Hate Or Love Me Quotes Novels & Stories

She clears her throat, looking like a Disney villain with her curly hair, shiny eyes, and bold red lipstick, giving off a vibe that screams, "Fuck me now." Suddenly, Olvia’s words pop into my head: Her face and those wet legs... damn, I’m getting hard. I’ve never compared any women before, but ever since Olvia came into my life, every other woman just seems so unattractive to me.

“I. Love. You.” Setting his gaze back on me without stopping to trace the letters, he makes me melt under the sensation of him saying those words to me. “Sorry,” I gulp, blinking repeatedly as my brain seems to reboot. “I just got distracted. Would you say it again?” He smiles and lowers his voice further until it isn’t more than just a husky whisper, repeating the words my heart had been yearning for so long, “I love you.” “Again.” “I love you.” I take a deep breath as I fear I’d suffocate any moment and flash him a smile.

“Cancer. We found out too late. And instead of spending those last months with her, I was in meetings. Traveling. Handling deals that didn’t matter.” His grip tightened on the glass until his knuckles turned white. “She never said it, but I know… I know she died thinking I loved my work more than I loved her.” The words were raw, filled with self-loathing, and Sienna felt her heart shatter for him. “That’s not true,” she said softly. He let out a hollow laugh. “Isn’t it? I should’ve been there more. I should’ve done more.” Sienna moved before she could think, reaching out and placing her hand over his. His skin was warm, his fingers tense beneath hers.

I inquired, my gaze fixed on his. He responded to my words with an irritated tone, "Of course I like you." "You know, there's a big difference between liking and loving someone. We like everyone, but not everyone loves us. Rachit." Harsh said the same thing to me earlier, and I'm very sure I didn't get it. I don't know how I'm going to give him a speech about the difference between love and hate if I'm confused myself. Harsh was right; I needed to sort out my confusion. Despite being so close to Rachit, why am I suddenly recalling Harsh's words?

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.

It has always been you. Seeing your eyes full of hatred towards me is killing me. Just like you, I have lost many people in my life. I have suffered too!!! Your hash words were like swords through my heart. How can you ever doubt me? My love for you? I know I am late, but the love has blossomed long before in my heart, it was just my stupid brain did realize late.

but I couldn't say that out loud. "I could have anyone I fucking want, all the girls at school love me. No one loves you." -Not as much as I loved you. This made her fists start to tremble in anger now and her jaw was shut tight. "I don't need anyone to fucking love me. Love is a waste of time. I'd rather everyone hate me!" She almost yelled. She was insulted but there was also something else. Something I couldn't quite make out.

And I thought that love was not enough on its own. You had to keep choosing it. Every day. Even when everything was pressing in.

"The man who loves to hate me." And his hatred has become my fixation, a twisted allure I'm powerless to resist.

she said truthfully. "That our relationship will fail like the last time?" She nodded. He cupped her face with his hands. "I know we may not have the perfect compatibility." he said softly. He took a step closer, his eyes pleading. "But what we have is something deeper. We love each other, even if we sometimes fail to understand one another. Our love is real. And with it, we can face our flaws together. Because the truth is, I can’t find peace without you by my side. No matter how difficult things get, I'll never leave you again... I can't live without you, Angel." his voice cracked slightly as he continued, "And whenever we feel like giving up... we’ll look at our kids. They will remind us