Hate-love Novels & Stories

I chanted the words like saying sorry to her for falling in love with the person who was a nightmare in her world but a beautiful dream in mine, There is a thin line between love and hate. One line that separates two devastating feelings of the world. Both of them carry the same strong obsessional feelings of complication that you don't realize crossing the sacred line. One moment you're hating him for hurting someone close to you and the next moment you find reasons to divert the truth of the incident only to assure yourself from any guilt.

I said acidly. “Have you ever considered.” He leaned along the edge of the table to put his elbow near me. Resting his cheek on it. “How close love and hate really are.” “They’re opposites.” “Yet you can’t have one without the other.” He countered in that sing song purr he seemed to have mastered. “If you love someone, you must know moments of true hatred for the power they have over you. True anger for the pain they’ve put you through. To truly hate someone, you had to have had genuine affection for them at some point, or you’d not care about them rather then feel hatred.”

I shook my head, a frown forming on my face. “Of course not…I hate him. But I do miss the sex. It sucks. It makes me feel like a hypocrite. How can I hate someone and love fucking them?” I asked. Ria laughed. “Haven't you heard? Hate isn't the opposite of love. They're sisters.” She replied. I chuckled, and shook my head. “Yeah…but I didn't say anything about love. I said I love the sex.” I told her. She wiggled her brows at me. “I didn't say I wasn't talking about sex.” She replied.

“They were brought up with the thought that they have no choice but to marry each other one day. Rocky hated the idea. He blames Leigh for the agreement..” “I know. I know..” Kade held his palms up to calm his protesting friends and let him finish. “It took him years of practice - years of mental conditioning that he hated Leigh. Have you heard of the saying the more you hate, the more you love? That’s what happened to Rocky. He keeps saying he hates her, but he can’t live without her. Hate is not the opposite of love. Apathy is. If he was indifferent to Leigh, I would be the first to say he doesn’t love her.”

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" ......................................................

"You've got to be kidding me! I don't like her, not at all! If ever, it's hatred." "Really?" Leroy smirked. I stared at them deadpan as they started laughing. "Whatever you say..." Dax said, deepening his voice for effect, "but remember, there's a thin line between love and hatred. For sure that hate you are feeling will turn into love. And before you know it, you'll be trapped. And you won't be able to escape until you accept it." Pshh. Nonsense. The words still haunted me. What did Dax mean? I wasn't in love that was for sure. I've had many flings, but why would hating someone bother me so much?

“We’re working on it. And by working on it, I mean that we argue and bait each other and then go home and think about how much we hate each other.” After they gave their orders for a second round, Harrison said, “You know, I’ve always thought that hate and love were related.” Caleb groaned. “Not this again.” “No, I want to hear this,” Heath said. “What’s your theory?” “Only that love and hate both make people do stupid things, and they both bring out strong emotions. If you love somebody, you care about them; if you hate somebody, you care about them, in a twisted kind of way. You have a connection.” Harrison sipped his beer in thoughtful silence.

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.”

I apologized. “No. I am not angry my dear. We understand how you are feeling but this is fate” She started. “Some marriages are arranged but they end up with love. Can’t you see me and your father?” Oh that story! We found it boring. Annabelle and I wished our love stories to be full of adventures – maybe that was why God gave me the world best man to marry, the dark lord!

“And so is love.” “Then it’s a good thing I love you.” I tell him softly. “There’s no more room for hate in my heart when it comes to Michael Black. In due time, I’ll learn about this darkness you speak of, but until then, I’m content with the Michael Black I have come to know.” His breath shakes. “And in the days when this Michael Black is nonexistent, Ada, what happens then?” “I’ll be angry and disappointed,” I smack a kiss on his lips with a chuckle. “And I’ll smack you across the face, curse at you…” Michael chuckles, and that warms my heart. “But I will never hate you.”