Hate Love Romance Novels & Stories

"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…!!" Just like that, his lips crashed on mine and I tried my hands in defence to push him away. And he got more and more enraged. And pinned my arms above my head and kissed with more force. There was no love or passion… I felt only revenge. And through the kiss, he showed me how painful it would get until I tasted the blood. Just like that first kiss was stolen away by him…!

Internally delighted, he said to her, "Tell him I'll be taking on classes if he treats you right. Of which he better, or I'll grill his ass." He traced her swollen lips with his thumb, fighting the urge to plunge on them again. "I've wanted a ton of harm to you, I can't deny that, but never have I wanted you to not exist. It's been a tough time hating you. The toughest time even. It's crazy how despite all that I still can't help loving y..." He paused. "I still can't help loving to hate you so dam' much. I know I hurt you by stealing your first kiss. The hurt is the only part I apologize for, but not for the kiss, because while I stole your first," his blue orbs still glued on her lips. "Yo

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!

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.

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

I will like to inform you that a book two of this currently underway and i would let you guys know when i would be posting it. And yippe...Who wants to see George and Nicole' s Love story and how their love story turned out. I would post the link here as once i am done. But be sure the Book 2 of Hate to Love would be posted here Anticipate. Please feel free to leave comments. Thanks a whole lot. Hope you enjoyed reading the book

That being said, what was the answer to his question? “I still hate you, Rayan. And I probably will for the rest of my life.” I declared, looking straight into his eyes, honesty dripping from my breath. “But I’ve learned to love hating you.” I placed my hands over his, still holding my face, and pressed my forehead against his. “And there’s nothing else I want to do more than hate you.” He gave a brief, bitter smile. “I guess it doesn’t get more romantic than that, does it, feisty?”

Hope Hate it radiates from every cell in my body. It burns with every breath i take as i drag my tired feet through the mud beneth me forcing myself to stand when i hear the men shouting from the door keeping us locked in this god forsaken place. I can hear the cough of a small girl no more than 10 in the cell next to mine, her chains rattiling with every shake of her shoulders. i wonder what she did to get here. Shes weak we all are, no food or water for two days will do that to you. The dougens smell of sulfure and desparation. Its dark with a single dimly lit lantern sitting in the corner. It flickers from the small breeze coming from beneath the doungen door. My name is hope, its kind of

Not seeing any other way out of this one, I answer "I love reading: Romance novels, Watching: Romance movies, listening to and singing to-" "Romance songs" he completes, rudely cutting me off with a smirk in place. "You're way off bro, I meant to say, "love songs" I proudly correct to which he chuckles, "Same difference" He quips, with a scoff at me like he finds my likes childish and amusing. I shrug, same difference or not I love proving his arrogant self wrong. "So, you're a Romantic, shocking" He smiles as if noticing a new side of me.

There’s a thin line between love and hate. You may hate the person all you want but then the hate you are feeling can possibly turn you too attached to that person. Then you realize that you are slowly falling and falling and falling. And when you try to back out, you can’t. Because you have fallen completely. In love. And that’s what Patrice and L had. They were too busy hating each other that they found themselves falling way too deep with each other. “We’re here.” L said as he stopped at a huge mansion.