Love Is Hate Novels & Stories

I, Vincenzo Capone, got outsmarted by the woman I loved. Loved? Loved. It's insane how, in mere seconds, your perspective on someone can take a wild turn. One second you love them more than the whole world and the next, you hate them with every fiber of your being. Your whole being caught in this intense switch, like a tug of war between what felt great and what feels like a punch in the gut. Love and hate, surprisingly alike, are these crazy powerful feelings that have a knack for devouring you from within, like flames licking at the edges of your soul.

I whispered with a low smile. She hummed but a sad look crossed her face. I rolled my bottom lips inside my mouth and waited patiently for her to say something. " But he hates me. Hate is such a strong emotion more stronger than love. He may have liked me back if he doesn't hate me." She pointed out. I smiled. Hate can never be stronger than love. Love is the connection of two souls but not hate. Love is permanent and the latter is temporary. " Suppose Zach loved you but you despised him to every extent." She asked.

“Good. that's all the answer I need.” END OF FLASHBACK The only thing that kept the girl moving was her hate and Mercedes was scared that one day the hate in her heart would consume all the space for love. Hate was like fire, love was water and sometimes there are some kinds of fire that water can't put out. FLASHBACK

"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?

I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me, Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love “I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.” “Ohh darling. You are not in the wrong for hating me. I was to blame for that. I put my career above your well-being; even my marriage is in shambles because of it.”

"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

she asked, popping a piece of chocolate into her mouth. "Dad knows him, he wants this," I explained, causing her to sigh. Living with that jerk before marriage is the worst thing I can imagine, but I have no choice. "Forget it, Sofia. I've accepted that no one can love me," I said, feeling defeated. "So, when are you both moving?" Sofia asked, catching my attention. "Maybe tomorrow. Can you believe I haven't even met his family yet?" I said, shocked. Marrying someone you hate, and on top of that, not even meeting his family - just wow.

Killian wound up and knocked Alexi to the ground. Astrid walked around Liam and Astrid, placing her hand on Killian's shoulder. Love, look at me. He's not worth it. She looked down at Alexi, who was crouching, trying to regain his composure. "Listen to me, Mr. mutt king or whatever you call yourself. I will rule with my fated mate and no one else. You can give up your quest now or be destroyed." Astrid stared down at Alexi with all the power and elegance of a true queen with a hint of disgust in her eyes. She turned around and kissed Killan passionately. Alexi laughed a menacing laugh.