Toxic Love Novels & Stories

“You don’t see it as a guy who’s head over heels in love with you and would do anything to be with you?” His voice cracked then. It stopped me in my tracks. I turned slowly, glaring at him. “Your love, Aiden, is toxic. It’s so consuming—and not in a good way. It’s not passion. It’s obsession. It’s control. It’s pain and I am just fucking tired” I slipped into my gown, fumbling with the zipper. “You never even gave us a chance, Cheryl,” he said quietly.

I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. Goosebumps pooped all over my body as both my mind and body went numb with my voice. The memories of the past—the time that I once thought was the happiest in life, the time that all of a sudden turned bad, a toxic relationship that I thought loved, and a person I thought loved me—were all nothing but a mirage that faded in front of my eyes, showing the reality and the lies that I had been trying to neglect for so long. Toxic relationships are like a puddle of quicksand that slowly digs you deeper, and the feeling that you think love is nothing but an obsession with a certain person, like a drug you want to avoid, get away from, but can’t stay away

he uttered to her in his huskily deep voice and then pulled the duvet to cover her. Sitting beside her, he continued to stroke her head while peering at her like he was looking at his whole world. The whole world would call it his madness for her but he knew it was his love for her and he would surely make her understand his love for her. He knew his love was toxic and somehow obsessively dangerous too but it was too deep and rigid to get shattered with anything or by anyone. His love was selfish and he was not ashamed to accept it. Lowering his head, he pecked her slightly parted lips.

“What I feel for you is new to me and I fear that this will lead me to the point where I am destroying myself because of what I feel about you.” There were a lot of possible results of loving someone. Most of them were destroying themselves because of what they thought about the definition of their love. Some of them thought that sacrificing everything they have just to make their significant other happy. They don’t care if they got hurt or were put in a not-so-good situation but for the sake of their loved ones, they will do everything. Even sacrificing their lives just for the person they love. And I don’t want that kind of love. I find it toxic when two people who claim to love each other

“There would be functions where we would be in attendance to and you would play the part of a doting wife and I , a caring husband. We would both remain faithful to each other during the period of our contract and there would be no talks of children. I am a very busy person so you would most likely have the house to all to yourself as I would be scarce there. I assure you this agreement would be over before you know it “. His voice was tight and void of any emotions. “ Do you understand or do I have to go over everything again… Oh and before I forget , you and your father have been warned. I do not enjoy being fooled and would only let this slide once… Am I clear? “ His expression was harden

I winked at her "You bloody bitch!" She growled out as I smiled at her, I love it when I make her mad "Oh Tara, I don’t just seem to understand you, you are one of a kind. Leftovers or not, Just remember one thing your boyfriend left you for me. He played you like a bitch" She smiled Her words hit my heart deeply, not gonna lie but it’s true, this is the second time my boyfriend has left me for her. I tried to stop myself from breaking down, I will never let her win.

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

If that is what will make me free from the bounds with him, I am happy to do that. Love will not bound you, instead it will give you enough freedom. These bounds he had made, are made out of hate. When he thinks that he is done with the insults and punishment for me, I will leave him immediately. Yes, that is what I am going to do. I cannot stay in this loveless relationship even though I have boundless love for him in my heart. Love should free you instead this love I have for him is toxic and suffocating.

Cause the elevator stops dead in it tracks. Dante pressed some buttons but it didn't work. Great I am stuck in the elevator with him. I seat leaning my head against elevators mirror. Dante is still pressing buttons and the noise of it is getting on my nerves. "You know pressing buttons won't help." I say. "Yeah right seating will." He says. "I am saving energy. This is a very old, damaged elevator." I say. "Great. A huge company doesn't have a safe, working elevator. You hate me for buying your share of the company. If you love your company buy a good elevator for it instead of hating me." He replies.

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