Hater Or Lover Novels & Stories

My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water until I could finally speak, repeating his question back. "You want me to tell you why I hate you?" I passed it over and over, the thought absurd. "Do you think of me as such a fool, to continue loving you even after everything you did?" I wrapped my anger around me like armor, grounding myself in it. "Loving you was a choice I made. No matter how stupid it was. Hating you is no different." I did not allow myself to notice his quickened heartbeat at my words. "But you hate me too, don't you? So why don't we have equal rights?"

Evelyn hunter "Evelyn, it has been years, and you are still as beautiful as ever." Jayer complimented her, hugging her. They have known each other since they were young and were known lovers during that time. It so happened she dumped him for Patrick Hunter back then, and he found a beautiful jewel instead. Miriam. She was the best he could have So that's why Miriam hated her.

Thea We went from strangers to secret admirers then to enemies. From enemies to lovers and now we were back to being enemies. It started with lust then to anger, we transitioned to love and now we were at the point of hate. He loved me but hated me and I loved him but was angry at him for pulling the trigger on an innocent man.

Hir thought echoed all around hir, but specifically around the dark, nebulous cloud in front of hir. It responded with a thought, a feeling, an idea. Of fire, of cleansing, of satisfaction. Ze took it that it was agreeing. And also that Godeater understood hir. “I do too,” ze replied. “I always have. Until lately anyway. Plus I hate everyone. Sometimes. And except for a few key people. I definitely don’t hate them. But everyone else? I want to kill them. I want to make them burn, horribly, painfully, eternally…

Our differences were forever irreconcilable weren't they? " Don't just assume that simply because I saved you, my feelings for you have changed. I still hate you. " He whispered, just for my ears, his eyes icy cold as he assessed me, as if he was looking for injuries. "Although I hate you, I wouldn't stoop to the level of scheming against you, or, deliberately wishing you death on the battlefield. I am a noble Alpha. " He added, his hands gently caressing my face. He wore a concerned face. To others, it looked like he was frantically checking me out, worried, but as the recipient of his hatred, I knew better. The warriors were watching. He was merely putting on an act. But goosebumps still l

My mother’s hatred towards me seems rooted in her resentment towards my father for abandoning us and everything else associated with him. My sister is a different story altogether. She has no real reason to harbor resentment or hatred towards me. When we were younger, I took care of her during the times our mother had to work late at night, and I always did my best to look out for her. Yet, this is the thanks I get for caring for my family—the ingratitude and misunderstanding. Meanwhile, Brian, on the other hand, is a jerk and completely undeserving of my love and affection. I find myself overwhelmed with frustration and disappointment, and I couldn't help but think so as I listened to my mo

Lauren yelled with a clenched fist. "Loverboy! I gave you my property for just two months and you are holding on to it like it's yours." Lauren turns his face, it's obvious that Lauren is madly in love with Mandy, even though he had told her a thousand times to her face that he hates her, let's say it's love in a coat of hate. "I said I want to see her," Lauren yelled.

One second he was flirting with my grandmother then the next he was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. "Idiot" I mumbled. Of course he wouldn't know why I was trying to kill him. He unknowingly ruined my life. I hated him for it. "I'll see you soon, beautiful." He said, turning back to my grandmother instantly nodded, "Feel free to visit whenever you like. Just don't bring the guns."

☆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.

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."