Hate Me Love Me Novels & Stories

HIM ~~~ It’s incredible what you can get done when love and spite are pushing you toward your goal. For example, I love Jade, but I despise her, and those two reasons drove me to the heart of New York City. I got a new car some years back, a car that Jade hasn’t been inside so I can forget her. And I tried to forget her so hard; I burned our pictures, changed anything that she had touched. One of the only things I still have is that underwear. It intoxicates me to know she wore it. Turns me the fuck on.

☆Daniel☆ My fists were tightly balled and my chest weighed down, yet the moment her gaze met mine, my voice vanished again. I could see the pure hatred in her eyes, a stark contrast to the woman I once knew. The woman who always looked at me with so much love and hope. What else could I have anticipated after what I did to her, when she had been nothing but a devoted wife? “Say something! Are you really this stupid?” Kate yelled at me.

“My memories.” His eyes met hers. “Your memories too.” Evelyn swallowed. “Can you control it?” “For now.” “And when you can’t?” Alexander looked away. “Then you won’t be talking to me anymore.” Evelyn shook her head. “No.” “Evelyn.” “No.” “You have to understand.” “I understand that you’re still in there.” “That might not matter.” “It matters to me.” He looked at her. She stepped closer. “You told me once that hatred was safer than love.”

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

He loves me! Told you… My subconscious said smugly. Add a little spice to this, make him beg more. I pushed myself away from him and kept a cold look. 'I already hate you, Ame, there is nothing you can do to change that.' 'No, you can't hate me, you can't,' he said shakily. My heart melted at the sea of tears flowing down his cheeks. 'No, tu non mi odi, non potrai mai odiarmi. Mi ami, Cookie, mi avevi promesso che mi avresti sempre amato. Non puoi odiarmi, non puoi perché mi ami e siamo fatti per stare insieme.' He started saying softly, like a psychopath, before shouting at the end. (No, you don't hate me, you will never hate me. You love me, Cookie, you promised me you would always love me

H e smiled and wiped m y tears and rested his forehead against mine. "Laksh neve hate m e . Keep loving m e like this. Plz ne-never hate m e , even i f sometimes I may act like stupid but -but plz dont even hate m e Laksh. You - you have spoiled m e by your love. Now i f you will hate m e then I wont b e able t o live....." I told him m y all insecurities and hugged him tightly.

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

I pursued my lips again, gritting those words out like an unbreakable vows, " I hate you.. that you smile..at another man...but hates..me....Yes..I fucking hate you..Now..I will do something that...you will hate me the most... Since...I can't..be..the man..you love..I want to be..the man that...you hate..the most...I will.. take.. Ryan away... from you.. until... you are..at my mercy... begging.."

My stomach dropped even as the words left my mouth. Why did I say that? My rage and the pain had driven me to a level of insanity. He paused to tilt his head down at me. “You don’t know what hate is, Saria. If you did when you said such things, it’d be that much more lovely.” “I do hate you. I’ve learned enough of what it is, to know I feel it for you.” “If you can hate me then you could learn to love me. Give me all the things I want without ropes or chains.”

everyone hates me…everyone hates me…everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me. I clean myself up and walk back to my office, I’m tired of living this life. My father hated me, my mother hated me, aunt Clara tolerates me, my employees despise me, the rest of my family couldn’t care less about me, I have no friends or comrades, I’m alone so alone.