روايات وقصص ضمن Hate To Love

now your working for them you left me but i understand why you did im not the heartless bastard you think i am"He says. He clenched his jaw as his eyes flashed red. But Bermann stole from me, he has to pay raven i don't forgive, i don't show mercy that's why I'm the man i am today." He says taking a sip of his scotch ."I know" i sighed as i stared out unto the dancing couples.  * quick note listen to this song it really sets the mood😘😘* The band starts playing a slow love song that i remembered from my first heist with the crew. It's the day i made my largest score and the day when everything changed Monaco.

She than started singing while playing it. "I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU I HATE THAT, I LOVED YOU DON'T WANT TO, BUT I CAN'T PUT NOBODY ELSE ABOVE YOU I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU I HATE THAT, I WANT YOU YOU WANT HER, YOU NEED HER AND I'LL NEVER BE HER"

I apologized. “No. I am not angry my dear. We understand how you are feeling but this is fate” She started. “Some marriages are arranged but they end up with love. Can’t you see me and your father?” Oh that story! We found it boring. Annabelle and I wished our love stories to be full of adventures – maybe that was why God gave me the world best man to marry, the dark lord!

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.

He kept asking questions like a lesson teacher and it was so fucking annoying. ‘I do not have the full details and that is why i want to go home. Now, if you do not mind, I have alot of things to do.’ I moved away and overlooked his facial expression. I hate whenever he tries to control me. His recent attitude of being posssive, pissed me and it annoyed me to the core. I hate it! While I walked away, I felt he was still staring at me but i did not turn to look or act regretful. I love him but my family comes first. The choice was for him to pick.

well I have another reason to hate her By now I thought first to check whether is an innocent or culprit but it's enough now she will have to bear every pain for what she has done till now with my country Now the actual game will begin, the game of hate and love. Be ready Ahana because I am going to destroy you in hate with the weapon of love.

Hello, my lovely readers, Thank you for giving this story a chance, and even more, for patiently waiting for the updates as I am not regular with my updates. No matter how many times I apologize for it, I know it’s not enough. "Hate You as Much as I Love You" wasn’t my first idea when I decided to write a story. It was actually a werewolf romance that I first began to write as a writer. Then I decided to enter a contest and put it on hold. I chose the second chance theme for my very first novel. The plot came to me almost instantly. At first, I had planned for the book to be around 80 chapters, but as you can see, it eventually grew into 106 chapters.

“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.

“And so is love.” “Then it’s a good thing I love you.” I tell him softly. “There’s no more room for hate in my heart when it comes to Michael Black. In due time, I’ll learn about this darkness you speak of, but until then, I’m content with the Michael Black I have come to know.” His breath shakes. “And in the days when this Michael Black is nonexistent, Ada, what happens then?” “I’ll be angry and disappointed,” I smack a kiss on his lips with a chuckle. “And I’ll smack you across the face, curse at you…” Michael chuckles, and that warms my heart. “But I will never hate you.”

I then shifted the conversation, asking, "Getting off topic for a moment, how are you doing? You seem surprisingly calm after what you told me about Brian and your sister the other day." The change in her expression was immediate; her face softened, and a shadow of hurt crossed her eyes. "I hate Brian and Brandy for what they did to me," she said with bitterness. "I hate my mother even more for always taking my sister's side. I wish they could feel the same pain they’ve caused me." Her voice trembled with emotion as she expressed her feelings.