My First Love Hate Novels & Stories

Chapter 59 - Is my mommy going to be okay? Perhaps— We never really get over our first love. We tend to pretend that we don't care about the anymore and that their actions don't affect us but the truth is they do. Our first loves were and always will be the first people who introduced these weird feelings within us. There were mostly likely our first heartbreak and that gives a distinct feeling of bitterness. First loves might also have been responsible for taking away most of our other firsts as well. They mean more to us than we would like to think. Getting over them was probably the hardest thing anyone has ever had to do. Some say you never get over them, you just find a coping mechanism

Hana stammered because she was in pain. “Tch, you and that rotten man are the same. You hypocrites! You say you want me to be happy, but you two just take all my happiness and make me worse with all this suffocating hatred. Do you know how disappointed I am with the news of your pregnancy? I am angry! I hate it and I'm very disappointed in myself who has never been able to compete with my hyungs in everything. Even when it comes to women, my hyungs are always luckier than me. Do you remember our first meeting? But, I'm sure you won't remember because I've erased all your memories so you can't possibly remember anything in the past. Actually, I was the first to meet you and love you. Even tho

"...what?" "You're my first love."

My lips shook and my voice broke as I sobbed harder, the weight of everything crushing me. "I hate you!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the room. "I hate… you… so much!" But even as I said it, the ache in my chest remained. The love I once had for him felt like a curse I couldn’t escape from. I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to hate him. I had loved him too much than to just change how I felt towards him. Life is just so cruel! It took a few weeks to fall in love with him, but I couldn’t even hate him when I wanted to. Just why?

Frustration is evident from the tone of my voice, “what’s so bad about me that you hate me so much? Why did you marry me if you hate me this way?” Tears well up in my eyes, I hate to admit this but it is what it is. I hate that I feel this way but I can’t stop myself from feeling this way. It’s sweet yet annoying in the process. When I first came here, I made a vow to hate him every day but right now..I can still feel his lips on mine, I can still the way his hands caressed my body, the way his dick thrusted in and out of me..I can still feel every single thing like it happened just yesterday but this man hates me, he hates my guts so much and I…

The anger I feel in my soul at this very moment can burn up a room and of course it was caused by her, I mean who else could make me feel this way. Fourteen years down the line and I still hated her just as much as I did the first time I realized what she had done. If anyone told me I would have this much hatred for Lily when we first met I would have blatantly denied it because She was the first person that made me feel the word “love”. I remember the day I first ran into her like it was yesterday.

Her sufferings, pain, and sadness were a failings that shouldn’t have happened. “I hate your smile makes my heart mushy, I hate your strong headed nature, selfishness, and the stupid things that you do that have the most effect on me. I hate that I can’t quit you no matter how hard I try. I hate the more you push me away the tougher I desire to be with you. I hate Nicole meeting you first when it should have been me, I hate to think you thought about divorcing me. I hate you for these things but I love you for everything, the pain, tears, obstacles. I love that I love you.”

“I know. It just feels like... I don’t know. Like I’m stuck in between. He’s getting married, and I’m just... here.” “You’re not just here, Lil,” Claire said firmly. “You’re building a new life. It may not feel like it now, but you’re moving forward too. You’ve been through more than most people your age ever will, and you’ve come out stronger because of it.” Lillian nodded, though the ache in her chest still lingered. “I don’t even want to be with him,” she admitted. “It’s just weird. Seeing him with someone else.” Claire smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind Lillian’s ear. “First love is always hard to let go of, even when you’re ready. It’s okay to feel sad about it. It doesn’t

I can’t help but feel it is forbidden. “I shouldn’t but I do. The first time I saw you in this club, I couldn’t take my eyes off you, I felt this overwhelming euphoric feeling engulf me it is like I was meant to be there though on your part you deliberately choose to be there. What wasn’t deliberate was how I felt for you, at first I thought it was attraction and would go away when you suggested a booty call agreement. I was just lying to myself when I said I was there for the free sex; the feelings grew stronger. Just like a circle I ended up where it began, with you, no matter how I tried to run away from it. I wasn’t sure of how things were going but it owned me anyway. All through I felt

That was way too weird. I had to make Miles go back and come see me in human form. There was no way I was going to give in first, so I decided to provoke him. I poked the black snake awake and started sweet-talking. "Hey, Blackie, I think I've been feeling kind of lonely lately." The black snake looked confused. "I think I wanna fall in love again," I went on. "The soft, romantic kind. Holding hands in the rain, kissing under the stars, then getting married and having a little girl I can dress up…"