Hate Me Love Me Novels & Stories

“Aw, dad, I understand Julian had bruised your ego so greatly after sleeping with the love of your life and getting your daughter pregnant." Mr. Parker bristled in anger. “SANDRA!" She smirked. “Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred... hatred cradles you.”

I groan, rolling my eyes. She giggles, taking her seat to continue eating. “Finally, my prayers have been heard. I give you 5 days to finally get over whatever is between you and finally take it off!” I sigh exhaustedly, as she adds. “You probably just need a good hate-fuck to get it all out of your systems and you two will be living happily ever after before you can scream ‘spank me harder’.” I gasp, throwing a napkin at her that she catches effortlessly. “You pervert!”

I silently hoped she got every single emotion, every word that gnawed at my heart. You’re not worthless. You’re not useless either. Don’t hate someone I don’t hate. Don’t hate someone I love.

“I don’t know how to love you and not hate you at the same time.” The silence stretched again, longer this time. Liam’s jaw tightened, his hands balling into fists at his sides. Then slowly, painfully, he walked to me. When he knelt in front of me, I felt my heart split open. His head lowered until his forehead pressed against my knees, his breath warm against my skin. “Then hate me,” he whispered. “Hate me, Ava. But don’t leave me. Don’t ever leave me.”

“Exactly. I don’t even know why you’re telling him no. He’s handsome, rich and more important head over heels in love with you. What do you need more?” There it came! Rhea was unable to suppress the anger which burned her at the words from her so-called friend. Wasn’t she supposed to understand that love could not be provided on demand? And Rhea was certain that she did not love Adam Crighton back, at least not in the way he was expecting her to. “Well, I need to love him too!” shouted Rhea now practically seeing red.

He sit near her and says jaan i love you I really do I can do anything for you.... In the past I do lot's of mistakes I hurt you internally and Uninternally many times but one thing is definitely is true and that is my love for you....i don't want to hurt you again so I finally realised that I need to change myself that's why I am doing this..... She crys listening this and hug him tightly..... I love you Ibrahim..... I love you too mehak..... Days turn into week week turn into month..... Mehak is four months pregnant

lianor, I know that you hated me, and I understand you, I understand you, because me too, me too I hated myself, me too I hate myself, me too I will always hate myself, whatever happens, whatever you do, whatever you say, whatever you choose, because that's what it is, a mother, a daughter, something that cannot be erased, cannot be forgotten, cannot be betrayed, cannot be lied to, cannot be hidden, cannot be fled, but can hate itself, detest itself, reject itself, hurt itself, destroy itself, annihilate itself, erase itself, forget itself, everything, everything, everything". I look at her, I look at her and I cry, I cry all the tears I have not cried, all the tears I have held back, all th

Because this—this place, this house, the moment was not right at all, in any way. Laura. Her chest tightened again, because she loved Laura, she really did, but currently, the thought of seeing her made something ugly twist inside her. It was jealously, resentment and something darker, she didn’t know what to name it. And she hated herself for feeling this way, but at the same time, she couldn’t help it. ‘I shouldn’t be feeling like this…’ she whispered under her breath, wiping her tears quickly, almost aggressively. But they didn’t stop and it wouldn’t stop. Every minute, their footsteps kept on getting closer, closer and louder.

“There won’t be an engagement, Luca. We ended a long time ago, didn’t we? Go marry Sophia. Give her the alliance. Give her everything you once promised me.” My gaze seemed to sting him. He threw my hand away. “Stubborn as ever. I shouldn’t have gone soft on you. Go ahead and destroy yourself. Don’t expect anyone to collect your body when you take this too far.” He turned and left. The Rizzo gate slammed shut behind him. The rain grew heavier. I stood under the streetlight, water streaming down from my hair. Then I dragged my suitcase forward, one step at a time. Behind me, the gates of both families were closed. But I was no longer a Colobo.

The tears came thick and fast, and I couldn't stop them. I hit my head with my palms, pulling at my hair in a fit of pure frustration. I hate her. I loathe her. I wish she'd just drop dead. No, you don't. Of course I don't! I screamed internally. I still liked her, and that was why it hurt so much. I'd had hope. For one stupid moment, I'd had hope that things were finally different, and she'd crushed it on a whim. Like I was nothing.