Novel & Cerita My Love My Hatred

“This isn’t love. It’s sick what you are doing to me. This is not right Tristan… How can you think for one second that anything good will come out of this? You think I will change my mind and want to be with you?” “Your body wants to be with me… It’s just your head.” “That’s just it isn’t it? I will never be swayed, whether or not you give me the best pleasures ever, I will never let what you did to me cloud how I feel. I can never feel more than hatred toward you. I’m sure deep down you know this.” “Love… Hate… Same thing really.”

I held my breath, my heart pounding, as I anxiously awaited his explanation. "I can't imagine my life without you," he confessed, his voice filled with emotion. "You bring light into my darkest days and make every moment brighter. I've come to realize that I love you, more than I ever thought possible." A surge of conflicting emotions washed over me, and I couldn't help but let out a bitter chuckle. Hatred filled my being as I listened to his words. Did he really think he could fool me with empty declarations of love? Tears welled up in my eyes as I reached out to grasp his hand, my voice trembling with contempt. "I hate you with every fiber of my being," I whispered, my words laced with dis

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 would have saved myself a lot of heartache. “Yes, loving you was a mistake. It almost feels like a curse. Look at me - there’s not much to say about me. There’s not much to me as a person, even. I’ve wasted my life on you. Even though I know you never asked me to, even though I know it’s all my fault, I can’t help the resentment I feel towards you so if you’re curious – if you want to know what’s happened to the love I once had for you, well, it’s not there anymore. All I feel now is hatred.” Hatred and disgust. For myself. For him.

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

He hates it when I talk to him He hates when am alone He hates it when I talk to others, why does he choose to hate me so much yet smile at almost everyone in school, does my presence irritate him that much? Why can't I be good enough to him? I’ve loved him all these years yet his hatred for me keeps growing stronger every single day. Even when I chose to make friends with others he still hated me, I can't help my tears as they keep pouring. Is it a crime to love Liam? Whatd oes he really want from me?

I snarled, “I get that you have found her but can you leave me the fuck alone if you don't have the decency to feel sorry for me! For us, Dammit!” He stammered, “You c-can’t–” I yelled, “I don't care what you think, asshole. I can and I will do whatever I want. It's none of your goddamn business!” I hated him… I hated the fact that I couldn't hate him enough to vanquish the love I felt for him. “I hate you so much….” I let out a sob as I started throwing my things into a bag. “You don't e-even k-know me...” he stuttered, more concerned about the hatred I mentioned.

How am I going to love you when you want to drown me in your hatred, Ruben? “How could you choose to become her?” “I will find out the reason, and once I do, I will punish you for this.” The words were different, but the hatred was the same. If you could listen to me for once, the only reason I would give was the prayers I released in this universe to be with you, but I forget to ask to make you fall in love with me. Loathing dripping from his expression, asking me to give him a reason. I couldn’t utter the word in pain, only the dishonest tears welled up in my defense. “I will make you regret every moment you spend in this house.” If hurting me doesn’t hurt you, then there would be no love.

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.

One second he was flirting with my grandmother then the next he was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. "Idiot" I mumbled. Of course he wouldn't know why I was trying to kill him. He unknowingly ruined my life. I hated him for it. "I'll see you soon, beautiful." He said, turning back to my grandmother instantly nodded, "Feel free to visit whenever you like. Just don't bring the guns."