Books About Love And Hate Novels & Stories

"Sissaye, Evangeline and I love each other, so it's not an obsession. But I don't love you. You just fall in love with me unilaterally. That's an obsession. Don't let me miss the good person around you." This was even more unbearable than refusing Sissaye. She suddenly felt a little envious and a little hateful. "Zion, I don't want to be disfigured because of love, but I hate Evangeline! I hate her very much! If you want me to give you my blessings, I can't do it! What's more, she has caused you to undergo further investigation, and it is very likely that she will let you take off your military uniform. I will be irreconcilable with her! I will not let her go! I must figure out what she is g

When my real parents found me and I discovered that I was a legitimate heir all along who should’ve been living a privileged life, I hated Micah for stealing the wealth and glory that should've been mine. "Then, I learned you took Nancy's wealth and privilege too. I couldn't help but see you as being just like Micah. I felt an instinctive hatred toward you. It was as if despising you was the only thing that would make me feel like everything was finally right in the world. "A real heir should be with another real heir, so I moved in with Nancy. Beyond that, it was also because Nancy was my first love, the one I could never have. She left me for Micah all those years over money, and I was bit

Instead, she looked at him with a mix of guilt and longing, aware that she had hurt him deeply in the past. Nova took a step closer to Austin, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know I hurt you, and you have every right to hate me." Her words hung in the air, a mixture of regret and longing. Austin's response was swift. "I don't hate you; I hate your husband." His words were laced with venom, and Nova's eyes locked onto his, filled with a deep understanding.

Her heels were clicking on the floor and it annoyed Jonathan so much as he wasn’t used to that sound and more importantly, he was trying to focus on the newspaper. With a determined resolve, Hazel locked eyes with him. “I will only believe that my husband is dead when I see his lifeless body in the mortuary. Until then, all this talk of a levirate contract and marrying you is ultimate bullshit!” Her voice wavered slightly, but her conviction was unwavering and she was snarling at him.

It's a dangerous mix of hate and love, and I don't know which feeling will prevail. "Boys. "I say. "Boys? In plural? He looks at me with wide eyes. "They are twins.

A suffocating weight settled on my chest. Years ago, Giselle loathed Jordan's dad for forcing her mom into a miserable marriage, while Jordan hated Giselle's mother for driving his own mom to suicide. For a decade, they despised each other. But after they met me, their toxic rivalry strangely shifted into a competition over who could treat me better. Eventually, real feelings developed between Jordan and me, and our families capitalized on it to finalize our marriage. Ten years had passed in the blink of an eye. Being fiercely protected by both of them for so long had made me forget a fundamental truth: I was only ever a transactional tool for a family alliance.

I nodded my head, anticipating her explanation, "Here's the analogy behind that mantra, hatred can't be hidden for so long but love can. An angry person has every tendency to destroy a whole pack, though it's not a good thing right?" I nodded my head, "Here's the education the mantra carries, there's much that can be done with hatred than love, know which to use and when to use it." I paused trying to unravel what she just said, "There's much that can be done with hatred than with love, knowing which to use and when to use it." "That's not all, "A heart filled with hatred is more effective than that filled with love, also don't pity a man who's in love, pity a man who harbors hatred within h

said Camellia's heart, trying to revive the hatred that had been growing within her. Love and hate are sometimes only slightly different, in fact there is almost no boundary between the two. Someone who initially really loves, can turn in an instant to hate. On the other hand, those who hate too much can turn back into love. The first phase has been passed by Camellia, who at first she really loved Crish, now she hates that man. Don't let everything change again.

Luca They say there's a fine line between love and hate: you cannot live with one without the other. You can only walk one line with the other mimicking parallel. In some instances, you have to make those who love you hate you. And vice versa, those who hate you love you, and I wholly believe that. But there's a fine line between rage and freight that interconnects with the love and hate you feel for someone. The rage that comes from the anguish of actions made by others toward a person of interest is one of the most potent emotions to arise from loving or hating someone.

I guess one would go as far as to say that love and hate are always intertwined, they are always nexus causal relationships that cannot be separated. But I think everyone is capable of hate, even the people that love the most. Hell, I think the more you love the more hate you are probably going to feel. Hate is developed in order to protect the people you love, and there are just people who are just terrible beings no matter what. I wonder if I was one of them, “here it shows that the seers didn’t help just everyone” I said looking at their files.