Toxicromance Stories

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 the target? Or am I the gun?

Davina Nwokedi is the kind of girl everyone loves: smart, beautiful, and warm-hearted, the golden girl of Stanford High. a top student, and the epitome of charm without arrogance. Everyone thinks she has it all-even a perfect boyfriend, Taye Olayinka, the golden boy: handsome, adored, and the captain of the football team. Together, they are Stanford High's ultimate power couple, envied and admired in equal measure. But Davina's life is about to get messy. A new boy arrives at Stanford: Tejiri Johnson. He's rude, arrogant, and dangerous in all the right ways-hot-tempered, mysterious, and uninterested in friends or rules. He's not here for friendship or popularity; he's here on a mission, using the school's wealthy students to his advantage. And yet, somehow, Ada's light pierces through his darkness. She wants to be his friend. He pushes her away. She persists. He snaps. She smiles anyway. And in the chaos, hearts begin to shift. Taye, the golden boy who has always held Davina close, starts to feel a strange jealousy creeping in-a feeling he's never had before. Tejiri, the storm who's never cared for anyone, finds himself softening, intrigued by a girl who refuses to fear him or hate him. What starts as curiosity turns into obsession, and what seems like friendship turns into something dangerously close to love. davina must navigate the turbulence of a love triangle, the rivalry of Queen Bees who see her as a threat, and the secrets of a boy who isn't what he seems. She was supposed to belong to the golden boy. Her heart has other plans. "Sugar & Smoke" is a tale of forbidden attraction, high-stakes school drama, and the irresistible pull between light and darkness. Perfect for fans of enemies-to-lovers romance, forbidden crushes, and the chaos of teenage hearts."

A story where love pulls the trigger first A cop. A criminal. A kiss that detonated everything. "This is wrong," Taehyung breathed against his lips. Jeongguk's smirk ghosted across his mouth - sharp enough to cut. "Then why do you keep coming back?" Their mouths collided. It wasn't love. It was war disguised as want. Kim Taehyung was supposed to be investigating a string of high-profile murder. Not losing himself in the heat of the man who might be behind them. Every time Jeongguk touched him, the world stopped making sense. Rules. Morality. Duty. All of it fell apart under the weight of his hands. Jeongguk didn't believe in love. He believed in ownership. In control. In watching people crumble until they begged for mercy. But Taehyung? He wasn't supposed to beg. He wasn't supposed to want the man he should be hunting. And yet-he kept coming back. To the danger. To the lies. To Jeongguk. Because in Jeon Jeongguk's world, love doesn't save you. It destroys you slowly. And it always draws blood. ⸻ "Tell me it's not true," Taehyung whispered, voice shaking harder than the gun in his hand. Jeongguk stood still - too calm, too familiar. "You're not him," Taehyung said again. "You're not the one I've been chasing." Jeongguk's smile cut through the silence like a blade. "You should've stopped chasing me when I kissed you." Taehyung's stomach dropped. "You're the Ghost King." Jeongguk stepped forward, his voice low, deadly soft. "And you're the only one who made me wish I wasn't." His fingers brushed the side of Taehyung's throat - gentle, taunting. "Now tell me, Detective..." his breath ghosted against his ear, "are you here to arrest me- or to finish what you started?"

When Serena Voss returns home to Redwood Heights after her father's sudden death, she only plans to close his auto shop and leave. But everything changes when she discovers encrypted notes, hidden bike parts, and proof that her father was tied deeply to the Iron Serpents MC-and may have been killed for what he knew. The Serpents' cold and feared president, Roman "Viper" Hale, warns her to stop digging. He claims her father was loyal. Serena believes he was silenced. Their clash sparks a dangerous tension neither can control. When a rival club, the Night Banshees, targets Serena for her father's designs, she's forced under the Serpents' protection-whether she likes it or not. Secrets unravel. Loyalties shift. Serena realizes her father wasn't just a mechanic... he built something both clubs are willing to kill for. As the Banshees close in and betrayal rises within the Serpents, Serena and Viper are pulled together by danger, desire, and the truth neither of them is ready to face. In a world ruled by brotherhood, bloodshed, and asphalt, Serena must decide: Will she run from the life that destroyed her family, or become the fire that changes everything?

➺ 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤, 𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕. ➺ To end the feud between the Shelbys and the Changrettas, Tommy Shelby strikes a deal that binds him to Sibilla Changretta, the daughter of his greatest enemy. What begins as a marriage of convenience quickly becomes a battlefield of its own-where every look is a weapon, every kiss a betrayal, and every secret a threat waiting to explode. As power shifts in Birmingham's underworld, Tommy and Sibilla must learn to survive each other long enough to outwit rivals circling like wolves. But loyalty is never certain, trust is a dangerous gamble, and love might be the sharpest blade of all. ➺ Tommy Shelby fanfiction [OFC] ✩ enemies to lovers • Birmingham • Shelbys • Changrettas • pinning • angst • violence • wounds • arranged marriage • loyality • revenge

A story about me and my actual ex irl. Its about how me and him destroyed eachother for us but also how we loved eachother and spent time together to be happy.

