Toxic In Love Novels & Stories

Since my childhood was the polar opposite of his, I wondered what it must have been like to grow up in such a toxic environment. “When I was younger,” he continued, “I told myself I’d be different. I’d love someone the way my parents never could. But then-” He stopped, fingers tightening around his glass. “Let’s just say someone taught me that love’s not real. It’s leverage. Once they know you care, they wield it like a weapon so they can get to you where it hurts the most.” His words sank into the quiet between us like stones dropped in still water. “Is that why you swore you’d never fall in love?” I asked.

It makes me crave sugar like no other thing on earth, especially when I wanted to hate it. The door opened and I looked up to see Jenny stroll in like she owned my apartment — she might as well with the amount of time she spent here. "Violet!!" she screamed as she barrelled into me,squishing me into a hug. I choked on the piece of toast in my mouth as it went down my throat — dry and scratching the sides. "Dude, you are going to kill me," I said as I released myself from her hold. She looked at my Nutella toast and frowned, "man, I wish I can eat it."

They just began to walk longer, carried away by frank conversations that bare their souls. Having learned her friend’s story, Annelle now couldn’t bring herself to call her relationship with Neil toxic. Yes, he deceived her, kept her in the dark and even stuffed her with something. But he never intentionally hurt me: neither physically nor mentally. Julia went through all the circles of hell. A guy named Daniel became her first love while she was still at school. He showed her signs of attention, flirted with her when they were alone, and completely ignored her in the presence of other people. Immediately after graduation, when the need arose to move to a university dormitory, Dan offered to

he mocks. “You do realise that sounds exactly like something she’d do, right?” I deadpan. He stiffens as his eyes blow wide, “She fucking well better not, I don’t want an animai. I learned the hard way; love is a load of shit. It’s like that drug humans take for cancer, what is it called? Chamo… chemotherapy! That’s it. You take this drug that’s meant to save your life, but while it’s supposedly doing that it’s eating away at every good cell and making you sicker and sicker until you either die or miraculously, manage to survive. Love is a poison and slowly it’s just going to eat away at you until there’s nothing left,” he says bitterly. You don’t become this bitter unless you truly were in

I clutched my head in frustration. “ So you do love her?” He questioned rhetorically. “ I also hate myself for loathing Kasper, I mean it's not like he has done anything to me but seeing Anna with him just makes me wanna go head-on with him. I'm happy that she's happy but I'm not happy that she's happy with someone else other than me. I'm crazy, right? Is this what people call toxic?” I bent my head and asked. “ Yup, definitely toxic but it's also totally normal for you to feel that way. Love is weird, it makes you love even the weirdest people and at the oddest times at that,” he was serious for the first time.

" You know, I always wondered why you could not like me the way you liked Marcelo, then I realized, it's love.... and sadly you don't get to choose who you love. Ana, as long as we get to talk like this once in a while I'm content, and even if we didn't, I would still be there if you needed me." "There's....genuine love and there's the toxic one.....the toxic hurts, not just the two people involved but also everyone around them.... like my mom's love for my dad, it has wrecked me and I can't even understand what love is anymore. I kept wondering why she wouldn't give up on him and move on but I guess I get it now, she's obsessed with him Dorian, just like I am with Marcelo. I dread that I ma

No matter how hard I fought it, I felt myself cracking inside. Because no matter what he said, no matter how he looked at me like I was filth, I knew the truth inside me. My love for Cole never faded. Even here, in these walls, even after all he had done to me- throwing me in jail, despising me- I still loved him. Maybe he was right. Maybe my love was toxic. What kind of woman still loved the man who sent her to prison? I looked at him, at that cold, merciless face I loved. He didn’t even try to hide it. The disgust in his eyes was plain, sharp, almost like he enjoyed letting me see just how irritating I was to him.

"All along, I was trying to run away from my reality. But, I've realized that it's nothing but a waste of time. I love her. I always have." Shade's eyes darkened, her face contorted with rage. "What about me?! What about the years I've spent by your side?! Was it all a lie?!" My vision turned hazy and I leaned against the wall to steady myself. "Let's face it, we were never in love with each other. Our relationship has been nothing but toxic." A tear crawled down her left cheek as she pinned an accusing gaze on me. "You bastard," she hissed. "You might not want to admit it, but it's true. You always want everything to happen in your own favor. You are too selfish to actually enjoy a relation

Security wasn't needed if anyone made a wrong move he wouldn't think twice about killing them on the spot. Jack waited until the crowd at the stage died down. He wanted to tip her. After all he owed her that much even if she never spoke to him again. He dug in his pockets to see what he had on him. Jack found the hundred dollar bill that he set aside. He was going to use this money to aid his habit during the work week. "Damn it!" he scuffed. It would come down to this wouldn't it. He left her side to feed the beast within but never felt satisfied. The beasts hunger grew with every passing week and it never was enough. He was faced with the same decision that tore them apart. Be addicted or

He was just a monster now. ‘Did you honestly think we would get to have a happily ever after? You were nothing but a toy for me. None of it was real. Every kiss, every touch, every ‘’i love you’’ meant nothing. It was a lie!’. ‘You’re just trying to hurt and upset me, you don’t mean it’. He laughed again. ‘I love you’. ‘Well, I don't love you’. He raised his fist, ‘and I never did!’... and then everything went black…