Best Hate To Love Books の小説・ストーリー

He grabbed me by the collar and pushed my back against the wall, his forearm pressed tightly against my throat. His nose flared, eyes red, face dark in a way I've never seen before. I could even feel killing intent from him. “Ronan Devereaux, I underestimated how despicable you could get.” He spat, eyes blazing. For some reason, seeing the passionate hate in his eyes and his barely restrained desire to kill me, my heart began to race. I wanted to wrap his arms around my neck and give him the knife myself. Perhaps, the tightness in his chest that made his breathing erratic would be no more.

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I don't know what happened but the next thing I knew, I was already being carried by Lorenzo. I tried to throw him a deadly glare but I couldn't open my eyes anymore. So instead of doing that I just leaned my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. “I hate you,” I mumbled weekly. It was full of resentment and I mean it with all my heart. I hate him to the core because he obviously wasn't attracted to me anymore. “Do you really mean it?” I heard him queried. I didn’t answer and just closed my eyes tightly. My head suddenly felt light. The heat I was feeling was still there but my eyelids were getting heavier and sleepiness is now taking over.

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

he said nonchalantly. "I can't fucking believe you" I whisper yelled fighting back tears "you just like mother I can't believe you, Why are you doing this to a woman who has done absolutely nothing but adore you?" I asked with tears in my eyes. "Don't fucking start that shit about your mother and what I do has nothing to do with you" he said with so much anger. "Fuck you! I fucking hate you so much. I hope you can't sleep at night knowing what you doing is wrong" I say letting my tears fall " and don't you dare come home to your wife after fucking that whore" I said with so much anger inside me.

Her sufferings, pain, and sadness were a failings that shouldn’t have happened. “I hate your smile makes my heart mushy, I hate your strong headed nature, selfishness, and the stupid things that you do that have the most effect on me. I hate that I can’t quit you no matter how hard I try. I hate the more you push me away the tougher I desire to be with you. I hate Nicole meeting you first when it should have been me, I hate to think you thought about divorcing me. I hate you for these things but I love you for everything, the pain, tears, obstacles. I love that I love you.”

He can never be mine, I have known that a long time ago. Sometimes, I hate that the heart is persistent and very hopeful. I hate that it can endure pain and can love deeply without expecting in return. That love and hate are two sides of the same coin, and in my case, it's a volatile mix. I hate him with a passion. I hate that I'm so easily affected no matter how hard I try not to. I hate that things don't always go the way we want them to be and I hate that this love is so strong, patient and selfless. But I guess, I hate myself more for keep on loving him for all these years.

“Fucking nonsense! Enemies to lovers trope with a heartbreaking ending. I won’t read the sequel,” Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle at her expression. “You’re always so emotional,” he said. “Because I imagine you in place of the MMC and doing all the disgusting stuff. It makes me sick!” Sebastian chuckled again, flipping through the pages. “Have you thought about the reverse trope?” “Huh?” “Lovers to enemies? Picture in your mind the unimaginable amount of hate that could reside within a heart that had exclusively experienced love until that point. What is it like to go from loving someone to hating them?”

“Do you see now, Melisa?” I whispered, eyes locked on hers. Her beautiful, tear-stained eyes, filled with pain, and still… so perfect. “You are fucking insane… Sebastian. I hate you! I hate you!” She screams in loud as she hates me. It is not a word. It’s a pulse. A breathless gasp between obsession and agony. It coils in my chest like a snake too warm to rest, sinking its fangs into reason, into mercy. Hate is love starved, love denied, love twisted until it bleeds. It tastes like copper and broken teeth, like the space between your silence and my scream. It whispers louder than prayer, and louder still than truth. I do not choose hate—I become it.