Love And Hatred Novels & Stories

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.

There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.” He then moved forward to find another underlined context, “I will build myself up so high in such a short time that when he leaves me, I will become a lightning storm, a nuclear apocalypse. I will not come out of this with nothing.” He read it once. Twice. And thrice. He sighed and placed the book back. He looked out of the window. The sunlight hit his face. His eyes shining brightly, giving the pure aura of brown. He then closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, his hands in his pock

So she walked fast towards the entrance but seeing them, her anger vanished into thin air. "Zindagi Choti Hai Sath Bitane Ke Liye" Sid commented having a dol in his hand. (Life is short to stay together) "Waqt Kaam Hai Pyar Jatane Ky Liye" Arjun added as he came towards the center of the hall. (Time is less to express our love) "Bas Tu Pas Aa Ja. Mai Bekarar Hu…Tuje Gale Se Lagane Ke Liye." Both Sid and Arjun opened their arms as if they are ready to hug their love

He felt it’s rather unnatural to be asked such a deep question by no more than a child, but he found himself clearing his throat and saying, “Love is a foolish excuse to justify everything. It’s stupid to even perceive it as something that would trigger change; yet, it was what we’re programmed for. It’s why we exist.” “I once believed in love.” The Mistress closed her eyes, spreading her arms. “But love breeds to an even greater hatred, so then love should not exist. If it’s buried, then hatred would not prosper; no one would be enclosed to the thought of fate’s cruelty, no one will become the aggregate of hate, because then no one can love.” “Differing opinion doesn’t really matter nowaday

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I 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......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

"I will make sure you have a future." "Shawn… how can you love me? You can't love me. Please stop joking with me. It's not funny at all... We can't start over, I'm the daughter of your enemy, and we have a deep hatred. How can there be love?" Shawn said, "Hate is hate. Love is love." They can even exist together.

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.

“Son-son how many times do I have to teach you? Hatred is more powerful than love. Love is a distraction while hatred makes one stronger.” “What if I've had enough of hatred? I want a distraction instead then.” I answered him bodly. Ready for any reply or come back he might have. He was about to reply but stopped himself as the aunt and niece made their way to us. Gods! Let this day end!

Chapter 51 Love, a beautiful calamity, and conflict take us into unexplored territory, revealing sensations we've never felt before—unpredictable and hypnotic. Hate, on the other hand, burns like a never-ending fire, slowly devouring one's soul and potentially leading to annihilation.

How did this guy move so silently, like a ninja? “She wants him back, you know,” he whispered. I sighed. “I can tell. And it seems as though he’s still harboring strong feelings for her.” He was. He hated her. If she dumped him, she was sorry and wanted him back. If he dumped her, he was still angry because he was still hurt. And anger, hurt, and hatred are not the opposites of love. Indifference is. “I bet he is,” Blaze said. “I know I would still be.”