Toxic Love Stories Novels & Stories

“Of course, Doctor. I’m listening.” He adjusted his glasses, leaning forward slightly. “You seemed a bit distant. Tell me, are there any other problems you’ve been facing? Anything specific that brought you in today?” I swallowed hard, the humming between my legs making it difficult to think straight. “Actually... I’m really starting to feel like a psychopath,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “I’ve been following my crush everywhere. It’s getting... unhealthy.” Doc Tim offered a small, reassuring smile. He looked so professional, so calm, which only made the secret thrumming inside me feel more illicit.

* he asked *honestly, I don't know. You guys hate each other, and I wouldn't be surprised if he asked me about you because you might have slipped him something* Keyla couldn't believe it, she had actually just said that... a tear spilled over her cheek, but she didn't want to look away again. Kojiro took a step toward her, trying exactly the same thing he'd tried before. But unlike before, Keyla allowed it. Kojiro kissed her tenderly. Another tear ran down Keyla's face. Maybe she had hoped that this would make her realize that Kojiro was just a pipe dream, but she was wrong. His lips were so soft and he could kiss too. Kojiro pulled away from her and looked deep into her eyes, seeing the sad

“Of course.” He watches me carefully. Too carefully. “Everyone wants to hurt you,” I say, my voice trembling, “so they use me.” I wipe at my face, but the tears won’t stop. “They have my family… all because I fell in love with you.” The laugh turns into a sob halfway through. It hurts to breathe. It hurts to think. Why does love hurt like this? Why does loving someone feel like volunteering for destruction? “I didn’t ask for this,” I whisper. “I didn’t ask to be a pawn in your war.”

Ash spat the words, more at the headstones in front them than at Thea right then. “Real love isn’t like that,” said Thea. “No, listen to me. What Mom and Dad had…” Thea shook her head, her eyes sad. “It was love in the beginning, but it got twisted. Love doesn’t mean hurting someone. Love is the opposite of that. Look at Trent and Lizzie. Hell, look at any number of couples. I swear they’re all falling in love around here. It’s like a disease. And they’re happy and totally normal. Nothing like our parents.”

**** The two lovers lay in the aftermath of their lovemaking as they tried to catch their breath. Kil's mind was at rest, but the same can't be said for Laty, who was beating himself for allowing his mate to mark him. But the deed had already been done. He was now mated to a bloodsucker. He got a mate from the species he vowed to eradicate. THE END

I guess it hurts more, because I keep hurting him over and over again. He hurt me and I wanted to hurt him back, but physically. And that is not what love is. Love isn't defined by violence, or hate, neither is it defined by secrets. What Sin and I have... can it be called love? Because this is toxic; a toxic love. We always end up hurting each other. We are both toxic for the other.

"How could I have been so stupid?" I force myself to meet her eyes. "I'm sorry I hurt you, Wren. But I can't leave him. I love him, and—" "You're sick," she snaps. "You're insane." "Maybe I am," I fire back. I don't know what is wrong with me but I don't even care, I love a man I shouldn't love and I'm going to have him to myself.

Telling him would leave him even more heartbroken than he already was. Selfish they’d call me. Stringing along two men who are crazy about me. But how is that easy? Loving one man and gaining feelings for another. There was a saying “If you love two people, choose the second. Because if you loved the first person enough, you’d never fallen for the other one.” But was that accurate? It’s not possible to want to keep both around because they both make you happy. But that’s not realistic. You can’t keep both, even if they agreed to keep it the same. Tragic story turns into a romance one. Now we are at war with family. They say blood is thicker than water, but what idiot came up with that. The b

"I think he would have. I think I was nothing special to him back then. Just another girl. Another conquest. Finding out about his son seven years later was the only reason he loved me right, he wanted to get married to me to have a complete family." "And even in all of this, I could not hate him," Shayla said. Her voice was getting louder now. More agitated. "Ayven's birth and all the complications that came with it. I still could not hate Grayson. Could not even resent him properly. And I thought that meant I really loved him. That my love was pure and strong and unbreakable." She wiped at her eyes even though no tears had fallen yet. "We got back together and he still did not tell me abou

she replied. “Well, it would be but it would also be adding to my conclusion.” “Which is?” “That you are in a toxic marriage.” Sasha snorted, “Michael and I love each other, Sharon, we have been doing so since we were teenagers. How can marriage with my childhood sweetheart be a toxic marriage? Michael has never hit me before, in fact, I was the one that slapped him some time ago and he didn’t retaliate.” “Sasha, I think you are missing the conception of a toxic marriage, toxic marriage doesn’t necessary means your husband has to hit you. Any marriage that you are in and not happy and kind of emotionally damaged is a toxic marriage.”