From Hate To Love Novelas e Histórias

News sites, social pages, accounts she'd never heard of, a text from Chloe that was entirely in capital letters and appeared to contain no actual words, just a sequence of exclamation marks and what looked like seven consecutive heart emojis. She sat up. The photograph had two million likes. She stared at that number for long enough that it stopped looking like a number and started looking like a shape she didn't recognize. Two million. People she would never meet, in places she would never go, had stopped their scrolling and pressed a small heart beneath a photograph of her and Julian on a marble staircase. She clicked into the comments without meaning to. *This is what true love looks like

Azalea chuckled at her cuteness and ran his hands across her soft skin. “We didn't know how to love you and hate you at the same time so we thought the best option was to leave” Alicia said with her head lowered in shame. Azalea pulled her closer to him so that she was cuddled up beside him on the other side. He kissed both their foreheads and said, “I'm sorry for putting you both in such a position, it was how I felt with you girls when we first met, I wanted you and didn't at the same time. I guess it was truly our fate, to hate and to love”

She got up from the bed and went to the corner. “Maddie?” Christian gaped and his eyes were like he saw a ghost in front of him. “You are so disgusting! Let’s break up, Christian! You deserve each other! Tomorrow, please leave this unit or else I will report you to the police!” I yelled angrily at them. I immediately turned around and was about to leave the unit but Christian grabbed my hand. I didn’t look at him. I don’t want to! “I am so sorry, Maddie. I love you but I love her too. I just can’t-” He got cut off because I slapped him so hard.

“I tried. God knows I tried. But every time, I failed. Despite everything, I fell in love with you — so deeply that for the first time in my life, I went against my father. I thought if I chose you, you’d choose me too. I thought you’d protect me. I believed in you, Dante.” “I know,” he said, his voice breaking. “I know — and that’s exactly why I hate myself. I’m a monster, Eveline. The same monster everyone says I am. I don’t deserve your love. From the start, you were too good for me — too pure, too beautiful to ever belong to someone like me. I knew that if I touched you, I’d hurt you. And still, I couldn’t stop. I was weak. I hurt you, and I’ll never forgive myself for it.”

Listening. Her words cut deeper than he expected. Later That Night... Grayson stood alone in his study, staring out at the rain cascading down the glass wall of windows. He hated this. He hated how wrong everything felt since their kiss. Since her. He hated that he could still taste her. Still feel the way she’d trembled in his arms. "She's just the nanny." That was what he told himself. Over. And over. But when he closed his eyes, all he saw was her defiant stare... her softness with Lily... her fire when she fought back.

I pointed at her with anger and hurt situated deep within my core. “We didn’t mean to do this…” Brittney started. “Didn’t mean to? You accidentally planned a wedding with my husband?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Congrats, Brittney. You are so clumsy” “Stop this. We just started talking and we happened to fall in love, Nicole” and he had the audacity to look at her with a smile on his face. My head rang and I reached for my hair, yanking at the roots, trying to focus on anything but the hurt trying to swallow me whole.

"When Mango saw Haniya's shy expression, she couldn't help but recall what she was like five years ago." She was once like that too when she faced Nathaniel. "She wanted to show him only her best sides because she loved him. Hence, she would try to cover her shortcomings because she liked him." That was the feeling of being in love! "After that, Mango felt nostalgic as she smiled and said, ""Love is a beautiful thing, so follow your feelings and desires. Even if you fail to do so, you'll have no regrets because you've tried your best. Love is like sugar. The person who has tasted its sweetness will be filled with happiness. Love is also sour. Alas! You would doubt it because of the people yo

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For a person, mental pain is worse than physical pain, which he used to struggle with every night. It is very painful to have a person who hates you and to keep on living with his hatred. More painful than letting the person go. And my father also thought better to bear her hatred than to leave her. If he had left her, then perhaps he would have thought of being happy with someone else, but he invited his own ruin by keeping my mother and letting her hate grow. Can you be happy without taking anything by giving unconditional love to someone who doesn’t love you? Never, because the human heart is greedy. So hungry for love that it does not hold back from shedding blood to get love.

I sighed. " it doesn't have to be" he whispered. " come back to me Mia Bella come back to me my love" he said placing his forehead against mine. Tears fell from my eyes as i heard a name i haven't heard in a while it broke my heart to know that what he wanted wasn't possible not until i finished what i started.