Novel & Cerita Toxic In Love

She took everything I had to give like a good girl. I can’t believe I accepted the bond, and I’m willing to complete our soulmate bond. Maybe love doesn’t have to be toxic? Perhaps I’m lucky enough to have found someone who loves me for me and who can love me back. I hated watching my father pine for my mother while she went into another man's arms. A man who didn’t really love her. She neglected the man who did truly love her. I always feared love because of my parents' toxic love, but now I realize not all love is toxic.

Her voice broke, and I leaped out of the chair and pulled her in a tight hug. “Nope. Not even close. Love makes us do stupid things. You know that I have been prisoned, left in a burning sauna, got kidnapped, slapped, hit, and held at gunpoint millions of times, but if I were to choose any other man entirely apart from the ones I have, I would rather choose a diabolical death. I am talking about being chained upside down and underwater kind of death. We love toxic, we are a magnet of toxic.” I said rubbing her back, she nuzzled in the crook of my arm. She snorted a burst of ugly laughter and then pulled me to her lap. She was always the taller one, so I just sat.

Boy, are they wrong. "Idiot." I said to myself again. Was I the idiot or him? I'm letting him do things to me, things that no one would get away with! Is it love? Does love makes you do that, makes you forget everything bad that this person did to you? Does one just get custom to the same old, toxic love? A habit? Is that same love makes you sit alone on the bench in the park thinking about whether your boyfriend order someone's murder?

“It hurt, and it hurt worse than death ever would. I know why you thought and said those words. You were trying to be considerate of my feelings or the mate pull I might be having towards Devon. But even in his arms, I looked for your touch. I guess that’s how I have always loved. You are not just in my words and thoughts or heart and mind or soul, you are everywhere from my reality to my reverie.” Diana leaned back against the table. She shut her eyes, inhaling deeply. I lowered my head, consumed by Diana. “It’s you and you and then you and you again and only you, Zephyr. It’s such a wrong way to love someone that even if they joke about leaving, you break. But this is how I love and it’s t

The dis-relish feeling that she has to sell her innocence just for her brother to be treated well so that he can recover. “The package delivery, I guess.” I chuckled dryly. Crushed dreams, a shattered heart which used to flutter with happiness, thinking that she'll meet someone who'll love her and swear to stay by her side in good and bad times. There's nothing there is only one feeling; Toxic. I am bounding myself in a toxic marriage which will be lethal for me. I give him what he desires and he gives me what I desire but He can't fulfill my desires; he can't give me Love.

My days are always exciting and promising but this one video I just received from an unknown contact tends to turn my whole life upside down. The coffee tray I held on my left palm felled and the coffee cup on it shattered into millions of pieces at my feet. One of the shards pierced my toe but surprisingly I felt no pain. This is all because I am experiencing the greatest agony as my heart begins to thud. What is more excruciating than a Mate saying goodbye by cheating? What is scarier than through a video I have found out a man I have loved my entire life is sleeping with my best friend, my roommate?

*When you love someone like crazy, your love begins to get toxic* That phrase sounded weird, but that’s how every relationship turns after a few days.*Got to meet him today, his appearance made me question why would she wanna leave someone like him for me? Until I found out what kind of soulless person he is. He thought I would be stupid enough to drink with him, the drink, he poisoned to get rid of me. Is it how rich people deal with issues? *

She was feeling so disgusted. "DOnt try to be over smart, we have our sources in your house also, we have eyes on you all the time, your one wrong move can ruin your life." They said to her, she could say a single word more. . . Love is beautiful. And even more beautiful is that phase when you fall in love. Everything seems perfect. And that’s where we do the cardinal sin of making love to everything. Most people do it with pride that “Hey, he/she is my everything, my world, my universe, my galaxy, my life, my heartbeat, my blah blah blah.” Cute? No. Toxic? Hell yes. Look. Your life is like a pizza. It is made of many slices. One slice can be love, but the whole pizza can never be about love

The sweet and thoughtful Brianna had become cold and selfish. “I love you so much..” Lorenzo sobbed. My insides trembled upon hearing those words again. I felt like my ears tinged and my blood boiled as anger flared up in my system. “Stop lying!” I screamed and tried to push him again, using all my strength. “How the f**k can you say that, if all you have ever done in those two years were f**k different girls?! Do you even know the meaning of love?!” I gritted as I tried to get rid him off me.

Sophia came repeatedly, screaming in pained ecstasy, begging for more. “You don’t understand love,” he told her during a brief break, fingers buried deep inside her soaked pussy. “You only understand pain. That’s why you’re useful. But marriage? That’s a contract. And I don’t sign contracts I don’t control completely.” Their conversation stretched for nearly an hour afterward—Sophia laying out detailed plans for a private ceremony, Victor countering with increasingly cruel hypotheticals about how he would treat her as a wife. She cried. She came again on his fingers. The cycle of toxicity was their version of intimacy.