Unsound Relationship Novels & Stories

I replied as I splashed some water on my face. "Whoa. What do you mean, Carter?" "Our dating sucks." that out loud made me realize how tired of that relationship I was. I sat down on the weight machine I was using and Paolo did the same. "Oh, man. How much shit?" "I don't think there's a mood anymore, we fight over absolutely everything. "I noticed something weird at the party, really." Paolo noticed and I nodded. "The relationship hasn't been the same for a while, it certainly tends to get worse."

As much as she loves anything that she hears from him, the reality that no one around them will accept this so-called relationship prevailed over her. She shakes her head while her tears are at bay. "Nothing will ever go right in a relationship that started wrong, Paolo. We will only hurt so many people if ‘us’ happens." “Infinity…” "You know the feelings that everyone around you doesn’t like you and against the relationship you have. And trust me, Paolo. It's not easy." She tried to remove Paolo's hands from her. She succeeded at first, but the young man immediately returned his hold on her.

So much could relationships do to people! Talking of relationships, Tony and I weren't a thing and would never be a thing. He was a motherfucker, his body count was as infinite as mine, so what could I do with such a man? We would be a total disaster. My head continued to ache badly, so I decided to try to fall asleep.

He questions, looking a bit confused and hurt. ‘I’m really not ready for this. We all know how it goes, it goes to hanging out and dates and relationships and he ends up cheating on you with a colleague two years later. The moral of this story is that relationship sucks last I checked, so no I’ll pass.’ I said to myself, already seen how this was going to go. The last thing I wanted was to get into a relationship. “Geez, your last boyfriend must have been shit then,” He exclaims, pulling me out of my thought to process what he just said.

Then they shared worldly pleasure. "Ahhhh…," the woman moaned in pleasure. "You're so hot, Ethan." She uttered. Ethan didn't say any word at all. Instead, he continued giving joy to the woman in the bed. "Ahhhhh…," the woman moaned again in delight. This time a louder growl until they both reached the heaven they were enjoying. They both lay down, sweating profusely and gasping for breath. The woman turned to Ethan and asked, "So, are we in a relationship already?"

I could see by her facial expressions that she was not expecting this so I jokingly asked for her analysis of the current burden my life is• "First of all, if he really loves you, you shouldn't have to be succumbed to his sorcery of controlling what you really are. If his parents don't accept you, this shouldn't have an impact on your relationship... Well... It shouldn't have an impact if you have a strong and unbreakable relationship" •I looked blankly in front of me rethinking about what Margot said. A strong and unbreakable relationship? I don't think these are the right words to describe my engagement. It's more of a domineering and manipulative portrayal•

"What's the ratio of sad to relieved?" I considered this carefully, taking a slow sip of my drink. "Even, I think. Maybe slightly more relief than sadness. I'm learning to let go of those eight years." "Good," Sarah said firmly. "He doesn't deserve your love." "You know what I've realized?" I mused, watching the wolves dancing without a care in the world. "The most stable relationship between werewolves is no relationship at all. No pack ties, no mate bonds—nothing to complicate things."

My stomach tightened at the memory. He'd probably been joking. Had to be. The heat of the moment, adrenaline from fucking me senseless. People said crazy things during sex. Still. The idea wormed its way into my brain and wouldn't leave. A real relationship with Alexander. No deadlines, no clauses, no financial transactions. Just two people who actually wanted each other. It might be wonderful. Or it might be the dumbest thing I could possibly consider.

’ Zanthe counters, sharp and unyielding. She has a point, and I don’t have an answer. My mind spins in circles, trying to make sense of it all, but every possibility leaves me feeling worse. ‘I never imagined my first relationship would end like this. I have to break up with him don’t I?’ I ask her tentatively. ‘because he cheated on me’ I’m unable to hold back the sob that’s rising up my throat. I feel so unwanted, like there’s something wrong with me, like I drove him away.

“What’s the catch? What stories?” “I don’t want to put him or this type of relationship into a stereotype. But let’s say from stories I heard from a few ladies—you girls tend to fall for these charming young men and have your fun and excitement. But with different demands in life, when you fight, and the relationship ends, it often explodes in a million pieces.” “Wait… no… I’m not gonna fall for him. I have Sophia, remember? I only want to have fun once in a while. This is not going to be serious.” I was confused.