Novel & Cerita Toxic Romance

It was his uselessness that had landed Christina in Michael’s hands. “Don’t blame yourself. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing for Larson to make me his lover. I can openly steal his sperm now.” “It’s a bad thing! It’s a bad thing! To me, it’s the worst thing ever!” The rims of his eyes turned red. “Christina, you’re the first woman I’ve ever loved. I can’t believe I let you get in that bastard’s bed. I’m a monster! Do you know how upset I am right now? I want to kill myself!”

She wanted me to take off my jacket, looks like she hate me, but hell yell, the jacket sure do looked inappropriate. "Number one, you can go in." She continued and walked away. Looked like I wasn't the only one that hate her, she seem to hate me too. Telling me to take off the jacket is the worst thing she could do to me right now. She must want me to fail the interview. Damn, I hate how she look down on me. 'Fuck' I just wanted to beat her up already.

After making a mental note of making an appointment first thing tomorrow in the morning, I exit the gloomy toilet when Rosa face appears out of nowhere. "Angela?" Rosa said with a worried lace in her voice, "are you okay?" I waved my hand in anticipation for her to leave me alone but of course, Rosa De Luca is not that kind of person. "What's wrong with you?" she scanned me from head to toe, examining me as if I was caught doing something bad. Too lazy to answer her, my mouth lifted in a grin and she snickered. "Don't play with me!" she slapped my arm making me hiss in pain and back away from her but she pulled me closer to her body as she noticed me distancing from her and dragging me with

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.

The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–"

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

With each brush of his lips I felt myself falling deeper into him, even deeper than I was already. I felt myself crashing into him with everything I had crashing into him and holding on tightly to everything he had to give. Because the romantic in me wanted it all and it wouldn’t let it go. At all.

The madness of falling for someone who would tear the world apart just to keep you. That’s dark romance. A beautiful tragedy you’ll never escape.

I stared at the shattered glasses on the floor and smiled with satisfaction. Every time Noah mocked me with his fake politeness, he'd adjust those gold-rimmed glasses. He looked refined on the outside, but he was actually rotten to the core. I'd hated him for a long time. After taking down two grown men in a row, I collapsed to the floor, gasping for air. The readers completely lost it in the comments section. "Isn't this supposed to be a toxic romance story? Why did I walk into a slaughter scene? Did I open the wrong story?"

Maybe I should reject Romeo and have a happy ever after with Caspian. But the happy ever after are not the girls like me. I crave Chaos and toxicity. Girls like me could not settle down with the kind of love Caspian was offering me. It's pure. And it's not for me. Maybe that's why I always end up going to Romeo, even though I know he's toxic and would ruin me and break me in every way possible.