Hate Love Romance Novels & Stories

Jessica and Mirabelle were fan girls who were dying to meet the champion, they both held red roses in their hands and chanted. "He loves me, he loves me not". I blew my horn and suddenly dark untamed horses began running with speed when suddenly, the horses with its rider paved way for someone whose horse was a different color which was white. The two women gasped romantically, and I let go of the flag to see who it was that captured everyone's heart. We could only see the horse clearly but not it's rider and as I was about to see his face clearly, someone interrupted me. "Excuse me miss?" A tiny voice. I looked around to see who it was.

Why does he want to marry me? Why me? How he knows my all favorite taste I love white and golden, I love mango juice, I love that makeup and dresses, perfumes that I always dream of, even the sandwich I ate was onion-free and full of cheese and mayonnaise just like I always eat in the lunch..... How he knows that???

“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.”

and smashed his lips against hers. . . . . From hating someone from their hearts, their love was even grander than they could imagine that the hatred vanished in front of it. Sometimes saying ‘I love you actually didn’t seem enough to tell how much they loved each other. But maybe their eyes could speak a language of their own. His life was no longer his, and she couldn’t live a life without him. They were too good for each other but very bad for everyone else. But despite 100 problems all they needed was just that one reason to be with each other. This bliss was inevitable. The truth they couldn’t run away from. Maybe they even hated each other just to fall in love with each other….cause

He told everyone and himself daily that he hated her for what she did to his mother but deep inside he knew that he still loved her but now he felt something other than love for her and that emotion was more than his love and that was hate. Yes, he hated her but he still loved her too. Love and hate in one package Combination of two emotions that could never live with each other and if you brought them together, they only brought destruction. Love don't let give her pain and hate won't let her be happy. Total mess.

Leaning against me, she says, “I wasn’t expecting you to be so attractive.” Laughter escapes me. “It would have been better to argue with me if you didn’t find me so devastatingly handsome?” Running her hands over my shoulders like she already knows I’m hers, she laughs. “Your words, not mine.” “Are you calling them a lie?” “No, the truth is in there. I just hate that you already know it.” I work on the clasp at the back of her bra, popping it. “Hate is the opposite of love. Is that what it’s going to be with us? Love or hate with no in-between?”

I yelled back. "I hypnotized Alexander the day he realized you were his mate. I made him hate you for being weak and ugly. And even if I don't do that he'd still hate you, because he's a bastard. But, despite him being like that you'd always have a soft spot for him. You can't help yourself but get drawn to him despite hating him to the core! How can I win against him then?" Cedric's tears streamed down his cheeks and I know, he does love me so much. He loves me so much to the point he's become desperate for my affection. I know what he did was wrong but I have no right to correct him since he's telling the truth.

I cut her before she could continue, “She’s not you.” “What?” She asked, as if she didn’t hear me correctly. “She’s… Not… You…” Eirny’s POV: “Why would you even say something like that? She's not me? Shes fucking perfect for you, not me, God I…” He cut me off once again, “Tell me you hate me.” As if he could read my mind. “Tell me you hate me for loving you, for hating you. Just tell me you hate me.” He looked deeply into my eyes, as the words formed off his circular lips. “I hate you,” I broke out, the words coming out as a caress. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.” I spoke as if it was an enchantment. A word against what I actually feel. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.” He kisses m

“No, it’s nothing like that.” “Because I don’t seem to understand where I went wrong. I loved you—more than anything. I trusted you — more than anyone. I saved you from that maniac, took you out of your miserable life and made you Roman Blackwood’s wife and this is how you repay me?” “Roman, please don’t hate me, I’m sorry.” “I don’t hate you.” He said calmly. Tessa blinked through her tears, confused. Roman continued, his voice steady. “Hate requires emotion. What I feel for you now… is nothing.”

Rafael hugged Aurora tightly, pulling the blanket to cover both of their bodies. “I love you, Aurora. Starting tonight, and forever.” Aurora looked at him with a sincere smile, her eyes sparkling. “I love you too, Rafael.” Slowly, their eyes closed in the remnants of pleasure. The exhaustion and happiness of their wedding night added to the love that would continue to grow. ***