Novel & Cerita Love Turns To Hatred

Iori said letting the tears run down her cheeks. “I Loved you more than you could ever imagine. But in the split of a second, that love turned into a pure hatred making me into a person that I wasn’t proud of being. So damn you for that Shun. Damn you for being so selfish and twisted. Damn you for what you did to yourself and what you did to me…”

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

I answered coldly without looking at him since he is in the driver's seat while I am in the backseat. He didn't speak again after hearing the tone of my voice. After a few minutes he started letting a heavy sigh. I don't know what to call our situation anymore but I just want to clear my mind too about all the things that is happening. One of these days he will marrying someone and we are bound to forget each other and we can't change that fact anymore. If I will go back in time I don't want to meet him. I don't want to feel all the pain that he gave to me. Yes, it's not his fault that I fell in love with him but I want to blame him for all the pain.

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.

His mom had made the mistake of asking him to go shopping for her wedding gown with her, he knew she had just wanted to bond them but riding in that limousine with her that day was one of the most treacherous day of his life, the scenes of how she hurt him kept playing in his mind, he had shut his eyes to block away her presence but then she had spoke to him, he had pretended not to hear her and then she had touched him, her touch had electrocuted him but she didn't know. Hatred burns deep in his heart and he had sworn that day to make her feel the pains she made him feel, to make her feel lonely like he had been. His hatred for her was ninety percent while his love was only ten percent, whe

I took a step closer, my voice low but filled with venom, “You don’t get to play the martyr here. You sacrificed me. You sold me out, fed me to the wolves, and washed your hands of it all. And now, after all this time, you want to pretend it was some noble act? Oh please.” Selene’s eyes were glossy now, but I felt no sympathy for her. Not after everything she had put me through. I loved her, despite everything she did to me, I still loved her. I thought that if I did everything she asked me to do, she would love me back but I was wrong. She never did, even now. “You’re right.” She said, her voice breaking, “I’m not your real mother. But I did what I thought was best…”

Vittoria's POV My fingers trembled as I adjusted the hem of my skirt. My mind replaying what had happened between Ricardo and me. His touch, his kiss, and the way he looked at me shocked me more than I would like to admit. For the first time in a long time, I felt wanted. The thought of it was scary to me, I wasn't supposed to develop feelings for Ricardo Lombardi. That wasn't part of the plan. “Get it together Vittoria, This is not some stupid love story.”

As if she could hear my inner turmoil, Rosa paused when she reached the door, resting her hand on the doorknob, her back towards me, she called "Andera" "Yeah." "Your feelings aren't contradictory, because the opposite of love isn't hate. It's indifference. If you loved someone and they did something to you so bad that It kills all the love you had for them, what you feel is indifference. You see them, and they're like a stranger to you; you feel nothing, nothing at all. But if you love someone and they hurt you so bad that you start hating them, it's because you still love them, and you're just sad and angry that they could hurt you." She turned to face me, her onyx eye glassy, and she star

My mother’s hatred towards me seems rooted in her resentment towards my father for abandoning us and everything else associated with him. My sister is a different story altogether. She has no real reason to harbor resentment or hatred towards me. When we were younger, I took care of her during the times our mother had to work late at night, and I always did my best to look out for her. Yet, this is the thanks I get for caring for my family—the ingratitude and misunderstanding. Meanwhile, Brian, on the other hand, is a jerk and completely undeserving of my love and affection. I find myself overwhelmed with frustration and disappointment, and I couldn't help but think so as I listened to my mo

He laughed and focused on the road, but he still kept his hand on my thigh. "I hate you." I grumbled, adjusting myself. "No you don't." He squeezed my thigh one last time, hard enough to bruise, then finally pulled his hand away. The absence hit me like cold air, my pussy clenching empty, desperate for more. I immediately hated how empty it felt. "You love it," he pointed out, his voice smug. "You are insufferable." "And you are still wet." He glanced at me, eyes dark. "We are not done with that list, Yas. I'm going to make you beg for every single one."