Toxic Love Novels & Stories

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…

His face has always been my weakness, an innocent angelic face with his intoxicating muscular body, leaving me to savage my despair for his happiness. “What are you waiting for?” he said in a deep, coarse voice. Not only his voice contrasted his appearance, but his brutal and arrogant attitude. My beloved was toxic and obsessive. My perfect match, I thought. “Don’t you miss me already? Come closer “he moved,crawling stealthily on the bed towards me. I couldn’t feel the cold anymore , my moist body was heated in anticipation of being in his bed. Tightening his hands on my neck, making me beg for mercy, he pinned me against the wall, slowly undressing me and playing around with my body.

If I hadn't heard the truth with my ears, I might have been fooled by this display of grief and guilt. However, now that I stare at the expression he had so carefully arranged into sorrow and devotion, all I could do was let out a bitter, involuntary laugh. So, this was his love. A love cold enough to kill my wolf, to sever my bond with the Moon Goddess, and to strip me of all my pride. Louis took my silence as shock. Gently, he stroked my hair and said, "Get some rest. Don't be afraid. I'm here." Then, he turned and walked out without lingering for even a moment longer.

"What do you mean?" "Cause it's clearly that you're in love with him. You told me at first that you're only admiring him but look at you, you cried when he rejected your drink and sandwich. You love him and he's too blind to realize it. He hurt you countless times and you just forgave him like it's nothing." "Love? I'm in love with him?" Am I that dumb? I know love is such a beautiful thing and I don't even know how to identify it.

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.

He looked at the man, who was staring at him with a lot of confusion in his eyes. He sighed. “And this is what makes it toxic!” His brows raised as he told Hades, grabbing his hips as he was sick of this sickness of Hades. “You mean it’s love?” He chuckled, cocking his brow. “No.” His answer was calm. “But they say love is toxic, no?” Waylen looked down as he did not feel it right to look into Hades’ eyes. They were giving him a sick view. Madness was dancing in his eyes which was bothering Waylon to keeping an eye-contact with Hades.

she cried again in between her talks. "How u can defend him ? ....... Ur love for him is becoming toxic for u" again she pointed finger at her love. "I am stating the fact, Diya ....... He is a siner I accept that but others are also not saints ...... And how my love can be toxic? ...... When love is not bounded by anything then how it can be toxic ...... It's not needed to be labelled with such names ...... Love is love .... Selfish nd selfless at a times ....... Pure and untouched with dirt ...... Don't spoil it by giving names ..... Love is not toxic but people are ...... Love doesn't needs to be judged ..... I love him and yes my heart breaks zillions time when I see him in pain ..... Wh

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.

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.

The intense love I had for her had pushed me to the brink of insanity, but I couldn’t bring myself to grant her forgiveness. In the depths of my soul, a tempestuous love for her brewed, an intoxicating elixir that simultaneously consumed and healed me. Like a potent poison, it coursed through my veins, seeping into every fiber of my being, leaving me breathless and yearning for more. Yet, paradoxically, it was also my medicine, a balm that soothed the wounds of my heart and ignited a fire within me. This love, both a curse and a blessing.