Love Or Hate Novels & Stories

- To love someone? - No! Talk about it out loud, but I want you to know. I would kill and die for you, Luna. I faced him. - I don't want you to kill anyone and I don't want you to die either. I just want you for me. - I love you! Smile. - I love you more. [...] I woke up hearing voices being whispered, I don't think it was supposed to wake me up, not open my eyes to hear the conversation.

well I have another reason to hate her By now I thought first to check whether is an innocent or culprit but it's enough now she will have to bear every pain for what she has done till now with my country Now the actual game will begin, the game of hate and love. Be ready Ahana because I am going to destroy you in hate with the weapon of love.

Even if she hated him to the bone now, it was only because she had loved him so much and so deep. This mixed feeling of love and hate could really torture someone to death. How Rainie hoped that Mango could just lose her memory, or that she could get over him completely. At least, she would not have been this painful. However, no one could help her with this kind of thing, and one could only get over it by themselves. Rainie gently let go of Mango's arm and whispered, "If there is anything you need, just let me know at any time. You know, no matter what you do, I will support you."

I don't believe in marriage and love, or whatever nonsense this world invented. Because if love was real, married couples wouldn't separate, like what Adam and I are planning to do eventually. If love was true, there wouldn't be parentless children in orphanages. If love was real, men wouldn't seek other women even if they were married, like Crisanto - oh yeah, he's my biological father - ever since high school I stopped calling him Dad, why bother? He never loved me or my Mom. I don't know if he loved my mom or if he just stayed for the money.

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.

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.

This man could literally do anything to amass more wealth even if it meant selling her daughter. "Where's Diana" Kate asked as soon as Mr Sylvester reached the front door. Mr. Sylvester kept mute and continued walking into the living room. "I said where is my daughter" Kate said, this time a little louder. She could not control the rage that was building up in one corner of her chest. Mr. Sylvester was shocked as Kate rarely raises her voice, "his ever so loving Kate raised her voice because of a stupid girl" he thought. Mr Sylvester just smirked as he said "she's putting that body of her's to good use". Kate squatted as she broke down in tears, "my baby","Is it because she's not your daught

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.

"Anyway, that's it. I've already given you the money. You can do what you want!" "Mom --" Liu Liu's cry was high and sharp, even broken. She hugged Liu Cui's arm, and Liu Cui was staggered by the sudden force. "Mom... please..." Liu Liu screamed and hugged Liu Cui's arm. It seemed that what she wanted to hold was not an arm, but a home she could never return to. He is grumpy but loves her father. Although he prefers sons to daughters, he will still take good care of her mother and her naughty brother.

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.