Toxicity Stories

Past title ~ Toxic love "If you ever doubt the depths of my love for you... if you think it's fading or slipping away... then end me. Just pull the trigger and rid this world of my existence-for a life without your love is a fate worse than death." His words weren't a plea. They were a command cloaked in devotion, madness wrapped in velvet. They say love saves. But his? His love hunted - "S-sir, this is wrong. He may die. I-it's dangerous-" "What do you think, Mr. Yun? That I'm stupid?" He didn't shout. He didn't rage. Instead, Jungkook loaded the rifle with a single bullet-deliberate, intimate, almost tender. Like writing a love letter in blood. "I'm not aiming for his head or chest... no. My target is his leg-the very limb that dared to step out on its own." He positioned the rifle with an assassin's grace and a lover's cruelty. The scope found Taehyung, far in the distance, limping through the trees like a ghost trying to escape the afterlife. "I told you I'd do anything you ask, my love. But letting you slip from my grasp? Never. Even if it means wrapping you in pain or drawing tears from your eyes, you will remain with me-enthralled and captive, forever." And then he pulled the trigger. The shot cracked through the night like a broken promise. Taehyung's scream followed, raw and human and devastating. It tore through the silence, echoing with betrayal, pain, and fear. Jungkook lowered the rifle, his smirk slow and satisfied. In that one shot, he hadn't just pierced flesh-he had shattered freedom. The chase was over. The chain was fastened again. And the man he loved would never walk away. Not anymore.

She is the shadow. He is the throne. Born from a past where death was a mother tongue, Nex was shaped into a weapon. She has only ever known darkness, silence, and vengeance. Her mission is simple: infiltrate the Bracceli criminal empire and eliminate its leader : Lorenzo Morelli. Cold, charismatic, as dangerous as he is untouchable-he embodies everything she is. But the closer she gets, the more her certainties begin to crack. What she never anticipated is that the most dangerous part of this game might not be dying. It's wanting him-wanting him until she loses her footing. Hating him as much as she wants him, and worse... beginning to doubt. In a world where masks fall as quickly as bodies, who is truly trapping whom? Between vengeance, buried secrets, and toxic desire, the game begins. And the fall will be, without a doubt...inevitable.

Power: The illusion of control. Perfidy: A deliberate act of betrayal *** Five years ago, Brad Miller broke every rule to protect the woman who never asked to be saved. He walked into hell and came out wearing the hot crown. Now he owns the operation, money flows, the crew obeys, and Tatiana sleeps beside him every night. It should be enough. But nothing stays clean for long in their world. Not loyalty. Not love. When Vicente Robles, the worst rival of them all, resurfaces with teeth bared, and tension inside the Syndicate begins to fester, Brad finds himself pulled in too many directions. He's used to watching his enemies hard enough to know their next move. But this time, the crack doesn't come from the outside; it comes from her. Tatiana. Now, Brad is forced to confront everything he's ignored for years: Can he protect his cartel without losing the only woman who ever made him weak? Can he forgive her without losing himself? And how far is he willing to go to keep what's his from slipping away? Because the truth is, no matter how ruthless he becomes, or how tightly he grips his empire, Tatiana remains the one variable he can't control. His strength and his weakness. His reason and his undoing. This is a story of how power don't ever make sense, how love doesn't always guarantee stability, how power can ruin you, and how the past never really dies.

𝗿𝗮𝘄 /rǒ/ 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗱𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗰, 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹, 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱. 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆.

romance heartbreak love childhood love royalty toxicity red flags

"Never trust men." It is a statement every woman and girl has being told her whole life until she reaches a stage where she passes the message on to other women and girls. It never made any sense to Navya until she met Lakshit. Navya, a student in Bangalore ends up having a scandalous intimate affair with a junior, Lakshit, which takes her to places she should have never been to. Will she take escape door and save herself or let him ruin her more?

'Let's commit the perfect crime. I'll steal your heart, you steal mine.' ~We finally found each other, in another life.~ Aiko had a hard life. With only one option left to make a living she was struggling to just get through the day without drowning in regret. Though one morning a letter appears on her doorstep and changes everything. Will she find the love of her life or will everything fall apart? My own characters- created and made up by me Wlw love story (women x women) TW: Homophobic comments Bullying Triggering thoughts Crime- mentions of murder and stealing Mentions of suicide and death of a loved one Started: 28th April 2022 Ended: 23rd June 2022 Inspiration: It Ends With Us- Colleen Hoover Heartstopper- Netflix and book series Achievements: 29th in #Awareness 23/6/22 9th in #Partnersincrime 23/6/22 3rd in #Toxicity 24/6/22 31st in #Awareness 24/6/22

where two upcoming artists cross paths in the mist of it all.