America thought working late nights at the small-town café was just another way to pay the rent. But when a chance encounter with his silent, intimidating boss leads him into the kitchen after hours, he discovers the horrifying secret ingredient behind Russia's "perfect" goulash. Trapped between survival and silence, America learns that nothing in this town goes to waste.

She was the night that chose him. He was the dawn that changed her. Layla Malik is an elegant, fashion heiress, soft-spoken, stunning, and controlled. Silk on her skin, secrets in her smile, obsession stitched into every heartbeat. He forgot she existed. She's spent years remembering him in detail. Now that she's back? Layla won't let him escape again. He's hers. Book conceptualised on 2 December 2025; Start next year

Sher shines at school like a boy made of sunlight, adored by everyone, untouchably perfect. But beneath that brightness lies a life stitched together with lies, bruises, and secrets he can't afford to reveal. Danish is the quiet shadow in the back of the classroom, invisible to everyone but Sher. Because Danish watches him with an obsession sharpened over years, an obsession that follows Sher even into the illegal underground ring where he fights for survival. Sher never notices the masked cameraman who films every fall, every bruise, every moment he breaks. Not until the night he loses everything. And Danish decides to take what he has always quietly loved. What begins in a locked basement grows into a dark, intimate romance where captivity blurs into comfort, secrets unravel, obsessions deepen, and the boy of light finds himself falling for the shadow that finally, dangerously, refuses to let him go.

Some love stories begin with a kiss. This one begins with a dare... and ends too soon. Hat and Ron are not heroes. They are boys made of bruises and breath, stitched together by humiliation, devotion, and a darkness that chooses them long before they choose each other. Hat is the boy who would rather bleed than disappear. Ron is the boy who would rather break than feel nothing at all. Together, they learn that pain can sound like a hymn... and love can taste like Latin whispered against trembling skin. But the book that binds them wants more than their obedience. It wants their fear. And it wants you the reader to witness every sin carved into their shadows. Read this if you crave love born from shared wounds. Read it if hymns feel like curses, if Latin feels like a spell, if you want a story that stares back at you. Because Tell Them I Existed isn't just about Hat and Ron. It's about the part of you that recognizes them. And once you open the book, it will not let you leave unchanged.

"If I can't control my future, at least let me control my death." Layla was never meant to control her life. Sold to a tyrant, cursed, and dressed like a doll, her body is a canvas of bruises no better than a corpse. Her power eclipse, may heal you or destroy you, depending on how she is currently feeling. But how is that going to save her from becoming a weapon? Damien is a cold tyrant, the master of his own puppet show. Damien, the mad dog, is the horrible man Layla is forced to play wife for. But are they more alike than she would ever dare admit? Aqua is a wannabe knight from the slums. Wears his heart on his sleeve for better or worse, impulsive and violent. He was gifted power but no path. Was the gift meant to give him hope or drive him mad? At the end of the day Layla will have to make a choice, embrace her true self, or give up everything she worked for? To finally put an end to the game of yin and yang.

Sienna Hart isn't known for playing nice. With a temper hotter than a rogue's bite and a mouth that could start a war, she's exactly the kind of girl you don't cross-especially not in a pack full of power-hungry wolves trying to prove themselves. Leo Carver knows trouble when he sees it. Cold, calculated, and dangerously quiet, the new beta has better things to do than babysit a ticking time bomb with too much attitude and not enough control. Too bad the Moon Goddess doesn't care what either of them wants. Thrown together under a fragile truce between packs, Sienna and Leo are forced to work side by side. The more they clash, the more the sparks fly. But in a world where dominance, duty, and desire are deadly things, letting your guard down can cost more than your pride. She's fire. He's ice. And someone's about to get burned.

Red Flags y Besos Noah siempre ha tenido un talento especial para enamorarse de los chicos equivocados. Pero ninguno tan peligroso, misterioso y jodidamente irresistible como Alexei. Todo empieza la noche en la que Noah presencia una pelea que Alexei no debería haber ganado... ni visto. Desde ese momento, Noah se convierte en su nuevo problema, y Alexei en la obsesión que Noah nunca pidió pero tampoco piensa soltar. Entre amenazas, pullitas sexuales, humor negro y una química que podría incendiar la ciudad entera, los dos acaban atrapados en una relación tan tóxica como adictiva. Y mientras intentan descubrir qué secretos arrastra Alexei -y por qué todos parecen querer verle muerto- solo hay algo que tienen realmente en común: Son fans de Stranger Things y viven ignorando todas las red flags como si fueran premios. Violencia, tensión sexual, secretos, humor sarcástico y dos chicos que deberían alejarse... pero solo saben acercarse más. Bienvenid@ a una historia donde besar es peligroso, querer es mortal y huir es imposible.

A powerful attorney fights to hold her life together while her hidden alter ego craves the chaos that could destroy everything. When secrets, scandals, and dangerous lovers collide, only one woman can survive... but they share the same body.

