Lovehate Thing Sample Novels & Stories

I finally understood that this marriage had been a lie from the beginning. As soon as my dizziness eased, Luca walked in with a half-full bowl of soup, the rim stained with a smudge of lipstick that wasn't mine. His blue eyes were full of warmth, and his voice sounded as affectionate as always. "Elena, are you awake?" He scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently, and brought it to my lips. The scent of rosemary hit me at once—it was the smell I hated most. I turned away to avoid the spoon, staring straight at him. "Luca, I want a divorce."

"Loving is not enough." Daniel let out a weak laugh. "Yeah. I am stupid. I love you when you're giving me every reason in the world not to. You can kill that tiny life inside you. You can pick our relationship apart and destroy everything between us. But you can't change the one thing that matters. And it's I love you. Change everything except that. Deal with that for the rest of your life. Deal with the fact that you want to destroy a love that was bigger and deeper than anything you are able to handle. Destroy the love with that innocent life."

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

“But now….. when you're done breaking, I'll show you what's left of my empty soul” Then, I closed my eyes slightly, rocking my head as I began to hum that same lullaby. But at this moment, it wasn't sweet, neither was it soft or comforting. To the ears of any listener, it sounded more like a war cry. “They thought they had stripped me of everything I ever loved…. everything I ever owned or cared about…..” my voice trailed. “But I still have one thing left in me, one thing they can never take away…..Hate”

Harshika knitted her brows and paused her hands in mid-way, by hearing his painful words, “ Why you don't like my touch, baby ?. Why can't you love me ?. I tried everything to change your hatred towards me. But, I couldn't be able to change your hatred for me. I don't know how to change it, baby. I really don't know how to change your hate. I really don't know how to make you fall in love with me. I really don't know how to make you accept me as your husband. I really don't know how to make you understand my love for you. I really don't know how to make you understand that I am craving every moment to live with you. I know that you don't like my touch, baby. But, do you know that I yearn eve

'Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make, one day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without and find that breath is of little consequence.' ❤❤❤❤ CROSSING JASON'S PATH ❤❤❤❤

Love gives you happiness, but when it fails it will make your life miserable. Love gives you strength, but when it fails it makes you weak. Love gives you delight, but when it fails it will leave you in tears. Love will cherished you, but when it fails it will leave you wounded. Love will protect you, but when it fails it will neglect you. Love gives you a positive feeling, but when it fails it makes you hostile. Love gives you warmth, but when it fails it makes your heart cold.

I should've known, how could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine? I just love building things up and then ✨shattering✨ it so my readers have a mental breakdown. It's what I live for, LMFAO! SORRY!! Anyways, y'all, hold on tight because this is only getting crazier.

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?”

She yelled in my face but she wasn't done "I hate it. I hate you-----" be still my heart "----I hate love, and most importantly I hate loving you!. I hate it so much, it destroys me, it wrecks me, it fucking ruins me, yet I can't fucking stop, I can't fucking stop! I'm addicted to you and I need to stop, I need everything to stop, I need every-fucking-thing to stop, because I hate loving you, loving you disgusts me, I disgusts myself. I hate loving you"