Love And Hate Book Novels & Stories

Listening. Her words cut deeper than he expected. Later That Night... Grayson stood alone in his study, staring out at the rain cascading down the glass wall of windows. He hated this. He hated how wrong everything felt since their kiss. Since her. He hated that he could still taste her. Still feel the way she’d trembled in his arms. "She's just the nanny." That was what he told himself. Over. And over. But when he closed his eyes, all he saw was her defiant stare... her softness with Lily... her fire when she fought back.

“We both know it would hurt you more if Easton Marzel will be the one to give you this pain…. “He whispered against her lips, all the while drinking into her shimmering hues. Flora refused to look away from him because she needed to see the intensity of his hatred for her. She needed to know how much the person she had started loving more than her own self hated her and she was witnessing it in his fatal gaze clearly and with no shield. Peering into her glossy hues which were still shedding tears. He saw a fat tear rolling down from her cheek. His gaze followed it keenly which made him lean closer to her and then he pressed his lips against that tear on her. Flora felt his lips touching the

Even if she hated him to the bone now, it was only because she had loved him so much and so deep. This mixed feeling of love and hate could really torture someone to death. How Rainie hoped that Mango could just lose her memory, or that she could get over him completely. At least, she would not have been this painful. However, no one could help her with this kind of thing, and one could only get over it by themselves. Rainie gently let go of Mango's arm and whispered, "If there is anything you need, just let me know at any time. You know, no matter what you do, I will support you."

“I will love to take you to your mom! It’s good you see her , I know you won’t want to stay with her but just seeing her will be ok. But you can give her a visit anytime if that will be ok by you! His dad suggested!” “Father can you just stop talking about that woman? She’s not my mother and she will never be! She’s not even a human, I hate her not even in her coffin would I give him the last respect any corps deserves! She’s evil father!” Kai is saying this at the top of his voice, from the way he talks, you his father can see anger, hatred and a lot of regret in his voice. There’s no way his dad can force him to rap what he dose not want to! Tomorrow is school and he is afraid Kai may not

This man could literally do anything to amass more wealth even if it meant selling her daughter. "Where's Diana" Kate asked as soon as Mr Sylvester reached the front door. Mr. Sylvester kept mute and continued walking into the living room. "I said where is my daughter" Kate said, this time a little louder. She could not control the rage that was building up in one corner of her chest. Mr. Sylvester was shocked as Kate rarely raises her voice, "his ever so loving Kate raised her voice because of a stupid girl" he thought. Mr Sylvester just smirked as he said "she's putting that body of her's to good use". Kate squatted as she broke down in tears, "my baby","Is it because she's not your daught

Lydia exclaimed not wanting to believe as she was shocked. "Why are you shocked, I thought you said you didn't love him when you broke up with him some years ago, so it's natural for someone else to like him as you didn't like him," he teased his daughter. Lydia's face turned red from embarrassment, she had felt shocked when her father had told her that Alex and Rachel were lovers, she still had some faint feelings for Alex so she was shocked, although she could not describe the feelings she had towards him, she felt it was love, during the last four years, she realized how greatly she had missed him, cause after their graduation, she and James had separated going their different ways, even

He can’t hate Alec, no matter how much he tried, he loved him so much more than any hatred that can be ever felt. Alex had gone inside with his eyes soaked, he had never thought he’ll let Daniel go so soon, he bites his tongue in anguish and so much hatred on his brother. He loves him a lot and couldn’t play in with what his little mind is already telling him. “I can’t truly believe I gave up on Daniel just for my brother to have him all to his self, he raided like a wounded lion, looking for a prey to fist on.

For a movement, I thought this was a bad question but soon he relaxed and gave me his blue stare. "My hatred for her is more than the love I felt." He muttered under his breath, looking at a certain distance like he was reliving the memory. Love was love. What made him hate her so much? Was that the reason that she killed our unborn children? Lucifer didn't love me at that time? Then why? "So, you are admitting that love is still there, overpowered by your hatred," I mumbled. He didn't look at me, instead of squeezed my hand before he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Internally delighted, he said to her, "Tell him I'll be taking on classes if he treats you right. Of which he better, or I'll grill his ass." He traced her swollen lips with his thumb, fighting the urge to plunge on them again. "I've wanted a ton of harm to you, I can't deny that, but never have I wanted you to not exist. It's been a tough time hating you. The toughest time even. It's crazy how despite all that I still can't help loving y..." He paused. "I still can't help loving to hate you so dam' much. I know I hurt you by stealing your first kiss. The hurt is the only part I apologize for, but not for the kiss, because while I stole your first," his blue orbs still glued on her lips. "Yo

"Alice, you don't even know what love is..." She shook her head. "No, don't throw that my way, sis. I'm not a child. I know exactly what love is. Love is when someone else makes you feel so perfect when everything else feels imperfect around you. Love is when someone treats you so good and values you, so much more than your own family. Love is when someone accepts you for exactly who you are. Dan doesn't ask me to change. He doesn't see the black sheep in me that everyone sees. He sees me, and he loves how I'm so different. I don't get that-" "Alice, Dave loves you. You know that. And all that you described, Dave feels that way for you-"