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐇𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬.... I, Anshika Dev, was thrown into the reform center as a "killer." Eighteen. Terrified. Wrongly accused. Rudransh Singh doesn't care about any of that. For three years he's ruled this place like a tyrant-cold, ruthless, feared by every rich mafia brat trapped here. One look at my file and he decides exactly what I am: a murderer who needs to be broken. What he doesn't know is the one thing that could actually kill me-my heart disease, the panic I suffocate behind silence, the digital watch warning me every time he steps too close. To the mafia kids, I'm the girl who killed their boss. To Rudransh, I'm his biggest problem. But I'm not the monster he thinks I am. I'm just Anshika Dev, the girl they pushed into hell... And the only one he can't afford to lose control of.

Everyone at school remembers Sophomore Isabella Voss the rehab girl in pajamas, the one who smelled like smoke, cried in the halls, and showed up high just to survive another day. Nobody expected her to survive her own life... especially not with Nico, the boy everyone said was bad news guns, gangs, chaos, and a love so toxic it felt like oxygen. They watched her fall apart. They watched her gain weight, lose herself, drink wine in bathroom stalls, record herself walking to class because he didn't trust her, and collapse in front of people who never cared enough to ask why. What they didn't expect was for that same girl to walk into senior year skinny, sober, glowing, and cruel. They didn't expect the abs. The attitude. The cold eyes. The designer. The confidence. Or the brand-new 2025 G-Wagon she stepped out of like she owned the world. They didn't expect her to become the girl everyone feared, the girl everyone envied, the girl no one could look away from. This isn't a love story. It's the story of how the broken rehab girl died and Isabella Voss was born. A story about trauma, love, addiction, power, and the moment a soft girl finally snaps and decides she'd rather be a villain than a victim. Welcome to the rise. From Rehab to a G-Wagon.

Spencer Flynn has spent years keeping her past sealed. She doesn't speak of it or revisit it. A supermarket cashier, her life is small by design, shaped by quiet routines and minimal interaction, with nothing forcing her to remember what she escaped. Everything changes when Celine Moreau, a high-level PR executive, offers Spencer a job that doesn't match her comfort zone, but the chance to try feels like a step toward reclaiming what's left of her life. She accepts and does not prepare for the chaos of her first day. For Spencer, tattoos mean healing, so she finally gets that Medusa one she's always wanted, unaware it belongs to someone powerful. Mino Corsetti. Owner of one of the most successful luxury car companies in the U.S., he nearly loses his mind when he discovers a stranger wearing what he considers his personal design. Spencer meets his fury with attitude, only to be left shocked when he sits across from her in a boardroom the next day as her boss's biggest client. Bracing for termination, she is instead assigned a major project for one reason alone: Mino recognizes the meaning of her tattoo and becomes fixated on uncovering her kind of darkness, and why they mirror each other's damage so well. Where Mino thrives on control, dominance, and pain, Spencer finds grounding in surrender and in receiving pain that gives her a sense of agency she has never had. Their connection feels natural, even comforting at first. But trauma bonding has always been the most dangerous form of love. Fascination twists into a dangerous fetish. Desire deepens into dependency. Healing rips open old wounds, leaving them both addicted to the dark intensity they share. Soon, every choice, touch, and altered boundary pushes them closer to a place where pain and desire are indistinguishable, where the consequences could scar them psychologically, physically, even fatally. And that line between desire and death... may just be exactly where they have always been headed.

Catherine Tudor never asked for a legacy soaked in blood. But when a stranger pays to dig into her past and her own cousin tries to burn her alive, she realises her family tree hides more secrets than history books ever will. She survives the flames-barely. Dragged out of the fire by the one man she vowed never to trust again. Matthew Anderson. Liar. Coward. Betrayal wrapped in a beautiful face. He sold her secrets once. He saved her life next. And now Catherine doesn't know which one she hates more. As the truth about her lineage unravels, enemies close in, and an alias named Noah Vale stalks her from the shadows, Catherine must decide: Trust the boy who broke her heart... or burn the whole lineage to the ground.

I watch him from my window. Every night. The boy with the black shirt and the cruel smile. He was never supposed to notice me. But then he did. And now? He smirks when he sees me watching. Like he's daring me to look again. Like he wants me to. This isn't a love story. It's obsession. And it was never supposed go this far.

yahnya mati. Hidupnya runtuh. Dan dunia yang dulu terasa sederhana kini berubah menjadi labirin pertanyaan yang tidak punya pintu keluar. Di antara bau tanah makam yang masih menempel di ingatan dan rutinitas toko buku tua yang makin hari makin terasa seperti penjara, ia mulai mempertanyakan segalanya: Tuhan, pendidikan, masa depan, arti menjadi manusia bahkan dirinya sendiri. Hingga suatu malam hujan, seorang perempuan asing muncul di depan pintu toko buku. Basah, dingin, penuh rahasia - dan hidup seperti sedang menantang kematian. Namanya Yulia. Cantik, rusak, dan berbahaya karena ia menawarkan satu hal yang tak pernah dimiliki siapa pun dalam hidupnya: Sebuah alasan untuk merasa hidup meski caranya salah. Namun keduanya perlahan sadar: Jika mereka saling mendekat, salah satu pasti hancur. Pertanyaannya: siapa duluan?