Novel & Cerita Toxic Love Stories

“Porsche naman. Hindi na mabiro. Balik na nga lang ako sa pagiging Pambansang Bestfriend ulit. Pa-kiss nga ako.” Life is hard and scary so you need someone by your side, whether that someone is your friend, family, partner or all of them. So is love, kaya ang love ay hindi puwede sa mga taong duwag dahil ang takot ay ginagawa nilang excuse pero ang totoo ay tamad silang mag-effort mag-take ng risk, at ipakita ang sincerity nila para sa kanilang minamahal. -OH MY END!- Bonus: Tips Para Maka-Move On sa Kabiguan Ayon sa “Love is a Horror Story”

She whispered, this time in a much lighter tone. “You sure? But you are married to Raph” I asked, playing along with her games. “I don't love him,” she confessed. “ I decided to marry Raph because he is kind and he was the only channel I had to be with you, my love. You are the prize worth fighting for,” her gaze still fixed on mine as she leaned closer. “I love you and will fight the whole world to keep you,” she confessed again, anticipating a response. “I love you too,” I replied Well, that was what she wanted, wasn't it? I had to play by the rules of her games for a while.

But what she failed to understand was the fact that, The promises made in the phase of immaturity were meant to be broken. _____________________________________ This story will include, obsession, and possessive behavior which might reflect toxic relationship as well. The male lead is an extremely dominant and egoistic person, he's like the type, if she's not mine then she's of no one. He can come out as manipulative, obsessive, psychotic, and maybe abusive as well. So be alert, the story is about anguished love with a touch of obsession and craziness. You will surely love it. Now if anything from the above disturbs you or you don't like to read then you can skip, even though I would love it

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.

Had ruined Victoria’s family? “Why are you telling me this?” Aurora finally found her voice, though it was shakier than she’d intended. “What does it have to do with me?” Victoria stopped pacing, her eyes flashing with the depth of her anger. “What does it have to do with you?” she repeated, her laugh hollow. “You think you’re just an innocent bystander in all this? You’re Damien’s lover. You’re the one who stands in the way of my revenge. You’re the one who stands between me and the last piece of this puzzle. And I’m going to destroy everything you love—just like he destroyed everything I loved.”

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…

“Their families hated each other, yet they still fell in love. Readers were drawn to their story because it wasn’t easy love. It was yearning… tension…” “They died,” he spat. “Doesn’t exactly prove forbidden love is worth rooting for.” “It proves people become emotionally invested in impossible love stories,” I replied. “I don’t agree.” A sigh escaped my lips. “Fine. Then Wuthering Heights; Catherine and Heathcliff—” “They were toxic.” “They loved each other, Caden.” “They destroyed each other.” I ran a hand through my hair, my patience already wearing thin. “You’re purposely missing the point to frustrate me.”

If only she could see him in the light that he saw her, if only she looked past the fact of him being her father’s murderer and come to see him for who he was truly, but that was nearly impossible, her everyday contact with him, reminded her of the fact that her father was dead and he was the cause. He almost regretted killing her father, even if it had to be done, sometimes, he wondered how it would have been if they had met in a different circumstance, would he be allowed to woo her, will she accept, would their life had been different from how it is now. He had to admit to himself the very base of what he felt now, LOVE. “I think I’m love with you, Dianne Nefertiti Nigel Maximillian, and

Cynthia stated and it wasn't a question. Dane shrugged trying not to look as guilty as he felt. Cynthia nodded in understanding. She smiled pitifully as she wiggled away from him. "This is not working, you know." Dane knew this particular conversation has been coming for a while now, yet he still asked, "What is not working?" "This. This dating...relationship...it's more toxic than unrequited love." She said sadly, "A relationship where the couples love another people and always see the ones they love in the eyes of their partners, it's a very unhealthy relationship."

And for the first time since she met him— his answer carried no uncertainty. Because Ariana had already proven it true. North Residential Block should have ended in sacrifice. Instead— they trusted each other. Adapted together. And survived together. Not because the situation was easy. Because they refused to reduce people into numbers. Daniel leaned forward slightly. “So basically this entire psychological war is about whether impossible choices are actually impossible.” Oliver nodded once. “Exactly.” Ariana looked down briefly. Then softly asked: “Did you love Clara?” The question caught Oliver off guard completely.