Hate To Love Books Novels & Stories

Hi, Thanks for clicking my book and reading it. The book is the 3rd in the Richwood series. The first book is titled 'From Hate To Love' and it is on this platform. you can check it out. Though you can read this book as a standalone as well. The 2nd series is the continuation of 'From Hate to love' and it would be uploaded in subsequent days. Thanks for understanding. This book is a work of fiction and the sole creation of mine. This book is not permitted to be posted anywhere else. Please do enjoy the book.

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Most of the romance books he read in the past are rather cliche, untrue and misleading because such love in books doesn't exist in this modern day society. What is the essence of love when it will only come back to haunt you? Love itself is a lie, being a stoic and hard to get type of guy he is has helped him from hurting. There's no way to give a clear explanation on it but that is it. Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts taking up his mind, he focused on reading the book in front of him. That's the only way he can spend his night, peacefully. ***** Next Day....

“But how come? You’ve always hated me. Why were you hurt when I started dating Steven?” “Can't you see? Hate is the second strongest emotion to love. I only hated you because I loved you, because I couldn’t be with you.” What kind of crap show is this? I reached for the remote and changed it to a basketball game. Yes, this makes more sense. Sports, not stupid love dramas. Hate is masked as love. Ridiculous.

~Amber’s POV~ What is hate? Hate (noun): intense or passionate dislike. Hate (noun): a feeling of strong aversion or intense hostility toward someone or something. Hate (verb): to feel extreme animosity or disgust for; to despise utterly. Hate (noun): the emotion of wishing to actively harm or destroy another person, fueled by rage, resentment, or perceived betrayal. Hate (noun): the opposite of love; a consuming fire that replaces affection with the desire for retribution.

I had learnt something else, something which had changed my mindset. From all my observations in the past month, I had figured out that Hate was way more stronger than Love. Love was nothing but fantasy, something read in storybooks and viewed in movies. It was something mistaken by others as real and true, while it was truly nothing but mere lust compounded with desire and sexual need. Something which our body hormones toy with us.

I firmly believe that love can connect even things as different as Light and Darkness, which is why I wrote this series of 4 books to show my little vision. Believe it or not, love has enormous power, so great that even the smallest gesture of it can break down walls of hatred and selfishness, which in recent years poison our hearts more and more. People hurt others for no good reason, just to feel better themselves, however, this is a short-term effect. If you really want to feel better, spread love around you, not hate. For the love you give will make it grow a hundred times more in your heart, not diminish. Love is the only feeling that the more you share, the more you have it. Isn't that

____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh I'm doin' time It's a real fight But its all right Sometimes I just hate to love you~ Her voice rang in my ear and brought me back from the La La land of my thoughts as she completed the song. I know she is looking at me. I can feel her glare on me.... Her voice held pain, anger, hatred all directed at me..... I looked up when our professor said, "woah that was intense! You so beautifully spoke your emotions with the lyrics! And you

He barked. I was short of words and sobbed silently, as he turned and left without looking back. He didn’t even want to hear my side of the story… but why would he? I was the woman he hated… Anger, pain and hatred seared through me like an active volcano. I felt like a thousand spears had pierced through my heart as I wiped my tears. Elijah Reed, from now on, you’re dead to me.

News sites, social pages, accounts she'd never heard of, a text from Chloe that was entirely in capital letters and appeared to contain no actual words, just a sequence of exclamation marks and what looked like seven consecutive heart emojis. She sat up. The photograph had two million likes. She stared at that number for long enough that it stopped looking like a number and started looking like a shape she didn't recognize. Two million. People she would never meet, in places she would never go, had stopped their scrolling and pressed a small heart beneath a photograph of her and Julian on a marble staircase. She clicked into the comments without meaning to. *This is what true love looks like