Hate Love Romance Novels & Stories

Olivia has loved Joseph for as long as she can remember. Their love has survived childhood, distance, misunderstandings, and the cruel circumstances that once threatened to tear them apart. But just when Olivia believes she can finally have the life she has always dreamed of, everything changes. Joseph has a twin brother, Jordan—and unlike Joseph, Jordan has never wanted Olivia anywhere near his family. His hatred for her runs deeper than she could ever understand. When old wounds are reopened and secrets begin to surface, Olivia finds herself caught between the love she has always cherished and the hatred of a man determined to make her pay for a past she never asked for. S

His gaze traced her like he was reading a book that only he was permitted to touch. “If you hate me…” That smile returned—thinner, darker. “I like you even more.” Hazel froze. Diego leaned forward, locking eyes with her without giving her space to flee. “Hate is more honest than attraction, Hazel. And I trust your hate… more than your rejection.” He straightened his back, then added in a voice that was almost a whisper: “So, hate me as much as you like. Because it only makes me want to possess you more.”

How could I explain that my lover was married—and I was not the bride? I had no plans of coming back soon. Not until I found the right words to answer her questions. Henry — damned wherever he is with that bitch of a wife. They were perfect for each other: a pretender and a troublemaker. How had I once thought we were perfect? Maybe coming to the library wasn’t a good idea; it dragged my thoughts back to that bastard, and I hated myself for it.

I was exhausted from trying to be two different people, the Lena who plotted revenge with Nicole and Jake, and the Lena who couldn't stop falling for Jace Dawson despite every reason not to. "Tell your friends the truth," he said softly, stopping in the middle of the hallway to press a kiss to my forehead. "It's about time, isn't it?" I sighed, leaning into him for just a moment. "Finally!" Some girl whooped from across the hall. "I told you they would get together! I told you that thing with Noah wouldn't last. They were always meant to be. The enemies-to-lovers arc is chef's kiss." Her friend rolled her eyes. "Okay, whatever. Your ship won."

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.

I roared her name, slamming deep one final time as I exploded inside her, hot and violent, filling her until I had nothing left. We clung to each other, panting, trembling, drenched in sweat. For a long moment, there was only the sound of our breathing and the faint hum of the refrigerator. I pressed my forehead to hers, still buried inside her, both of us shaking. “This…” I rasped. “This isn’t over.” Her lips curved into a weak, breathless smile. “I still hate you.” But her eyes God, her eyes betrayed her. And I knew then: hate had never tasted so much like love.

Then, without warning, her voice rang out, sharp and trembling with a mixture of anger and desperation. “Why do you need me? Can’t you just let me go? I hate you.” The words stung. They cut deeper than I was willing to admit. I stood still, absorbing her fury, but her hatred didn’t have the effect she was hoping for. It only made me more determined. More resolute. Her words barely had time to hang in the air before she raised her weak hands and slammed them—one after another—into my chest, her small fists landing with little force but full of rage. Each hit, though soft, was like a reminder of her pain, her struggle.

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.

“We both know it would hurt you more if Easton Marzel will be the one to give you this pain…. “He whispered against her lips, all the while drinking into her shimmering hues. Flora refused to look away from him because she needed to see the intensity of his hatred for her. She needed to know how much the person she had started loving more than her own self hated her and she was witnessing it in his fatal gaze clearly and with no shield. Peering into her glossy hues which were still shedding tears. He saw a fat tear rolling down from her cheek. His gaze followed it keenly which made him lean closer to her and then he pressed his lips against that tear on her. Flora felt his lips touching the

“I will love to take you to your mom! It’s good you see her , I know you won’t want to stay with her but just seeing her will be ok. But you can give her a visit anytime if that will be ok by you! His dad suggested!” “Father can you just stop talking about that woman? She’s not my mother and she will never be! She’s not even a human, I hate her not even in her coffin would I give him the last respect any corps deserves! She’s evil father!” Kai is saying this at the top of his voice, from the way he talks, you his father can see anger, hatred and a lot of regret in his voice. There’s no way his dad can force him to rap what he dose not want to! Tomorrow is school and he is afraid Kai may not