Love Hate Relationship Adalah Novels & Stories

Everything else follows. I had said it to a twenty three year old in my office who had asked for relationship advice. I had lived it imperfectly and then more perfectly over the past year and a half. I was sitting in this chair at three in the morning living it right now. Show up. Consistently. Mean what you say. That was everything I knew about love. Three sentences. Simple. Earned. Worth every difficult mile it had taken to learn them. I looked at Hope sleeping against my shoulder.

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 feel my cheek heat up. “That’s it?” “Yes.” I wish he could steer away from this conversation. He is beginning to pry and I don’t feel too comfortable. “Hey relax, I don’t mean to discomfort you. It is just good to see that he has finally moved on. But it also feels rushed.” “There is nothing rushed, we are so in love.” I hope he really doesn’t catch the sarcasm. “Okay, Good.” He said, he sounded not fully convinced and also amused.

Even I thought that could be the emotion existing within that man's chest, I realized it was not. It took me time to read but I later had it figured out. It's a look of pain. It's a look of regret, hurt, infliction, torment but yet admiration. You see why I'm confused? How could you feel two contrasting things towards someone at once? I understood love and hate because there's a very thin line between them. He's is regret and admiration. His admiration glowed anytime he saw her smile, whenever she adjusted her hair or each time she nearly choked out of laughter.

“Oh, God! When did it become so difficult to text someone? Damen had girlfriends when he was in college. Nothing serious. In their office, Marissa had shown interest in him but he just could not think about her in that way. She tried so hard for him to fell for her. All sorts of tricks but Damen being Damen didn’t give in. Marissa, although, was very beautiful with her green alluring eyes, her brown locks, her perfect body shape, her attitude, everything. But even with everything she had failed to capture his eye. James and Nora were well aware of this ‘wanna-bish’ relationship. They used to tease him every now and then by mentioning her name and saying silly things about them.

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.

"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)

A small smirk appeared on his lips and the emotions in his eyes weren't good. They might not be reflecting hatred or vengeance but what they had in them was more dangerous than that. Because when our most hateful thing becomes our need the outcome can never be fruitful. _____________________________________ Again I am saying don't forget to comment and like. Share your love and support for the book. Do remember hate can never turn into love just like that. It needs to go through a lot of phases before reaching the line of love. And sometimes person fails to cross those phases and never touch the line of love. So expect anything. Till the next Adios.

His voice alone is enough to make me cum, and I can feel my cock throbbing in response to the maddened grip he has on my hair. "I love it when you call my name, straight boy," I purr, brushing my nose against his. Rhys' expression turns serious, and he pushes my head back, his eyes searching mine. I feel a pang of discomfort, sensing that he's seeking a definition for what's happening between us. I'm not ready for that. But then, Rhys' luscious lips part again, and he asks, his voice low and intense, "Who am I to you?" My chest heaves as I struggle to find the right words. My heart racing, I blurt out the truth. "The man who loves to hate me." And his hatred has become my fixation, a twisted

"There is a thin line between love and hate?" She shook her head slowly. "There is no love in this relationship, Zander. This is pure hate." I chuckled. "You're wrong. I know you feel it. I see it in the depths of your eyes when you think I'm not looking." She stiffened, and slowly turned to look up at me. Being so close, in my human form, twisted my stomach into knots. Her soft breaths settled against my mouth. "I don't want you, Zander. I don't believe in this wolfy mate bond, or the reasons you have me here. I'd rather be with my cheating ex than—,"