Unsound Relationship Novels & Stories

The truth is that I don't know if I want to either, after my last disastrous relationship, from which I left bruised, abandoned and full of debts that won't let me sleep or even live in peace. "I don't even want any personal involvement…" It's clear. Sex, just sex. He doesn't want to hear about my day, he doesn't even want to be my friend. He would rather not be seen publicly with me. Logically! I don't even fit into his social cycle! Suddenly, I feel like slapping myself. It's all part of a relationship. Oh, how silly of me, fantasizing about something he'd made obvious! When I return to the living room, Brandon is still standing where I left him. His gaze is fixed on no particular point, t

The internet defines a toxic relationship as "any relationship [between people who] don't support each other, where there's conflict and one seeks to undermine the other, where there's competition, where there's disrespect and a lack of cohesiveness." The problem is... sometimes there's excitement in competition. Sometimes the disrespect and lack of support just makes you want someone more. Sometimes, the passion and intense feelings outweigh the negatives.

If he happens to go down the drain of alcohol one more time,I don't think anyone is going to bring him out. I was leaving in a week, meaning I won't be able to keep much look over him. Let's face it,it's always easy to lie over a call. Or he could ignore my attempts to communicate. I knew him well enough. He would shut down and drown in the ocean of everything. The flames of this entanglement were going to consume them both. I should have stopped them before everything got out of hand. I didn't. The air they will be sharing will be filled with lies and distrust. These two are never going to be the same. Ever.

I know he's not high, every word came straight from his mind and now I feel like an asshole, a real cranky bitch. I take a deep breath. “I’m having a bad day. Like a really bad day. I’m dealing with relationship issues with Luke, and it’s insane how he expects me to act normal like the idea of an open relationship is… fine just because I’m not ready to have sex with him. Who the hell does that? Of course, it’s Luke Westbrook. This isn’t how I imagined my love life. I never thought I’d be in an open relationship, not ever. All the romance novels I’ve read, the male leads never pull this shit, but my own male lead? He’s doing it to me. What the fuck is my life?” I snap. Fuck.

I bit my words knowing clear she has never settled down or better have such thoughts of settling down. It has been all drama for her to the extent of a soap opera, concerning relationships. One month she is in a super serious relationship the next she ain't in one, single indeed. She says she is looking for the best yet one way or another she always ends up with either total assholes or idiots. Am really starting to doubt her choices concerning men.

They sat in silence for hours, the only sound being the gentle ticking of the clock on the wall. Celeste should be glad because the awkwardness between them seemed to have vanished. But now, it had been replaced by the anxiety about the approaching full moon night. Their eyes would occasionally meet, but it was a fleeting and uneasy connection. Neither of them spoke about what was really on their minds as if their unspoken feelings were a ticking time bomb. "Did something go wrong? You two looked tense here." The mother asked once. But Celeste and Jeremy smoothed it over automatically. They couldn't imagine what would happen if their parents found out about their mate bond.

“However angry she is with her mate, a nesting female will kill to defend him. You see that not even Ragnvaldr and Guðmundur are getting close to her right now. I advise that you follow their lead.” Two sets of eyes glow behind her in the depths of the cave. A pain hits me in my chest, and I suddenly fear that my position is in danger. Not just my position as Wyrmleader, but as Isla’s mate. The look that Magnús gives me tells me that the bond between us is cracking. It is all my fault. I have betrayed my thunder. Pushed away my mate. Broken my relationship with my oldest friend. “Björn, you will either accept our mate fully, or you will set her and the thunder aside and let me have them. I w

"For a while now, I have been seriously considering it because of her attitude towards me and the people around her. But I don't think I will carry out the procedure successfully without hurting her badly. Too much peer pressure and getting in situations that shouldn't be considered a problem has affected our relationship badly. It appears my relationship with her is not going in the direction that I planned. For months now, I have gotten involved in more than ten different short conversations with people about her which usually ends with a suggestion that involves ending my relationship with her. So, I basically have been strongly advised to end my relationship with her. I have also been ad

complained Vivian, examining the cloth like it would be the last time she will get to see it. "Never!" Mansi was quick to interject "how do I get to see your dreamy crush you talked about and I want to know how cute or handsome he looks that made him to embarrass my girl" she snapped. Vivian squeezed her face and sighed. She told her about the whole situation, how she liked and badly wanted to be in a relationship with Romeo in the afternoon, when they sat in the jungle rider. She didn't expect her to react in this way not like she made a fuss but some people would have gone straight trying to shout at her for approaching a guy or make jest of her but here stood her cousin, wanting to defend

Anything to let me know that he may be feeling the mating bond. “Then I would get going so as not to get you in trouble.” He said, raising an amused eyebrow. I shook my head at the man, trying to avoid laughing at his statement. “No, I do not have a lover. I don’t believe in love, nor do I believe in relationships.” I stated, choosing to be honest. In truth, I did try to be in a relationship once; it was the worst decision that I ever made and since then, I chose to go back to being alone. “Plus, if I did have a lover, why the hell would I be letting you inside the house right now?”