My First Love Hate Novels & Stories

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.

The four words almost seemed to have been squeezed out of his throat with a tremble. She said, "I don't hate you, and I don't want to hate you. Hate is a very hurtful feeling. It was nice being in love with you. I don't want to add hatred to it. Between love and career, you chose the latter. That’s all you did.”

He can never be mine, I have known that a long time ago. Sometimes, I hate that the heart is persistent and very hopeful. I hate that it can endure pain and can love deeply without expecting in return. That love and hate are two sides of the same coin, and in my case, it's a volatile mix. I hate him with a passion. I hate that I'm so easily affected no matter how hard I try not to. I hate that things don't always go the way we want them to be and I hate that this love is so strong, patient and selfless. But I guess, I hate myself more for keep on loving him for all these years.

“I thought this conversation was about you and your first love.” “I just wanna know—” “It’s you, Jan. You’re my first… You gave me a lot of first.” “Oh. I… uhm… fluttered to be your first—” “Don’t be so fluttered when you gave me my first major heartbreak as well.” His mouth dropped open, and it made her laugh. “But don’t worry. Despite everything, I can’t hate you. My love for you weighs more than anything, you know….” She swallowed hard.

you felt that, she felt that too. She doesn’t hate you. You guys both think the other person hates you guys, but really you both love each other. If you felt that, she felt that too. She loves you but you say you hate her, so she says she hates you too. Since she says she hates you, you say you hate her too. It’s so fucking obvious. You both love each other. But think the other one hates you guys, so you guys say you hate each other so it’s not weird between the two of you.” I whipped my tears. “She felt it too?” She did, she told me while we were fucking. Fuck. “Askar. Yes, fuck, yes, she loves you. Now get out and run to her.” I gave her a hug, and ran out the door. Once I reached her hou

I yelled back. "I hypnotized Alexander the day he realized you were his mate. I made him hate you for being weak and ugly. And even if I don't do that he'd still hate you, because he's a bastard. But, despite him being like that you'd always have a soft spot for him. You can't help yourself but get drawn to him despite hating him to the core! How can I win against him then?" Cedric's tears streamed down his cheeks and I know, he does love me so much. He loves me so much to the point he's become desperate for my affection. I know what he did was wrong but I have no right to correct him since he's telling the truth.

"We have things to discuss." I rose and followed him from the circle, knowing that tonight had changed everything between us. The beautiful disaster he'd promised was just beginning, and I was starting to understand that we were both going to be casualties in this war between love and hate. The only question was who would surrender first.

Zay’s POV They say love can be gentle. That it’s soft whispers in the night, warm hands held under starlight, promises whispered like secrets between two souls. But mine? My love for Vee is something else entirely. It’s fire and shadow. It’s fierce and relentless. It’s the kind of love that claws at your insides and refuses to let go. I’ve watched other guys look at her—carefree, casual, like she was just another prize to chase. But I know better. I know Vee. She’s not just anyone. She’s mine.

“And I never have. Not when I first met you, not when I married you… not even now. Not for a single moment. But I can’t forgive you.” “I know.” His eyes locked on mine — deep, unflinching, as if he could see straight through my soul. “I know, and I’m not asking you to. I don’t deserve forgiveness. But if you ever started to hate me… I couldn’t bear it.” “From the very beginning, I couldn’t hate you,” I whispered. “I tried. God knows I tried. But every time, I failed. Despite everything, I fell in love with you — so deeply that for the first time in my life, I went against my father. I thought if I chose you, you’d choose me too. I thought you’d protect me. I believed in you, Dante.”

Hello, my lovely readers, Thank you for giving this story a chance, and even more, for patiently waiting for the updates as I am not regular with my updates. No matter how many times I apologize for it, I know it’s not enough. "Hate You as Much as I Love You" wasn’t my first idea when I decided to write a story. It was actually a werewolf romance that I first began to write as a writer. Then I decided to enter a contest and put it on hold. I chose the second chance theme for my very first novel. The plot came to me almost instantly. At first, I had planned for the book to be around 80 chapters, but as you can see, it eventually grew into 106 chapters.