Novel & Cerita Books About Love And Hate

I said honestly "Stop caring about people too much." Christian suddenly said and that make me turn to him "That's why people hurt you, because you're too kind and too care towards people." He added "I don't care." I said "This is how I express my love towards people, sometimes I don't care if they hate me. I rather see them happy them being hurt. I tend to make myself hurt first before someone I love hurt." I added "Let's play 10 questions." He said and I nodded

I just couldn't afford returning home without a job. "Well welcome aboard!" He exclaimed and slipped my file in his drawer close by. With a wry smile, I stood up and thanked him. I was to return the next day. I felt like screaming for joy, or let me say pain. Teaching was the worst job ever for me. It was my second list after detective. I wondered why I hated working, but I just had to right, this is the 21st century, and we've got to struggle to survive but to me, this wasn't what I wanted. As I cat walked, I came across a grocery shop and I hopped in. I was going to sponsor today's meal with those horrible neighbors because I got the job. They more like agents fixing people with works and

He can’t hate Alec, no matter how much he tried, he loved him so much more than any hatred that can be ever felt. Alex had gone inside with his eyes soaked, he had never thought he’ll let Daniel go so soon, he bites his tongue in anguish and so much hatred on his brother. He loves him a lot and couldn’t play in with what his little mind is already telling him. “I can’t truly believe I gave up on Daniel just for my brother to have him all to his self, he raided like a wounded lion, looking for a prey to fist on.

He felt it’s rather unnatural to be asked such a deep question by no more than a child, but he found himself clearing his throat and saying, “Love is a foolish excuse to justify everything. It’s stupid to even perceive it as something that would trigger change; yet, it was what we’re programmed for. It’s why we exist.” “I once believed in love.” The Mistress closed her eyes, spreading her arms. “But love breeds to an even greater hatred, so then love should not exist. If it’s buried, then hatred would not prosper; no one would be enclosed to the thought of fate’s cruelty, no one will become the aggregate of hate, because then no one can love.” “Differing opinion doesn’t really matter nowaday

I said directly to him. "Well! That is my son. Can I meet her?" my dad asks. Here we go again. JAMES SORIANO'S POINT OF VIEW Is it this was love felt like? It was almost two weeks when I first meet Valerie. She was a fierce lady. I like the way she was. She's attitude, her looks, she is smart, and a lot more interesting about her. I've never seen Ethan for over a week now. Maybe, he is still recovering. On what, Valerie did to him. Suddenly, A hands cover my eyes.

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“I have fallen in-love with you, Michael Black. That is the truth, and you shouldn’t doubt it for one second.” “I’m confused,” he admits, “how can you love me when you don’t truly know me… my darkness. There are things I haven’t told you, things that might make you hate me.” My scoff is breathy. “Hate is a strong word, Michael.” “And so is love.”

"Because he doesn't care what happens to me. He's hated me since the first day we met. Whether my father beats me... or kills me — it makes no difference to him." His face darkened as he gently took my hand in his wrinkled palm. "Oh, my poor girl... does your husband hurt you too?" "No... he's never laid a hand on me — and for that, I'm grateful. I can endure the hatred... but both of them together would be too much." "Why does your husband feel this way about you?" I hesitated, my voice breaking. "Because... he thinks I'm a bad person. And... the more time passes, the more I start to believe he's right. Maybe I deserve all of this."

Nicole. Men. They were the worst kind of animals and my husband happened to be a monster. The kind that’s supposed to be caged with a warning written in bold letters. Do you think it is strange that I was only filled with disgust right now? The hurt I felt long forgotten as I stared at the man standing in front of me. I felt like a thousand spiders were crawling around my body, their fangs kissing me. “Marcus” Even rolling his name around my mouth tasted like a bile of vomit. “Have some respect for God at least if you have no human decency.”

She stood in the center of the sunlit room, fire blazing in her eyes, every line of her body coiled with defiance. But I could already see it—the fracture. She hated this place. She hated me. And yet… When her gaze lingered on the balcony, the gardens stretching endlessly below, when her fingers brushed the velvet drapes too long, when her lips parted at the sight of endless books stacked in the library like treasures… that hatred flickered. I lived for those flickers.