Books About Hate Love Relationship Novels & Stories

He let out a sigh after, like he just did something he’d regret for life. “Do you, Eve Craig, take Logan Maxwell as your lawful husband, to love, cherish, and to obey, in good times or bad times, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse?” I didn’t think twice, “Yes, I do.” I said, staring directly into Logan’s eyes when all I could see in them was hatred. “You may now kiss your bride.” Logan leaned in close to me, his lips close to mine. “Welcome to hell, Eve.” He whispered before his lips crashed on mine.

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

A woman with red wild hair and green eyes in an embrace with a man with shoulder length hair and chocolate brown eyes. UNDER MY SKIN….. The book was about an impossible love story. A broken heart leading to some very serious situation. An unhealthy relationship between a vampire and a woman. It was about soul mates. Vera loved the sound of it and so, she quickly opened the book and began reading. CHAPTER ONE….

The photographs, books, and the small leather-bound journal became witnesses to the evolving story of love and resilience. Through their shared grief, Larry and Abigail discovered that love could be multifaceted, capable of accommodating both the past and the present. Their relationship became a poignant tribute to the transformative power of love, proving that the heart could expand to embrace different forms of happiness while cherishing the memories that shaped its capacity to love.

He said as he try to defend himself. "Hahahaha... Shit! Who like to be in relationship? When women doesn't don't give a damn about it. It's not our fault they throw themselves to us. What do they expect? Just leave it? Nah it's wasteful to ignore those girls" I said while I took a gulp of water from my glass. "Nah! Did you ever think one day getting settled down and have kids?" Blake as me all the sudden and I almost choked from water I drink. I even spatted it making some of water flew in the air.

"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…!!" Just like that, his lips crashed on mine and I tried my hands in defence to push him away. And he got more and more enraged. And pinned my arms above my head and kissed with more force. There was no love or passion… I felt only revenge. And through the kiss, he showed me how painful it would get until I tasted the blood. Just like that first kiss was stolen away by him…!

"What does that mean they are bound to be separated. If it really is love, it can stand anything." Mateo laughed, "Do you believe it?" He asked me. If it was before Bash, I would have laughed too. "See, when it comes to relationships, you have to listen to your mind." Shalini looked pissed now, "What? You did a PhD in relationships overnight? Why are you so unromantic?" "Why are you so dramatic?" Matteo yelled back. "Says the guy who uses the stupid pick-up lines on his crush." "Says the girl who sleeps while staring at her phone, waiting for her bf's message."

He said adding, "it's normal to kiss, feel and have sex when you are in relationship kitten." I gulped as I felt scared with his expectations, "I feel uncomfortable...." "Don't tell me you are among those who dream of losing their every first to their real lover?" He sounded as if it was most insane thing. "Is it bad? To wait till you find real love?" I asked carefully. "Real is rare kitten, fake is everywhere." Xavier said and fear creeped up in my stomach. "Why are you saying so?" "Generally." He shrugged and then smiled as he interlinked our hands.

I cannot believe he had the audacity to say that, when he was the main reason why our relationship had fallen apart. Shaking my head, I looked at him with a blank expression, “I bet your opinion was different two years ago,” I stated with certainty. “You'd probably immediately agree if I broke up with you that night..” I pursed my lips as I diverted my gaze in different directions. Thinking back of the what if and could haves from the past felt like my heart was being ripped apart. “I really regret not cutting that fvcking relationship right away when I caught you making out with Julienne,” I added.

Jonathan and Stefani. Both hated each other's guts they fought a lot of times for a long time. Both assumed and thought wrong of each other. Both had their hearts in pain for years. Because of misunderstandings, they closed themselves from everybody, including one another. But just as love was a strong emotion, hate was, too. And if people look closely, they would find it amazing as it was still the thing that brought their hearts together again. Hate. Was it really the opposite of love? Or were they the same all along?