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Turkish Toxic Love Story

His Toxic Addiction

"....She was his drug, he was her water..." ............. Arissa had always been an avid fan of freedom. She hated nothing more than being tied down to a relationship, especially when she was still in her early twenties. Yet, her parents had come up with an ultimatum marriage proposal. Strong-willed, confident, independent, and wild Arissa was forced to be humble to her parents and grant their wish of doing something extreme to her to save the life of someone she loves to a fault... And let's not forget, she lives for that person. Fast forwarding to Nicklaus Wyatt, we have a successful, cold-hearted, and Dominant CEO. On the outside, he is the most successful man on planet Earth and the most eligible bachelor but on the inside, he is an extremely damaged and broken soul of no repairs. His mysterious Aura also made it extremely hard for anyone to come close so, they just admired him from a distance. He only has one wish and that is to expand his empire more and not some stupid marriage proposal. So, do we think he would accept the marriage deal?? ....... "I'm your wife and yet, we live like strangers do!" Arissa seethed, gripping his tie in her fist as she tried to support herself. "Of course, it would eventually result in something as ridiculous as a cheating scandal. We aren't even acting like a normal couple should!" She emphasized lowly. Bringing her hand to wrap around his neck, she suddenly missed her footing again and then, she braced herself for the fall about to come but surprisingly, a strong arm for the second time in a night, held her waist firmly. Arissa smiled drunkenly as she made herself comfortable in his strong arms. Bringing her both hands to his checks, she gave them a pinch. "You were scared I would fall?" she asked him with a drunken smile. Yet, that smile was quickly replaced with a frown when she met with nothing but a cold gaze in reply. She pouted and brought her hand to his mouth. Tracing his lips with her slender fingers, "We don't even kiss" she complained with a smile, and at the same time, unknown tears slipped from her eyes. Nicklaus stared at her tears and down at her plump-tinted red lips. He stared at her face again and at her eyes that are already fully stocked with tears and without a second thought, he bent slightly and gave her a light kiss on her lips. SPOILER ALERT::Don't expect a fast romance. Romance would come late because both ML and FL are hard to tame. Their relationship would also go through numerous ups and downs, including occasional break-ups, aggressive ex-girlfriends, attempted murderers, and more. But, would their love strive through all the obstacles or would a few blows and manipulation crumble them Disclaimer: cover is not mine. Daily update, 14 chapters a week. Bonus chapters when pleased. I need all the support I can get from you all I also promise to put in my best. Thank you for reading and supporting sweethearts.....
Lizbella · 694.4K Views

Billionaire's Toxic Love

One night was all it took for Rudram Blackwood to lose control. A moment of passion, a fleeting touch, and a woman whose face he never saw—yet, she haunted him. The scent of her skin, the way she fit against him, the soft whisper of her voice—it was burned into his mind, an obsession he couldn’t shake. By daylight, she was gone, leaving nothing behind but the memory of a night that unraveled him. Rudram, a man who prided himself on his control, found himself spiraling. He scoured the city, searching for the mystery woman who had disappeared into the shadows before he could even see her face. Weeks passed, and frustration turned into desperation—until fate intervened. When his father’s secretary's daughter came to his mantion to take her father's place . At first meeting Rudram doesn't like her so much because he thought she is trying to steal the place of that girl from night because her touch remind Rudram of her letter he found out that why he remember her when he is close to that girl prisha sharma. The quiet, sharp-witted daughter of his father’s most trusted employee. The girl who had always been around, unnoticed. But now, standing before him, she was everything he had been looking for. And she had no idea he was the man from that night. Rudram’s obsession reignited. This time, he wasn’t letting her slip away. But as secrets begin to unravel and desire clashes with reality, Prisha might not be as willing to surrender to the past as he is. Because while Rudram may have found her, the question remains—will she let herself be found?
Namita_Shrivas · 1.4K Views

My love story turmoils

In the quiet solitude of my youth, I believed I had found love. Like many others before me, I was captivated by the romanticized notions that society painted on the canvas of my mind. I thought love was just an exhilarating feeling that would electrify my senses and sweep me off my feet. Little did I know that true love was a journey, one filled with tumultuous storms that would test the strength of my heart. It was in the depths of my longing that I met her, the girl who would forever change the course of my romantic journey. Her beauty was a mesmerizing blend of grace and innocence, a sight that easily bewitched any onlookers. I found myself falling head over heels for her, only to have my heart crushed when she confessed her love for my friend. The realization pierced through my soul, leaving behind a deep ache that seemed impossible to heal. Life, it seemed, was determined to teach me the art of resilience. Time after time, I found myself facing rejection from the girls I admired. Each rejection carved another scar on my already battered heart, fueling a growing fear of never finding the love I desperately craved. But even amidst the pain, I refused to give up hope, for I knew that one day love would find its way to me. In an unexpected twist of fate, I found myself caught in a delicate web of emotions. It was a time when forbidden love seemed to whisper in the wind, tempting my heart towards a forbidden path. In an act of desperation, I treaded on shaky ground, taking a step too close to my cousin's lover. She claimed their love had faded, and in a moment of weakness, I almost succumbed to the allure of her presence. Yet destiny intervened, allowing me to see the consequences that awaited, saving me from a love that would only lead to further turmoils Amongst my circle of friends, my lack of a girlfriend became a constant source of amusement. They teased and jested, their joviality masking the hollowness that echoed within my heart. Their words stung, reminding me of my own perceived inadequacy. But even in the face of their laughter, I refused to surrender my belief in love. A desperate desire to fit in coursed through my veins, compelling me to create a façade. I pretended to have a girlfriend, painting a vivid illusion to satisfy the expectations of my peers. Behind closed doors, I concocted fictitious tales of love, while my true emotions remained hidden beneath a mask of pretense. I traded the authenticity of my heart for the illusion of acceptance. Deep within the recesses of my soul, I loved love. Its enchanting allure captivated me, winding its way through the corridors of my mind. But fear, born from a series of heartbreaking experiences, anchored my heart in self-doubt and hesitation. I yearned for love, yet the weight of my past burdens made me wary of opening myself up once more. My dreams of finding love were plagued by an ugly truth - bad luck seemed to cling onto my every endeavor. Every girl I admired was already taken, their hearts belonging to another. It felt as though fate itself conspired against me, forcing me to bear witness to love flourishing everywhere around me, but never within my grasp. Despite facing a love-stricken journey, I sought solace in the comforting embrace of a different passion - football. I dedicated myself wholeheartedly to the sport, pouring my energy into every kick, every goal. Football became my sanctuary, shielding my heart from the potential pain of love. It was a bittersweet refuge, providing a sense of purpose while still leaving a lingering ache for the love I yearned to find.
Kendazla_Denis · 6.6K Views
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