I Hate War Novels & Stories

I_" It has been decided,' he strangled. 'I do not love him.' 'Love is weakness in times of war. We need all the hatred we can get to win this war.' 'You can't marry me off to him, father. if you ever loved mother before you were betrothed to her, why can't I have the same privilege?' 'I was a man of war. I never gave two hoots about the word, let alone the feeling.' he had been blunt. 'But as we got to know each other, she taught me what love was, and I forever will be grateful to her.' 'I want to be wed to the man I fall in love with. Not the man you choose for me. Can't you see that?' I yelled in tears.

"There is one thing that I want. I don't want war. I don't want anyone's blood on my hands. I will do anything you want apart from that. I am not going to be your poster child for blood." "Alexis, please understand I don't want you to be the poster child for blood. In fact quite the opposite. The OA is a parasite, a dictatorship. They need to be destroyed." "That is exactly what I mean. I don't think you understand how scary you sound. So say if this war goes on, who will be the victims, the innocent bystanders? Children, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers. I can't destroy people's families or homes. I thought I had lost my father and that broke me. I don't want to put anyone else through t

In that case, you should get prepared for war. My heart began to throb violently against my chest. He was going to war with which species. Gosh, I was trapped in a soap opera. I didn't pray for this. God knew that I just wanted a normal love life. Why couldn't I just fall in love with a human? " She hates me." He whispered. Sadness was evident in his tone, " I just don't want her to hate my daughter. It will shatter Ellie." He replied.

"Nothing I say now will mend what I've done. But you're right about one thing….I can't hate you. Despite everything, I can't bring myself to hate you." "Because you are not capable of hating anyone," I finished. "I know." He smiled then, sad and genuine for the first time since I'd known him. "That's exactly why you need to stay away from men like us." I walked away without another word, the USB recorder in my purse heavy with his confession. Every word captured, every admission preserved. Evidence for a war I still wasn't sure I wanted to fight. My burner phone rang as I stepped outside into the February cold.

She shook her head again, her face lined with worry. “She is a mother herself. How, what’s happened to us?” “Too much hate. Too much power,” I said. “Too much of a lust for blood and vengeance. War never makes friends out of enemies. The opposite. It solidifies that hate. The war between Benedetti and DeMarco may have been fought in our fathers’ time, but we inherit the hate, the bad blood. It doesn’t just go away. It carries down generation to generation.” “I don’t hate you.”

“Aw, dad, I understand Julian had bruised your ego so greatly after sleeping with the love of your life and getting your daughter pregnant." Mr. Parker bristled in anger. “SANDRA!" She smirked. “Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred... hatred cradles you.”

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Nathaniel felt depressed as he suddenly recalled his memories. "They were sacrificed in the war, and we witnessed their death with our own eyes. We were still chatting and laughing then, but in the next minute, they became ice-cold corpses. Perhaps right now, many people don't understand how cruel war is, but peace doesn't exist in many parts of the world. There are wars every day, and we will face unexpected dangers all the time. So, I only hope that I could spend the rest of my life with you and the children. After all, nothing is more important to me than you guys.

“You damned bastard, what do you think of yourself? Look at yourself. Who would want to marry you? You are just a…robot, who only talk and do what is in your program, you have nothing like a man who all girl wants, Even if you were the only man in the world, I would still not choose you, you bloody dog face!!!" Angry and red-faced she was still not done. "And now I'm done with you. I was simply joking to your dad cause you always do what you want, you never care what others want, you selfish bastard; you are always arrogant and rude; you need a lesson. But you always make me feel low and belittle and judge about my character. I QUIT”

Matteo didn’t respond immediately. Instead he continued watching Damon, his expression slowly darkening. Across the room, a young businesswoman approached Damon and touched his arm lightly while speaking to him. Damon barely reacted. But she was smiling like she had just won something. Matteo scoffed under his breath. “He enjoys this.” Elena sighed. “Trust me. He pretends he doesn’t.” Another investor approached Damon eagerly. “Elena,” Matteo said quietly. “Yes?” “Why exactly does he hate your family?”