Hate To Love Novels & Stories

Jarrel started, his voice hoarse, but she cut him off again, her anger and grief spilling over. “I try every day to hate you,” she said, her voice cracking as more tears fell. “I try so hard to make you hate me, to make you push me away. But no matter what I do, I can’t stop loving you, and I don’t want to love you! I want to hate you so much that it hurts. I want to hate you so much that I could kill you.”

~~~ Chase clenched his jaw. “Sophia," "Don't call my name from your mouth! Don’t call my name! Is this how this is all going to end?! You destroyed my life, Chase. You took away everything I ever lived for and this is how you end up treating me in the end? You murdered my parents, stole my peace and kept me captive with you! It still wasn't enough. You went ahead to touch me without my permission. You did things to me. You used me to cheat on your fiancé. You endangered my life by using me to get rid of a woman who loved you! You married me and kept me as a dirty little secret, Chase. You impregnated me and now? You want to end everything. You want me to just forget every single thing that h

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

“You and I—we’re past that.” “I don’t believe that,” I said. “Because if we were, your hands wouldn’t be shaking right now.” Her eyes widened, and she quickly pulled her hand away from the table, hiding it under her lap. I’d hit the nerve I wasn’t supposed to. I stood up, moving around the table until I was beside her. She looked up, startled. I leaned closer, not touching her, but close enough for her to feel my breath. “I know you hate me,” I whispered. “But the thing about hate... is that it doesn’t come without love first.”

He grabbed me by the collar and pushed my back against the wall, his forearm pressed tightly against my throat. His nose flared, eyes red, face dark in a way I've never seen before. I could even feel killing intent from him. “Ronan Devereaux, I underestimated how despicable you could get.” He spat, eyes blazing. For some reason, seeing the passionate hate in his eyes and his barely restrained desire to kill me, my heart began to race. I wanted to wrap his arms around my neck and give him the knife myself. Perhaps, the tightness in his chest that made his breathing erratic would be no more.

"I hate this guy" "You mean you love him" my conscience said To be continued,likes comment and click the love symbol to add to your library

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.

Her sufferings, pain, and sadness were a failings that shouldn’t have happened. “I hate your smile makes my heart mushy, I hate your strong headed nature, selfishness, and the stupid things that you do that have the most effect on me. I hate that I can’t quit you no matter how hard I try. I hate the more you push me away the tougher I desire to be with you. I hate Nicole meeting you first when it should have been me, I hate to think you thought about divorcing me. I hate you for these things but I love you for everything, the pain, tears, obstacles. I love that I love you.”

“This isn’t love. It’s sick what you are doing to me. This is not right Tristan… How can you think for one second that anything good will come out of this? You think I will change my mind and want to be with you?” “Your body wants to be with me… It’s just your head.” “That’s just it isn’t it? I will never be swayed, whether or not you give me the best pleasures ever, I will never let what you did to me cloud how I feel. I can never feel more than hatred toward you. I’m sure deep down you know this.” “Love… Hate… Same thing really.”

Hate. “Wait!”