Toxic Love Novels & Stories

It was about 4 pm and was still very bright out. He breathed in the air and attempted to calm his mind. Soon the images he had of Lilian began to fade and a blackness filled in its place. Peace, his mind was finally at peace. Feelings were nothing but tricks of the mind and desires of the body. He didn't love Lilian, he desired her. Her body enticed him and that was all. He had wanted to have her in bed again for a while but her injuries had kept him away. That was it. It wasn't love, it was his unfulfilled desires manifesting. He shook his head as if to rid himself of every trace of emotions. Showing emotions like love was a weakness. It made him look weak, something he had always feared an

And the story of my unrequited love is full of tragedy. - I apologize for the mistrust. But you don't look like a person who abstains from sex. “You can have sex without love,” he confirmed, looking closely at her. And his gaze made me feel uneasy. Unlike Julia, she did not want to add to her collection of women for one night. - But preferably by mutual consent. - What does it mean?.. - But you don't have to worry. This definitely won't affect you.

This villains won't let me be. "Sweetie, why the angry face?" Jessica questioned with a sober tone. Could she just stop acting like though she cared? "Yes, darling, did something go wrong?" Mirabelle interjected and I shook my head. "Could we go inside first?" I petitioned. "Yes!" They chorused excitedly. I wonder how their spouse cope with them. I would never be a housewife, I'd rather stay single. Furthermore, I hated anything home or staying idle. These, who made me sit in the middle and began to interrogate me. How did we ever become friends? It all began when I newly moved in. I was hostile to everyone except Jessica, who helped me adapt to my new home. She was indeed friends to all and

I didn't want his love, because I knew it would only lead to more heartache. I only view Kelvin as a friend, and it wasn't my intention to hurt or reject him so abruptly. Unfortunately, I felt cornered. The word 'love' has now tainted my friendship with him. Why did this have to happen? I despise love with every fiber of my being. It's a perilous emotion. It shatters everything it touches. It puts lives at risk. It's synonymous with destruction. Love has no heart. Love can be cruel. Love has a sinister side.

Especially when we worked so closely together, and when we had a history of screwing things up and letting our personal life seep into our work life. And just what did it mean? Deacon had said some pretty serious things last night and this morning, but I still wasn't sure where we stood. I'd admitted to him earlier this year that I'd been in love with him when he'd left for Slovenia, so he knew how deep my feelings had run before. But this was now. Was I still in love with Deacon? Or was it just that we had this insane attraction that burned hot and then left us in cinders? Maybe I was drawn to him because we were so often at odds. Was I screwed up in some way that I liked men who treated me

I don't know why am I saying this. As her friend, I shouldn't say this but as Caden's friend I know he is having hard time struggling with his past and his present and also the future. I don't want him to go through another trouble again. "But I loved him. How can love be toxic? I have always been kind to him. I have always supported him and tried to help him in every way. How can all those true and genuine feelings be toxic?" she questions me. And the answer to her question is ' I actually don't know.'

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

It now has the necessary and the most important emotion of all. “Love.” JK whispers, describing the emotion that his chimera is currently dwelling deeper within. But it is not just a mere emotion of love, because it is a type of love that is toxic. The deeper meaning of lust falls under the umbrella of insanity and the love for blood and death. “I love her. I love how she is gentle and kind. So pure, and so true. Just how I love to make her suffer.” She screams in delight and a twisted expression. Dancing and laughing maniacally to her dreaded beats that she is now aware of what and how fun it is to have and felt that kind of emotion.

he looked at her, expecting awe struck face as he is but instead, he got a blunt face. “What?” Zaden “I don’t buy it” Selena shrugged “What? Why not?” Zaden “See, from your point of view, it’s the moon goddess’s gift. From my point of view, it’s chemistry and hormones clicking together. And to summarize what you just said, they are forced to be together for the sake of sex or because the so-called ‘moon goddesses’ decided to play a mix and match game. I agree that they bond sexually but that’s not love. It means they may move on when they get bored with the sex, but they can’t because of the fucking mate bond. Simple” Zaden’s jaw dropped down as he went into a trans. He searched frantically

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?