Hate Love Romance Novels & Stories

“Albeit I expected something new, something different came out entirely. Looking at your face, I was not looking at the same girl I met and was once obsessed with three years ago, rather at the lady that broke me. Aversion like I have never felt before grew in my heart and the need to make you suffer conquered the need to show my deceased love for you.” “I would went on battling with the thought you’re not my dead fiancé and rather the beautiful young girl I met, and then it hits me. I’m trying to fall in love when my first time didn’t exactly end well, the second, third, all I have been without love does not fit in a happy ending even. So I decide to hate you instead, however the hatred, th

Although I have only spent a short amount of time with Raymond, I can't deny that my feelings for him have grown stronger and more intense with each passing moment. I gently released his lips and looked deeply into his large hazelnut-colored eyes, feeling a flood of emotions. "Raymond, I love you," I confessed sincerely, my voice trembling slightly. "I've loved you for a long time, babygirl. Now, let's go get your belongings so you can move your things in. Right after I try to get you pregnant a few more times," he said with a tender yet confident tone.

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.

He grabbed me by the collar and pushed my back against the wall, his forearm pressed tightly against my throat. His nose flared, eyes red, face dark in a way I've never seen before. I could even feel killing intent from him. “Ronan Devereaux, I underestimated how despicable you could get.” He spat, eyes blazing. For some reason, seeing the passionate hate in his eyes and his barely restrained desire to kill me, my heart began to race. I wanted to wrap his arms around my neck and give him the knife myself. Perhaps, the tightness in his chest that made his breathing erratic would be no more.

She still looks at me like she wants to kill me. And that single look sends a raw, electric jolt straight through my veins, hotter than the aged whiskey still burning on my tongue. Fifteen years of poison and unresolved war ignite between us in one searing second. Her hazel eyes burn with pure, unfiltered hatred, her full red lips pressed into a thin, furious line. My pulse thunders in my ears. My cock twitches hard against the confines of my tuxedo pants, already half-hard from nothing more than her glare.

she moaned while closing her eyes. "I haven't been hearing from Jon for the past three weeks now and I have no idea where he could have been or what he is doing. Gosh!" she said, worriedly. Even though she has been trying to convince herself that she has moved on and she doesn't care about Jon again, she knew she still cares for him, she still couldn't get his image off her head every day. Even in her sleep, she always had dreams of him, of their beautiful moments, she knew she was still into him. "It's not like he is a bad fella," she said with a slight rosiness. "Rose stop it, you know he is a cheater and a player" she yelled inwardly, trying to wake herself up from this damnable love. But

She was so high and walking around. “Ahhh, I need to go to the Eiffel Tower. I must meet the one for me. Hek!” She said to herself. She was so red because of being so high. She reached the Eiffel Tower area. “Oh, what’s so beautiful about this?” She said while looking at it. “Where is my true love? Where is the one for me?” She walked around but then… “Hey, are you that popular actress, Maddie?” Someone approached her and the guy looked like a gangster. Maddie’s eyes squinted and she couldn’t see him properly.

Sierra replied in a sad tone. Nora seemed extremely surprised. Her eyes widened as she exclaimed, "What? A hacker?" "And now I have to get married to Zeke as soon as possible." Sierra almost burst into tears again. Nora sighed. She spread her arms to hug her. "Don't worry. it will be okay." While Sierra was facing the other side, she couldn't see the strange expression on Nora's face. >>>> A few hours afterward, Sierra stood in front of her mirror, preparing to get dressed. Zeke asked her on a date. The asshole could not contact her because he knew she was going to reject him immediately.

He raised her face and his breath froze. Hazel possessed a captivating beauty that left an indelible impression on those who beheld her. Regardless of the tears, she was able to lock Jonathan in her eyes. Her face was a symphony of delicate features, where a singular beauty mole graced the canvas just below her button-like nose. This charming imperfection added a subtle allure, drawing attention to the elegant curve of her upper lip.

Cause the elevator stops dead in it tracks. Dante pressed some buttons but it didn't work. Great I am stuck in the elevator with him. I seat leaning my head against elevators mirror. Dante is still pressing buttons and the noise of it is getting on my nerves. "You know pressing buttons won't help." I say. "Yeah right seating will." He says. "I am saving energy. This is a very old, damaged elevator." I say. "Great. A huge company doesn't have a safe, working elevator. You hate me for buying your share of the company. If you love your company buy a good elevator for it instead of hating me." He replies.