Love And Hatred Novels & Stories

"Well, I just used your face as my profile picture for over two months now… And…" "You hook me up with a spouse without my consent, and definitely he asked of your address which was mine right!…" I paused and went towards the fridge to get some water. I was feeling hot and angry, yet these women tried to sneak out to avoid questions. It was a good thing I got my eyes on them. "I'm not done talking!" I screamed, and they sat back on the chair confused. "Do you even know him? How can you believe audio love?" I cautioned.

Yes," she answered. People she used to be with almost every day before. After lunch or maybe at late afternoon she would do that. At hours when people are relaxing after works. It's still morning so she will be going to horse riding first. And on the plateau she loves to go. She's there at the stable. Pegasus is the only one she wants to ride but it has an illness the veterinarian said. "Pegasus is also getting older," Mang Castor explained. "It's okay. I'd rather choose Star," she replied. The heat of the sun was still nice when she reached the top of the plateau. Just like how she spent her whole day before. She suddenly imagined Jake in its appearance as it handed red rose flower to her

I chanted the words like saying sorry to her for falling in love with the person who was a nightmare in her world but a beautiful dream in mine, There is a thin line between love and hate. One line that separates two devastating feelings of the world. Both of them carry the same strong obsessional feelings of complication that you don't realize crossing the sacred line. One moment you're hating him for hurting someone close to you and the next moment you find reasons to divert the truth of the incident only to assure yourself from any guilt.

But first I have to stop this monster in the name of a witch, only she has dark powers to bring about chaos in our world,' Tilda said as she held onto Logan's shoulder, glancing straight into his eyes. The love between the two was now unbreakable, standing strong in the belief of one another. Logan nodded when he realized that he had nothing else he could do, his wife was obviously right and powerful for that matter. He couldn't stand against the witches on his own. Having her was truly a blessing. Logan hoped that through her he would be able to solve the animosity between the two different groups. Awar had occurred previously with each side suffering immense loses, but the wounds hadn't he

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

It's a matter of learning what will push you to that point. I've spilled blood. Out of luck or whatever anyone wants to call it. This crusade is fueled by love. A pretty, sparkling, soft emotion, capable of wreaking more havoc than hate. Hate can't dig under the skin the way love does. It doesn't alter your cells or spark chemistry. You'd bleed for someone you love, never someone you truly hate. But hate holds a dark power of its own. And right now, both hate and love are driving my decisions.

you felt that, she felt that too. She doesn’t hate you. You guys both think the other person hates you guys, but really you both love each other. If you felt that, she felt that too. She loves you but you say you hate her, so she says she hates you too. Since she says she hates you, you say you hate her too. It’s so fucking obvious. You both love each other. But think the other one hates you guys, so you guys say you hate each other so it’s not weird between the two of you.” I whipped my tears. “She felt it too?” She did, she told me while we were fucking. Fuck. “Askar. Yes, fuck, yes, she loves you. Now get out and run to her.” I gave her a hug, and ran out the door. Once I reached her hou

"It is intolerable. I no longer have control over my emotions. Even when I was avoiding Louisa like a plague, she never left my mind and my heart aches whenever I see her. I had to seek Professor Wesley for a check, but he certified me as medically fit. He suggested that I seek counseling and he recommended you. Now that I see Louisa often, I am confused about my emotions.” His eyes are full of pain and uncertainty as he glances up at Tyler. "Is it possible to love someone and hate them at the same time?" For a minute, Tyler looks at him intently. His words, "It’s not uncommon, love and hatred are strong emotions that are frequently connected by memories and c

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

A suffocating weight settled on my chest. Years ago, Giselle loathed Jordan's dad for forcing her mom into a miserable marriage, while Jordan hated Giselle's mother for driving his own mom to suicide. For a decade, they despised each other. But after they met me, their toxic rivalry strangely shifted into a competition over who could treat me better. Eventually, real feelings developed between Jordan and me, and our families capitalized on it to finalize our marriage. Ten years had passed in the blink of an eye. Being fiercely protected by both of them for so long had made me forget a fundamental truth: I was only ever a transactional tool for a family alliance.