Love Or Hate Manhwa Novels & Stories

I would be stuck with him, and he would be free to do as he pleased. I mustered the remaining strength in my veins and pushed him off me. I grew up here in the saying that hatred and love walk side by side, replacing themselves whenever the need occurs the greatest love would become the greatest hatred, and the greatest hatred would turn into the greatest love. I hated Djurek so much that I stretched my hand and threw a ball of green energy at him. The instant magical weapon hit him, hitting against the wall and throwing him in front of his precious throne.

Chapter 4 (Xander's POV) She kisses like she wants to kill me. And fuck if I don’t want her to try. Sophia Laurent’s fingers are twisted in my shirt, her mouth hot and furious against mine, like she’s pouring every drop of fifteen years of hatred straight down my throat. I taste champagne and rage on her tongue. My hand stays locked at the back of her neck, holding her exactly where I want her, pressed against me, trapped, 'mine' .

Yuhwan who displayed his harsh instinct without regret on the mound was truly wondrous. The emotion Seo Jinwon harbored toward Yuhwan was clearly more than simple rival consciousness. That was why he must have scratched Haneul Jang himself so stubbornly. There is bound to be a clear reason for lines of craving or hating someone textually. Because it was a proof that the end of the gaze was entirely fixed on the opponent. The fact that the existence loved deepest becomes the object of the most cruel hatred, Haneul Jang was reading through that twisted look.

Hope Hate it radiates from every cell in my body. It burns with every breath i take as i drag my tired feet through the mud beneth me forcing myself to stand when i hear the men shouting from the door keeping us locked in this god forsaken place. I can hear the cough of a small girl no more than 10 in the cell next to mine, her chains rattiling with every shake of her shoulders. i wonder what she did to get here. Shes weak we all are, no food or water for two days will do that to you. The dougens smell of sulfure and desparation. Its dark with a single dimly lit lantern sitting in the corner. It flickers from the small breeze coming from beneath the doungen door. My name is hope, its kind of

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.

Just as I felt the powerful surge of adrenaline propelling me forward, a forceful hand yanked me to the ground—none other than Brian, his grip firm yet desperate as he restrained me. "I, Brian Knight, future Alpha of the High Moon Pack, reject Michelle Howard as my fated mate," he declared, his voice steady yet cold. The words hung around me like a storm cloud, dark and foreboding, and they pierced through me with an intensity that felt like a sharp blade thrust into my heart. A wave of anguish coursed through my veins, and I struggled to breathe as the reality of his rejection settled around me like a heavy blanket.

I thought about love stories. About the specific category of them. The ones that looked easy from the outside and were not. The ones that had to be survived before they could be lived. That required the hard part before the good part and that made the good part the way it was because of everything it had cost to get there. Some people got one great love story. A clean one. A straightforward one. The kind that moved from beginning to end without the siege and the civil suit and the anonymous notes and the photograph under the door and all of it.

The heavy darkness of the spells in the air were weighing down upon me as I fought against the four wolves that were shackling me in silver, and the power of the enchantress. "I hate you, Theon!" I screamed, staring at the man who was half sitting, half lying propped on one elbow, one hand trying to stem the blood that was flowing out of him faster than normal. I hated this, these sparks, this attraction, and above all, his betrayal. I knew what I needed to do. Despite the heaviness and the pain that was slowly spreading through my body, I glared at the man with all the hatred that I felt for him and took a deep, shuddering breath.

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

Jade might have being the only girl in the Molis Mafiosa, but she was feared by all those beneath her, and she had been able to maintain that demeanour until she messed up her last mission, which was to steal something from the boss's son, but she ended up falling in love with him. Drew never knew Jade was capable of falling in love with anyone until she did with Eric and even though he liked Eric when Drew found out that Jade had fallen for Eric, he couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of hatred towards him, because he had loved Jade since the first day he saw her, but Jade didn't know, and he never told her about it.