Love And Hate Relationship Books Novels & Stories

I shook my head, a frown forming on my face. “Of course not…I hate him. But I do miss the sex. It sucks. It makes me feel like a hypocrite. How can I hate someone and love fucking them?” I asked. Ria laughed. “Haven't you heard? Hate isn't the opposite of love. They're sisters.” She replied. I chuckled, and shook my head. “Yeah…but I didn't say anything about love. I said I love the sex.” I told her. She wiggled her brows at me. “I didn't say I wasn't talking about sex.” She replied.

“I have fallen in-love with you, Michael Black. That is the truth, and you shouldn’t doubt it for one second.” “I’m confused,” he admits, “how can you love me when you don’t truly know me… my darkness. There are things I haven’t told you, things that might make you hate me.” My scoff is breathy. “Hate is a strong word, Michael.” “And so is love.”

My husband knows that too well. Part of that is the reason he's so mad because he knows that his wife would never be part of anything that attracted attention or the public. He knows it and has adjusted through the years. We do everything at home, I know you think it's boring. Well, everybody's love language isn't the same. The theory that makes one relationship work isn't guaranteed to make the next one work, it just involves understanding between the two couples and they are good to go. I read a book and I learned that love isn't determined in the big gestures, it's in the small ones. The sacrifices, those are the things that determine love. They are a little but unforgettable, it fuels th

“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.

Jonathan and Stefani. Both hated each other's guts they fought a lot of times for a long time. Both assumed and thought wrong of each other. Both had their hearts in pain for years. Because of misunderstandings, they closed themselves from everybody, including one another. But just as love was a strong emotion, hate was, too. And if people look closely, they would find it amazing as it was still the thing that brought their hearts together again. Hate. Was it really the opposite of love? Or were they the same all along?

Dhruv mumbled as all get silent to hear him. "Our bond is very special. She doesn't eat before me. Even I don't eat without her. But when it comes to teasing, we will be the first ones to pull each other's legs. She always stands for me. And do you know? She is the main villain in all my love stories." Dhruv laughed recalling how Dhara made attempts to break his love stories.

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Armstrong continued. Leila read softly. “Under no circumstances should two workers in different ranks have a romantic relationship in work premises due to claims of favoritism and nepotism, if this clause is breached, it calls for a quick decision from HR to either terminate or retain the employment of said staff members”

“Then what am I supposed to do?” Aidan asked softly, his voice carrying equal parts surrender and hopelessness. “In a relationship, love and hate always exist in the same space,” Raphael answered calmly. “A person can love someone deeply, then suddenly hate them just as much, and sometimes the opposite happens, too. What matters is understanding exactly where your heart stands and being honest with your partner about it. The two of you need to talk, alone, without anyone else around, and without the pressure of maintaining the image of being the perfect couple everyone envies.”

That love was stronger than extremist hate. We were home. Finally. Permanently. Together. And that—that was everything. **THE END - BOOK 2** ---