Hate-love Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

well I have another reason to hate her By now I thought first to check whether is an innocent or culprit but it's enough now she will have to bear every pain for what she has done till now with my country Now the actual game will begin, the game of hate and love. Be ready Ahana because I am going to destroy you in hate with the weapon of love.

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

Ariadne felt a sharp pain in her stomach and her face paled. Xander too, was taken aback for a moment. However, he quickly collected himself as Jennifer held Ariadne and helped her sit. "Now you can leave and never try to interfere in my life again." He wasn't bother about the blood dripping from Ariadne's head. He turned and walked towards the room. Ariadne was enraged. "Xander Blake," Xander paused in his track before turning around. "I hate you, Xander. And I hate myself for ever loving you." Ariadne's face was covered in blood and tears.

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.

“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.”

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

As if she could hear my inner turmoil, Rosa paused when she reached the door, resting her hand on the doorknob, her back towards me, she called "Andera" "Yeah." "Your feelings aren't contradictory, because the opposite of love isn't hate. It's indifference. If you loved someone and they did something to you so bad that It kills all the love you had for them, what you feel is indifference. You see them, and they're like a stranger to you; you feel nothing, nothing at all. But if you love someone and they hurt you so bad that you start hating them, it's because you still love them, and you're just sad and angry that they could hurt you." She turned to face me, her onyx eye glassy, and she star

“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