Toxicromance Stories

Married by arrangement. Loved in silence. Talia Scott was never meant to be seen-only tolerated. Bound to a man who never loved her, she endured pain quietly... until secrets, betrayal, and an unexpected life force her to choose herself. A dark romance where silence hurts louder than words.

This is a serial killer romance | 18+ only. In a city that never sleeps, a predator is watching. She's living her dream. He's living for the kill. ⚠️ Dark romance | Sexual assault | bdsm relationship | Violence | Kidnapping | age gap | Toxic dynamics | murder | drug&alcohol consumption. Read at your own risk.

He only texts when it suits him. She lets him in every time. Nina is 32, sharp-tongued, self-controlled-and way too obsessed with a 24-year-old who treats her like a game. There are no feelings, no promises. Just tension, teasing... and sex that leaves bruises. But tonight, she picks him up from the airport-and she knows it won't end with small talk. 🔞 Explicit. Messy. Addictive. ⚠️ First chapter is free. New chapters every week on [Patreon.com]

some people fall in love. others fall apart. but this is what happens when you do both at the same time.

„Sophia Potter zawsze była przeciwieństwem swojego sławnego brata. Zimna, ironiczna i zbyt uważna, by wierzyć w heroiczne historie. Kiedy jednak ona, Huncwoci i Blackowie zostają przeniesieni w przyszłość - do czasów Harry'ego Pottera i Turnieju Trójmagicznego - wszystko przestaje mieć sens. Nowy Hogwart. Starsi nauczyciele. Wojna, która jeszcze się nie wydarzyła. A po drugiej stronie stołu siedzi Regulus Black - chłopak, którego nigdy nie powinna próbować zrozumieć."

Vera was never taught how to love without losing herself. Her obsession didn't arrive suddenly-it grew slowly, like rot beneath the skin. Every thought bent toward him. Every breath felt borrowed unless it carried his name. Going to his apartment wasn't a choice. It was inevitable. The walls watched. The air felt heavy, bruised with unspoken desires and buried violence. His presence stripped her of reason. Silence between them wasn't empty-it screamed. When he looked at her, she felt owned, undone, reduced to need. The bed became a battlefield of power and surrender, where affection tasted like cruelty and closeness felt like captivity. Nights blurred into something dangerous-touch laced with control, longing twisted into dependence. Vera didn't want tenderness. She wanted to be consumed. To disappear inside him, even if it meant destroying herself. She knew he could ruin her. She wanted it. Because Vera doesn't love to survive. She loves to bleed, to break, to belong-even if belonging means losing her soul. Some girls dream of forever. Vera dreams of obsession.

--- "Idol's Obsession" tells the story of Jungkook, a global sensation adored by millions, yet untouched by love-until he lays eyes on Serena. She isn't the most famous or the most beautiful woman he's seen, but there's something about her that makes his world stop. An unexpected pull, an unexplainable desire-she becomes the one face he can't erase from his mind. As fate brings them closer, his admiration turns into a relentless obsession. He doesn't just want to see her; he wants to own every part of her existence. But Serena belongs to someone else, lost in a love that isn't his. While she lives her normal life, Jungkook spirals into the madness of wanting her, unable to understand why she's the only thing that matters now. A love story drenched in passion, longing, and a dangerous fixation-where the line between love and obsession begins to blur.

