woman I ignored the insult and apologised to him. I lay down on the ground crying remembering the moment I spent with him. The memories that are filled with love and pain. I started remembering my love story which slowly turned into a toxic relationship. "Your love cages me, Ivanna. You suffocate me" "Why do you always cling to me? Can't you give me a space" "I wish I would have never said yes to you" "How can you think, I can love a person like you? I was just using you like a whore you're. you only tell me where would I get a girl who is

Even when he was right beside, one would feel that he was far away, and there was never a happy smile on his face. It was indeed true that love could be more toxic than poison. It could make a stone-cold man melt into a puddle. At the sight of Johan, Maxtor vowed that he would stay single forever, and that he would never change who he was for a woman.