Song Thin Line Between Love And Hate Novels & Stories

Elina Rascal! Andrew is such a rascal! Why he is doing this to me?! If everything will go like this, I am surely gonna hate him more in these three months than love. It's not like I wanna hate him just because he kidnapped me but he is making me hate him more and more. Will anyone take the life out of him, if he told me the truth?! Absolutely, not! Or maybe...yes? Ughh! And last night, I promised him that I will find out everything eventually that everyone is hiding from me in anger. Why I have a bad habit of making promises when someone challenges me?

He said suddenly and I smiled to him "I'm happy when you're happy." "That's suppose to be my line little one." He said "Too bad." "Love you Song Hailey." He kissed me

To be honest she look very pretty in her white dress. She placed her hands around his neck and he around her waist. As if that wasn't enough he pulls her even closer so there isn't any space between them. The beat of the song started to play and I immediately froze. It was 'Love Story ' by Taylor Swift. Haven't these people hurt me enough. But I have no choice but to start singing. We were both young when I first saw you I close my eyes and the flashback starts I'm standing there On a balcony in summer air

In a calm environment under a big beautiful tree which serves as a shade at the center of the mansion. Nyla sits lonely and imagining the fear and shame to face her friends when the news of being in-love with her bro and even getting pregnant for him have gone viral. The moon is in full shape, the stars are sparkling endlessly, the insects gives out beautiful sounds. Everywhere appears brighter and adorable but rather its seems to be the darkest part of Nyla’s life.

“Hear me out. I’m just saying that you’ve been living like the dead since Chloe died. But apart from the twins, Sierra’s the only one who seems to shake that off. She’s been able to bring out emotion in you.” The words sting, and I tighten my jaw. “You’re overstepping, Gunner.” “But I’m not wrong. You haven’t been this angry in years. You’ve been numb, and she made you feel something other than sadness and depression.” “All I feel is anger and hatred… Don’t make it seem like it’s something special or some shit like love.” “Hate is such a strong word,” he tsks. “But remember there’s a fine line between love and hate.”

I exhale, but it's a whisper of his name that comes out of my lips. "Let's not talk about this anymore, I don't want you stressing over things that don't matter" He says and pulls me with him out of the pantry. Things that don't matter? How doesn't this matter. He orchestrated everything and it... Worked. I'm with him now, after swearing to hate him forever a few weeks ago I don't even remember what it felt like to be truly annoyed with him now. People say there's a thin line between love and hate and I'm just starting to realize how true that statement is.

“Going back to Blackthorn gave me enough determination to leave. I can't be in a place where I'm not welcomed.” “And if they, one day, decided to accept you wholeheartedly, would you return?” His question caught me off guard, making me stutter. “Why– why are–” He let out a humourless laughter. “He still occupies your heart, Vixen.” “No, he doesn't.” He nods. “Yes he does. There's a thin line between love and hate. Your hatred stems from love.” I was tired of listening to Sav speak as though he knew me.

The anger inside her increased and it felt like it burned hotter than the cold around her. ‘And why do you care?’ she snapped. ‘You and your friends… you’re all scumbags!’ Her voice cracked as she shouted. The words came out sharp but the tears followed immediately. She was breaking down again and again… repeatedly. She hated it but she couldn’t control it. Alex sighed and opened the car door. His face showed a mix of regret and pity as he stepped out and walked toward her. She backed away at once, not wanting him anywhere near her. But he reached her and gently pulled her closer, wrapping his suit jacket around her bare shoulders and shielding her with his body from the cold wind.

"I regret it now! I don't want this life! I love Sergio now. I never wanted to replace you as Madre. I just wanted to be with Sergio. My Papà died for yours. Without him, you and Luca would have been dead long ago. Can't you show some gratitude and let me have him?" There it was. That "gratitude" again. Luca had risked his life for that word, and now Elena was using it to threaten me. I finally realized how sinister people could be. Love and gratitude were nothing more than stepping stones for their own interests. I raised my hand for another slap, but Sergio grabbed my wrist tightly. The next second, he swung me back hard. My back slammed hard against the cold wall. The impact was so violen

☆Daniel☆ My fists were tightly balled and my chest weighed down, yet the moment her gaze met mine, my voice vanished again. I could see the pure hatred in her eyes, a stark contrast to the woman I once knew. The woman who always looked at me with so much love and hope. What else could I have anticipated after what I did to her, when she had been nothing but a devoted wife? “Say something! Are you really this stupid?” Kate yelled at me.