Celeste Laurent. I ran deeper into the forest, my breath breaking apart in my chest, each inhale sharper than the last. The trees stretched endlessly, their shadows twisting, watching... closing in. I told myself not to look back. Because something inside me already knew- if I did, I wouldn't be able to run anymore. But fear is cruel. It makes you do the very thing that will destroy you. So I turned. And my world stopped. He was there. Not chasing. Not even trying. Just walking. Slow. Measured. Certain. Like time itself bent around him. Like he wasn't following me- but waiting for me to realize I was already his. My heart slammed violently against my ribs as I stumbled back, forcing my legs to move again. The thin fabric of my gown clung to me, snagging against branches, tearing just enough to slow me down. The forest grew quieter. Too quiet. No wind. No sound. Just the echo of my own fear- and his footsteps. Steady. Unhurried. Unstoppable. He knew. He knew exactly how far I could go. And what terrified me the most... was that I was reaching the end. I pushed forward anyway, desperation clawing through me- until something wrapped around my wrist and yanked me back. Hard. A sharp gasp tore from my throat as my body collided against something solid. Unmoving. Cold. A hand tightened, unyielding, as if it had been waiting there all along. A breath brushed against my ear. Slow. Controlled. Possessive. Aurelion Solstic. His fingers curled tighter, not enough to hurt-just enough to remind me I wasn't going anywhere. "Run," he murmured, his voice low, almost gentle- "tear yourself apart trying to escape..." A pause. I felt his presence lean closer, darker, consuming. "...but you were never running away, Celeste." His grip tightened just slightly. "You were only ever finding your way back to me."

He doesn't love. He possesses. When she crosses into his world, she becomes more than a mistake. She becomes an obsession. But the deeper she falls, the more she realizes- The chains around her heart aren't made of gold. They're made of danger.

There are some things you don't say out loud. Kene knows how to mind his business. He was doing just fine...until someone started paying attention. Not the kind you ignore. The kind that doesn't look away. And the worst part? Kene doesn't either. A quiet "be good." And somehow... he stays.

I was doing so well. For years I kept myself balanced. For years I kept myself away from anything that could set me off. Then she fell directly into my lap. Jasmine Rose isn't just my rival at work- she is everything my therapist could never have known to warn me about. I only wanted to be a good writer. I only wanted to be a good friend. I only wanted to be a good man. So why did the safety switch off when she smiled? Why did I hear that familiar click when she laughed? Maybe she's too perfect to be toxic. Maybe I'm too damaged to be saved. And if she ever pressed the barrel to my temple and asked me to pull the trigger... I can't promise I'd say no. Which leaves me with one impossible question: Am I the target? Or am I the gun?

Everyone knew about Ivana Dawson. The rich girl with an attitude problem. The girl who dated for fun, lied effortlessly, and never cared about who got hurt. At least that's what people thought. What nobody knew was that behind the parties, expensive smiles, and messy relationships was a secret version of Ivana hidden from the world. A softer version. One that only belonged to him. The boy she loved while dating someone else. The boy she betrayed. Three years later, Ivana Dawson is gone. Now she's back pretending to be someone nobody would ever notice - quiet, awkward, invisible. And while everyone else believes the nerdy girl being bullied is a stranger... he recognizes her instantly. He just pretends he doesn't. Because after everything Ivana destroyed, he wants to know one thing first: Why she came back.

"Laila you're messing with the wrong person, I'll get what I want by hook or my crook" said Parth "Try all you want but I'm not your puppet anymore, remember I'm not even linked to you anymore" said Laila confidently "Let's see about that" said Parth with a smirk "I'll have you, what ever it takes I'll do that but you're mine" he said with a smirk "Not in this life, not in your next life, never" she said without backing out "I can get anyone I want but it's you I want and I'll get what i want" he said confident "Let's see you losing bad" said her with confidence "Why did you do this" she asked with quivering lips "Revenge, The same feeling I felt that day should be reciprocated" he said coldly "At what cost, ruining me to ashes when i did nothing to you" she asked with tears streaming down her face "I don't care about you" he said coldly and she started at him numb "So you're abandoning me at this point, after so much" she asked with vulnerability and he smirked, "yes". This night was going to be the worst night of her whole life and he'll make sure that she regrets every action she ever took, she felt helpless against him. "Your nose looked cute, being all red from crying" her said and touched her nose. "You came out the room hysterically crying and sat in the bench, your lips were quivering and I wanted to capture them so badly but I didn't" he said and paused. "But now I can" her said and captured her now quivering lips. "Tastes like what's mine" said him and caressed her now bleeding lips. When some promises engulfs your life venomously

He stole diamonds for a living. He never planned to steal a king. Yufan was supposed to deliver a gift and disappear-just another reckless job, just another night surviving the underworld by wit, charm, and instinct. But one encounter inside a hidden ramen shop changes everything, because the man waiting at the center of it all is no ordinary crime lord. They call him Gwi-Ma-the Ghost King. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. A man who would burn down his own empire rather than let someone else claim it. What begins as a test of survival quickly turns into something far more dangerous: a game of power, obsession, and control where words are weapons, loyalty is currency, and every move carries consequences. Yufan talks his way into the heart of a syndicate-and into the attention of a man who does not take interest lightly.

𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 She doesn't love. She owns. She cages. She destroys anyone who tries to take what's hers. Aadhira Khan rules the shadows with blood on her throne and ice in her veins. The merciless queen of the underworld sees Veer, a dangerous lone wolf who refuses to kneel, as the perfect weapon during a bloody port takeover. Cold, competent, and impossible to control, he should have remained just another tool. But the moment their eyes meet, everything shifts. Now she can't stop watching him. And he can't stop burning with jealousy every time another man dares breathe near his queen. What begins as a calculated hire spirals into a lethal game of power, possession, and mutual ruin. Aadhira will burn every exit to keep him by her side. Veer will watch the world bleed before he lets anyone else orbit her. He was supposed to be temporary. Instead, he's addicted to her ruthlessness. His jealousy is quiet, lethal, and fraying at the edges. In the underworld, love isn't gentle. It's blood-soaked, sharp, obsessive, and violently mutual. She commands the empire. He never bows. But they're both ruined, trapped in a cage of their own making, where obsession is the only thing keeping them alive... and the only thing that will destroy them. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤. 𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜. 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐍𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

never help strangers. and if you do, be prepared for the repercussions

You join an elite psychology research program designed to study human attachment. Your assigned partner is Eren Hale, a brilliant and unnervingly calm student who understands people with an accuracy that feels impossible. He notices every shift in your mood Every emotion you try to hide Every secret you never speak Working with him feels like being understood for the first time in your life, but also like standing too close to something you cannot identify. You should feel uncomfortable around someone who reads you this well, yet you keep coming back. You always come back. Then the signs begin He appears at the exact moment you break He finishes thoughts you barely had He reacts to feelings you never expressed When you discover the truth about him, everything you thought was real starts to twist. Eren can sense emotions with an accuracy that borders on supernatural, and he has been using that gift to guide you, soothe you, influence you, and pull you closer without ever touching you. You wanted a research partner You got someone who can engineer your heart Now you have to decide if the connection between you is genuine Or if he created it And whether you can walk away from someone who feels like the only person who truly sees you

When Arella returns to Black Hollow after years away, she hopes to rebuild the pieces of a life she barely remembers. Instead, she finds something waiting for her. The town feels different. The woods feel alive. And a stranger with silver eyes watches her like she belongs to him. Remiel has been in Black Hollow far longer than anyone realizes. He doesn't age. He doesn't forget. And when Arella steps back into town, something ancient awakens between them a pull neither of them can deny. As Arella reconnects with old friends and begins uncovering secrets about her late mother including whispers of a dangerous bargain made years ago she realizes her return may not have been coincidence. Because Remiel didn't just find her. He's been waiting for her. And if what binds them is truly fate, breaking it may cost more than her heart.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊: 𝟐 𝙔𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙮𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙦 ╰┈➤𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 𝐗 𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭

You Were Never Mine to Lose Alina Hayes thought she had survived her first love. Kael Donovan was her past-an intense, all-consuming relationship she had no choice but to leave behind when he chose his future over her. She rebuilt her life without him. New city. New career. New rules. Until he walks back into her world like he never left it. Kael is no longer the boy she once loved. He's colder now. Sharper. Impossible to ignore. And he doesn't come back for closure. He comes back for her. He watches. He waits. He interferes in every attempt she makes to move on, until the line between love and possession starts to blur in ways she can't control. But Alina isn't the same girl who once gave him her heart without hesitation. And Kael? He was never good at letting go. Because some loves don't end. They wait. They return. And they don't ask permission the second time.