Olivia O'brien Hate U Love U Novels & Stories

"You see that woman happens to have but one son, I am the only child of my mother and we've been very close from day one. She loves checking up on me and that's all! I really think you should stop making these assumptions in your head because mother really likes you alot and I'm sure that she is transferring all the love she has for me to you . If you keep on behaving this way you would only end up being in an enimity with her and I'm sure you wouldn't want that. You know mother is a very soft and kind-hearted woman, but at the same time if she happens to hate you, you would really regret it. So I think whatever thing going through your head you should try and keep it calm , learn to love th

Ava's POV : "For now, take a rest, Mrs Ava Hayes!!" His cold voice made me tremble. After he left, I could only sob, hiding my face pressed into the pillow. By his behaviour at the altar, I know, he wasn't aware of all these incidents. Even though he was the person I hate, I know he loved Eva so much. That was one of the reasons he bullied me too much during those school days.

He just hate him don't know why. " Firstly that navya was here and now this aryamann came. Why god why you're sending all headaches to my beautiful life one by one. I am a major and my own dad is ordering me to teach students who are being headache to me on first place. God please i don't want anything but one thing please don't let aryamann and navya avasthi in my way.i just hate aryamann and my vulnerability is i can't tell anyone." Kabir's pov

"It's obvious, yet you deny it." "I just tapped your cheek." "Okay, if you say so, I'll just pretend that I didn't feel your hand brushing against my cheek." "Will you stop teasing me?! Because, honestly, I'm running out of patience, and Zhymian, I'm just one step away from beating you!" "Why don't you do it then? And by the way, Chrissanya Evangelista, you're not the only one who can insult me, including your friends." "You deserve it."

"If you had been there for Michael, maybe he wouldn't be gone now." Jonathan's heart ached with guilt, his own grief mingling with the weight of his mother's blame. "Mom, I didn't know... I couldn't have known that he was going to be in that situation." “You’re murderer! A killer. I hate you! It’s all your fault.” If words could kill Jonathan would be dead by now. He bit his lower lip and swallowed hard because those were the words he wanted to hear from his own mother. His eyes were a little tearful and like a little child he lookedbat his father asking for help.

“ What do you have with my husband and where do you know him from because the Louis that I know would never want any girl to go close to him , I am not a fool , I could see the way he stared at you when he saw you at that meeting , well I am that observant . I felt my throat go dry the moment she said all of that. I couldn't comprehend why all of this was happening to me , here I was trying to let go of all the betrayal that I had been facing and now I have to face this . I think that life itself has really been unfair to me and all of this is my fault . “ Do you know what I hate most, Olivia , I hate when I talk to people and they just keep dumb or look at me like I am a bully . I hate aski

I pointed at her with anger and hurt situated deep within my core. “We didn’t mean to do this…” Brittney started. “Didn’t mean to? You accidentally planned a wedding with my husband?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Congrats, Brittney. You are so clumsy” “Stop this. We just started talking and we happened to fall in love, Nicole” and he had the audacity to look at her with a smile on his face. My head rang and I reached for my hair, yanking at the roots, trying to focus on anything but the hurt trying to swallow me whole.

Tears streamed down her cheeks. He didn't stop. When she saw him push into her—still wearing the same condom he'd used on Nadine—something inside her snapped. "Nolan, I hate you!" He froze. Then he bit down on her lip—hard—until blood spilled. In the pale moonlight, mouth stained red, he leaned in and sneered. "You don't get to say that."

What is love? @rita_ Love? You wrote: l-o-v-e? @isabelle_ Love is a purple flower that blooms in the hearts of suckers. @olívia_ Nobody invited you to this chat, kid. @rita_ Yeah, why’s she in the group? @isabelle_ So I don’t end up like you two in the future. @olívia’s in love with her toxic husband. @olívia_ He’s not… toxic. @rita_ Not at all! Just arrogant, deceitful, aggressive, idiot, jerk, and wants to kill our dad.

"The man who loves to hate me." And his hatred has become my fixation, a twisted allure I'm powerless to resist.