My First Love Hate Novels & Stories

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.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 , 𝑰𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 "

“Aw, dad, I understand Julian had bruised your ego so greatly after sleeping with the love of your life and getting your daughter pregnant." Mr. Parker bristled in anger. “SANDRA!" She smirked. “Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred... hatred cradles you.”

I just couldn't afford returning home without a job. "Well welcome aboard!" He exclaimed and slipped my file in his drawer close by. With a wry smile, I stood up and thanked him. I was to return the next day. I felt like screaming for joy, or let me say pain. Teaching was the worst job ever for me. It was my second list after detective. I wondered why I hated working, but I just had to right, this is the 21st century, and we've got to struggle to survive but to me, this wasn't what I wanted. As I cat walked, I came across a grocery shop and I hopped in. I was going to sponsor today's meal with those horrible neighbors because I got the job. They more like agents fixing people with works and

His words halted as his gaze met my red eyes. “The fact that you still remember her, I hate you…” I got up pushing him away, I felt my body burning with these sudden emotions. What am I feeling? Why do I feel so worked up because of it? I slammed the door with all my might, if I had the power I might as well put the world on fire. Why can’t people seem to forget their first love? Is it because it’s unrequited? Because it wasn’t fulfilled? Come to think of it, first it such a good word, we become happy whenever we come first, we feel proud of being firsts but does the meaning change when it comes to love?

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

I had learnt something else, something which had changed my mindset. From all my observations in the past month, I had figured out that Hate was way more stronger than Love. Love was nothing but fantasy, something read in storybooks and viewed in movies. It was something mistaken by others as real and true, while it was truly nothing but mere lust compounded with desire and sexual need. Something which our body hormones toy with us.

That's why my hatred was far more worse than it should have. Sia pushed herself down from the couch as she sobbed harder. She did not want to think about it. She did not want to know. Everything was just too messed up. Messed up beyond words. ' I have told you right? I loved you the moment I saw you at the waterfall. I loved you before knowing who you were and what ill-fate we shared. My love was true but I was not used to loving people. I just knew how to hate and dwell in vengeance and that's what I did to you. I wish I was able to tell you how much I really loved you and then hated you because you left me broken. But I wish Sia...That we would be together if there is any world out there o

I murmured to him constantly, reciting fragments of memories, silly things, half-forgotten stories, and dreams I hoped we might still have. “Do you remember the first time we met?” I whispered one night, brushing a hand over his hair. “You were so impossible. Stubborn. Annoying. And I hated you immediately.” My lips twitched despite the tension in my chest. “Now…" well, I still hate you sometimes, but it’s… a better kind of hate. Or maybe… love. Yeah. Definitely love.” I paused, pressing my cheek to his shoulder. “You better wake up soon because if you think I’m letting you lie here forever while I do all the hard work of surviving, you are very wrong.”