My Love My Hatred Full Novels & Stories

He kept asking questions like a lesson teacher and it was so fucking annoying. ‘I do not have the full details and that is why i want to go home. Now, if you do not mind, I have alot of things to do.’ I moved away and overlooked his facial expression. I hate whenever he tries to control me. His recent attitude of being posssive, pissed me and it annoyed me to the core. I hate it! While I walked away, I felt he was still staring at me but i did not turn to look or act regretful. I love him but my family comes first. The choice was for him to pick.

Once, when I called him during one of those trips, I heard a man’s voice shout through the phone, laughing, “Calling your little girlfriend again? Is that why you dragged me to shop for dresses? I swear, Mr. Draycott—you’re the first man bold enough to take me shopping. But I respect that. That’s love!” I don’t remember what came after that. But that line stuck. Do I hate Kaelen for what he did? For rejecting me? No. But do I still love him…? I shook my head. Focused on the packing. … The next morning, I got up early. Finished everything I hadn’t the night before. Stacked the boxes. Then sat and waited for the moving company to arrive. Just as I opened my door to step out, Kaelen opened his.

I had seen what tore us apart but I find myself asking, "How do I know if I'm making a mistake or not?" "I can't answer that question for you. Only you can. You just have to figure out if you love her more than you hate her." Louis stretches his arms out as Joey hugs him around his waist, placing a kiss on his cheek. I feel like I'm intruding and third wheeling right now. Taking a sip from my glass, my mind runs around the same question over and over again. How do I know if my love for Celestine is greater than my hate for her?

Sanya... I don't want to keep being stuck here with this annoying guy. He even threatened me earlier, thinking he could intimidate me. I am Chrissanya Evangelista, and I've never been afraid of a man, especially not someone like Adam Zhymian. Maybe others think I'm a really terrible person, wondering why I'm so angry with him. Truth be told, it's not just him I'm angry at, it's all men. I might even be considered a man-hater, right?

A hatred I have inherited, she is the reason for everything bad that has happened to me and my family, I can’t wait to meet her and watch her as she takes her last breath. I stared down at Valentina, she looked frail. I can kill her now before she becomes that girl that breaks my heart in to countless pieces. I can kill her now before she becomes the end of me. I picked up the pillow next to her and held it a few inches from her face. “I have to do this or it might be me laying in a pool of my own blood soon.” I whispered, trying to motivate myself as I moved the pillow closer. “A cold blooded devil like yourself is incapable of love and affection. Anger and hatred is all you know Diego.” I

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

Why does he want to marry me? Why me? How he knows my all favorite taste I love white and golden, I love mango juice, I love that makeup and dresses, perfumes that I always dream of, even the sandwich I ate was onion-free and full of cheese and mayonnaise just like I always eat in the lunch..... How he knows that???

____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh I'm doin' time It's a real fight But its all right Sometimes I just hate to love you~ Her voice rang in my ear and brought me back from the La La land of my thoughts as she completed the song. I know she is looking at me. I can feel her glare on me.... Her voice held pain, anger, hatred all directed at me..... I looked up when our professor said, "woah that was intense! You so beautifully spoke your emotions with the lyrics! And you

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

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