The-dream Love/hate Novels & Stories

I apologized. “No. I am not angry my dear. We understand how you are feeling but this is fate” She started. “Some marriages are arranged but they end up with love. Can’t you see me and your father?” Oh that story! We found it boring. Annabelle and I wished our love stories to be full of adventures – maybe that was why God gave me the world best man to marry, the dark lord!

I sat down in the bench and closed my eyes while feeling the cold wind. Hade…Dark Hades…its Christmas today. I dreamt last night that I was with you. You were here with me in that dream. We were so happy and peaceful. We were so in love in that dream. I was so happy. You were so happy. You kissed me in that dream and you whispered ‘I love you’ to me. I wanna stay in that dream forever but I wake up with my tears on my eyes. My dream was so happy but why do I woke up with tears in my eyes?

The four words almost seemed to have been squeezed out of his throat with a tremble. She said, "I don't hate you, and I don't want to hate you. Hate is a very hurtful feeling. It was nice being in love with you. I don't want to add hatred to it. Between love and career, you chose the latter. That’s all you did.”

‘I am fine ma, nothing is wrong with me’ Laura quietly answered, making her way to meet her dance partner, Diamant. He looked at her closely, smiling cutely. He was tall but an inch taller than Jace, possessing calm grey oceanic eyes and has a calmer but possessive aura around him. Unlike Jace, he has a better sense of humor and tends to understand people but at the same time, he has anger issues when triggered to the core. He once had a fight with jace in junior class over a girl. Both of them ended up in the hospital though Jace got seriously injured by his opponent. It was hard for the two friends to reconcile after this incidence but after realizing how foolish they seemed, a reconciliat

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

Tiberius explained as the song ended, leaving us standing in the center of the dance floor. “And I can’t think of a more perfect song. Because it was once upon a dream that we met and every day with you feels like a dream.” He smiled. “I love you, Katrina Liliana D’Amore, from the moment I saw you in that dream and will for the rest of this life and every life we share after this. You were my Princess Charming, slayer of evil witches, and my true love.”

Not just a random guy. He chuckled and I frowned. "Fuck? Thought we were making love" he teased and I rolled my eyes again. "In your dreams" I bite my inner lips, trying to stop myself from wishing the same. My mind takes me back to Dain, the person I thought I loved and wanted only to find out he was a fake. No, I won't think about him... right now, I want to risk it all with someone else and not hold on to broken dreams. Dain is that broken dream that brings nothing but my most hated trauma.

Love and family. THE END

said Daniel. "Fall in love?" asked Dedi with a deep voice that had only been sitting next to Diki and listening to all their words. "Yes Pa, it all started with hate and eventually turned into love. The same is the case with my love story with Dissa who can't tell the difference between hate and love. But, hate and love are thin, hehehe..." Daniel replied continuing to laugh. Dedi just shook his head looking at Dedi. "It's finished not laughing," said Dissa who was standing in front of Daniel.

Hope Hate it radiates from every cell in my body. It burns with every breath i take as i drag my tired feet through the mud beneth me forcing myself to stand when i hear the men shouting from the door keeping us locked in this god forsaken place. I can hear the cough of a small girl no more than 10 in the cell next to mine, her chains rattiling with every shake of her shoulders. i wonder what she did to get here. Shes weak we all are, no food or water for two days will do that to you. The dougens smell of sulfure and desparation. Its dark with a single dimly lit lantern sitting in the corner. It flickers from the small breeze coming from beneath the doungen door. My name is hope, its kind of