Love And Hatred Novels & Stories

“Do not lie to me or try to trick me. I hate lies and detest liars.” “Yes, alpha. I will serve you till my last breath. I will use my bravery and spy on your enemies. I will be your ears and eyes in their packs, bringing every little detail about them to your foot. I would be your most powerful and dangerous weapon, a weapon that is hidden in plain sight.” I said. “I like your way with words. You seem like a wise and determined wolf, you please me,” Fenrir said. “ but words are like the wind, they go and come. I will need you to prove your worth to me, and prove your loyalty to me.”

"I regret it now! I don't want this life! I love Sergio now. I never wanted to replace you as Madre. I just wanted to be with Sergio. My Papà died for yours. Without him, you and Luca would have been dead long ago. Can't you show some gratitude and let me have him?" There it was. That "gratitude" again. Luca had risked his life for that word, and now Elena was using it to threaten me. I finally realized how sinister people could be. Love and gratitude were nothing more than stepping stones for their own interests. I raised my hand for another slap, but Sergio grabbed my wrist tightly. The next second, he swung me back hard. My back slammed hard against the cold wall. The impact was so violen

What was the probability that some one was not even killing some of our people and hiding them? i always thought that I’d be happy any day grey die but here I was feeling down cast cause the man I spent most of my life hating died, I didn’t even feel this sad when father died or it was because I knew that there was someone to transfer the whole hatred I had for father to. I wonder how I would feel if someone I love die if I felt this way cause someone I hate died. Perhaps, hatred is just like love. You can’t do without someone you love and you also can’t do without someone you hate no matter how hard to try to pretend you can.

“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.

It was quite contenting. Love and hate are intimately linked with each other, and the emotion of hatred towards an individual, whom we used to love half to death is more lethal like hell. "Cry harder, My Love. Sorry for you, because its just the teaser." I roared in front of the laptop screen and laughed insanely. The door of my study room opened, creaking in the process and my brother Leonardo walked inside. He walked in front of my table and positioned himself with folding hand and raised brows.

Because she was totally oblivious of his moves. "Ishq Aur Nafrat dono hi jab had se badh jaye to zeher ban jata hai aur zeher sirf jaan le sakta hai bacha nahi sakta (love and hate when both Break the limits it becomes poison and poison only kills it does not save lives) I did enough damage to you Tara now it is time I set you free from this cage of hatred. It is time for you to move on in life and start new life" Aarhan promised himself.

The drive suddenly made him feel alone as he remembered his friends' happy faces, full of love and satisfaction. Maybe because of the solemn music playing on the radio or maybe because he's just feeling alone, his mind began drifting off to the time when he was as happy as them... as in love as them. He sighed as he remembered how that kind of love turned into hatred. Hatred that made him finally decide to leave. Hatred that consumed him to the point of losing himself. Justine sighed once more as the memories that he had deeply buried went knocking once again, wanting to be remembered even after all these years.

I added and he grinned. “Okay, let's think about what to do, we can watch a movie together, and let's visit Neil tomorrow. Is that okay?” He said I grinned and agreed to him. It's too nice to be with a person you love the most. We might argue, we might cry, and we might feel pain, but that's a part of the relationship. That's what true love has, it will never be perfect, but we learn to forgive and continue loving each other. That's my definition of true love.

“We’re working on it. And by working on it, I mean that we argue and bait each other and then go home and think about how much we hate each other.” After they gave their orders for a second round, Harrison said, “You know, I’ve always thought that hate and love were related.” Caleb groaned. “Not this again.” “No, I want to hear this,” Heath said. “What’s your theory?” “Only that love and hate both make people do stupid things, and they both bring out strong emotions. If you love somebody, you care about them; if you hate somebody, you care about them, in a twisted kind of way. You have a connection.” Harrison sipped his beer in thoughtful silence.

"You've got to be kidding me! I don't like her, not at all! If ever, it's hatred." "Really?" Leroy smirked. I stared at them deadpan as they started laughing. "Whatever you say..." Dax said, deepening his voice for effect, "but remember, there's a thin line between love and hatred. For sure that hate you are feeling will turn into love. And before you know it, you'll be trapped. And you won't be able to escape until you accept it." Pshh. Nonsense. The words still haunted me. What did Dax mean? I wasn't in love that was for sure. I've had many flings, but why would hating someone bother me so much?