"I know nothing about loving anyone." "Nor do I..." "If you know nothing and I know nothing, perhaps together, we know something." Their story began when they were children, one scarred by fresh tragedy, crawling into a dark void filled with fear and uncertainty, the other one throwing him a rope woven with fragments of her friendship and invitations of laughter and most of all, endless rounds of UNO cards. Fourteen years later, times changed, people changed, they changed, but the two of them were still hanging onto that same rope of UNO cards, only now, there was something more than just laughter and friendship woven into that rope, something fragile and delicate that involved a web of tangled feelings and lurking emotions, affections they never thought they'd develop for one another, relationships they never felt would change. Yet at the end of it all, beyond the old memories and new sentiments, the crumpled pages that began their story and the fresh ones that serve to end it, the friendship at the root of their bond and the tenderness that now bloomed like new petals, there lay a much deeper question: Could they truly love each other if one of them didn't know how to love?

Have you ever wondered about carbon emissions ? Team Samanvay presents this book aiming to spotlight the world of the toxicity caused due to carbon emissions.

"I always wondered why I hated being around you so much. Anytime I was in your presence I felt smaller than I was, and the once ridiculous idea that some people might just be better than others suddenly made much more sense to me. You always stood so tall, making it impossible to go unnoticed. Your voice was loud and clear- I hate how much people complimented you for it. Sometimes, I would just pretend you weren't there. As if this imposing figure always blocking my view and making me almost invisible came out of my imagination..." Mistrust... "I sometimes get afraid that I'm being too loud. My voice sounds bigger than it is in my head, making me wonder if everyone else hears it the same. You always told me you liked my tone. It was soft and quiet. I never really understood it, but as it came from you so I assumed it was the truth. My trust in your words was unconditional. Not because I wanted to believe you or thought of you to be a good person. You were just the only person by my side and I honestly didn't want to be alone." "I kept you around for my benefit at first, but then I just got so used to being around you that I was ready to put up with your constant snarky remarks. You were probably the worst thing that's ever happened to me but, strangely, if I could go back in time to feel the warmth I felt in the early stages of our meeting, I would. I felt great for a short while. I'm not sure if that makes it worth it though. After you left, I felt worst than I did before I met you. You're not a good memory either." So what is it exactly that makes me miss you...?

a short story depicting the toxic back-and-forth relationship between Ghost and the reader. female pronouns & the reader has blue eyes purely because they're more menacing. sorry🤓

Artemis is intelligently smart for being only five and half years old. That meant she was aware of the world and it's cruelty, probably cause she'd been subjected to said cruelty only a year ago. Now she was traumatized but she'd never tell anyone that. You could heal though and maybe, she could. It wasn't going to be easy but maybe she could make it starting by living her life the best she could, despite it's ups and downs. Join her on a journey, a really long one of denial, bargaining, anger and acceptance. Basically the five stages of grief. Plus forgiveness because a lot of people need it and so does she. *Contains bxb, mentions of young death, kidnappings, fights, self-blame and toxicity.

Toxic Draco Malfoy fanfic. Spicy 🌶👺 "𝑆𝐸𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑇𝑂𝑀𝑂𝑅𝑅𝑂𝑊 𝐴𝑇 𝑆𝐿𝑌𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑁 𝑃𝐴𝑅𝑇𝑌, 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑁 𝑊𝐸 𝑊𝐼𝐿𝐿 𝑆𝐸𝐸 𝑊𝐻𝑂 𝐼𝑆 𝐺𝑂𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝐵𝐸 𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝐺𝐼𝑅𝐿" "𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙲 𝙴𝚇𝙲𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶. 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁, 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙲𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶" "𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇𝘽𝙀 𝘿𝙊𝙒𝙉 𝙊𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙆𝙉𝙀𝙀𝙎, 𝘽𝙀𝙂𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙈𝙀."

"You'll love me forever. Won't you?" Y/n Wood the younger sister of Oliver Wood, a girl from Gryffindor house, best friends with Hermione and Ginny along with Luna and Neville. Y/n is 16 years old and she is in her 6th year at Hogwarts, after 2 years of being bullied by none other than Draco Malfoy. She realizes she is in love with him and Draco loves her but their love is forbidden. This story takes place through 1996 and 1997. This story contains sexual, drama, toxicity, and upsetting scenes. I do not own any of these characters or Harry Potter all credit goes to J.K ROWLING.

This isn't some cliche love story where sweet Innamorati get their happy ending. He was my first true love, but I didn't get to keep him forever. Our story has to be told. I can't not say. Because even though he was Romeo and I was Juliet and our love was never meant to be, I felt something for him. Something inexplicably crazy that drove me literally insane. Toxic. Worth it. I loved him. And he loved me. But we were just a house of cards.

This is a poem about encountering toxic people from the past, once again in the present. I chose to use a more abstract way of wording the story I wanted to tell, while still summoning emotion and hopefully relatability.

She finds herself numb in a hospital bed not remembering herself nor what has happened to her. Slowly regaining her memory she forms a relationship with her tall and handsome doctor assigned to help her recover and get herself back. While slowly recovering her memory , she discover some odd findings and she soon realizes that she might be trapped into something that was planned way ahead

ruining lives is a productive pastime, even when you're nameless.