From Hate To Love Novels & Stories

I whispered with a low smile. She hummed but a sad look crossed her face. I rolled my bottom lips inside my mouth and waited patiently for her to say something. " But he hates me. Hate is such a strong emotion more stronger than love. He may have liked me back if he doesn't hate me." She pointed out. I smiled. Hate can never be stronger than love. Love is the connection of two souls but not hate. Love is permanent and the latter is temporary. " Suppose Zach loved you but you despised him to every extent." She asked.

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.

she asked, popping a piece of chocolate into her mouth. "Dad knows him, he wants this," I explained, causing her to sigh. Living with that jerk before marriage is the worst thing I can imagine, but I have no choice. "Forget it, Sofia. I've accepted that no one can love me," I said, feeling defeated. "So, when are you both moving?" Sofia asked, catching my attention. "Maybe tomorrow. Can you believe I haven't even met his family yet?" I said, shocked. Marrying someone you hate, and on top of that, not even meeting his family - just wow.

Once he understood a wide arrogant smirk made its way to his lips as she glared at him with anger. .................................................. "They say love nullifies hate, I say hate is a catalyst to love" ......................................................

The opposite of teaching hate is teaching love and appreciation - not tolerance or blindness. If hate is ice, then love is warmth and tolerance is a cold neutral. If you want to melt ice, be warm. If you want to combat hate then love with a passion. Instead of "blindness" show others how to see beauty in whom they fear. Show them how to make the loving bonds of true and lasting friendship. If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't

Love. END

“Good. that's all the answer I need.” END OF FLASHBACK The only thing that kept the girl moving was her hate and Mercedes was scared that one day the hate in her heart would consume all the space for love. Hate was like fire, love was water and sometimes there are some kinds of fire that water can't put out. FLASHBACK

my voice trailed off and I ended up in Finn’s arms, crying bitterly. “Maybe you do not know… but there’s a only a thin line, a very thin line, between love and hate” “It might not be love… but he definitely feels something less than hate for you…”

I don't believe in marriage and love, or whatever nonsense this world invented. Because if love was real, married couples wouldn't separate, like what Adam and I are planning to do eventually. If love was true, there wouldn't be parentless children in orphanages. If love was real, men wouldn't seek other women even if they were married, like Crisanto - oh yeah, he's my biological father - ever since high school I stopped calling him Dad, why bother? He never loved me or my Mom. I don't know if he loved my mom or if he just stayed for the money.

Now I have to figure out how… I know she will end up hating me, and I am okay with it. At least she won’t be able to take me down. She won’t be able to fuck up everything I have worked so hard to accomplish. I know she is digging into the Italians and they are dangerous. I need to her to come after me and leave them. I can’t control what they do and I can control everything that happens on my side. I don’t want her to end up dead. Not when I can have her by my side. Hating me. But by my side. What is hate if not an extension of love? Everyone says love and hate walk hand in hand. The way I see it, there’s nothing more powerful than hate. “Jagger,” I let out as he answered the phone. Fuck the