The-dream Love/hate Novels & Stories

Dannie smiled wryly as he leaned back in the chair, "Yes, the first love as well as the first person I most want to destroy." he replied. “Ah, damn it! Just thinking about her makes my blood boil!” Sena didn't say anything, just stared at Dannie who suddenly laughed. But for some reason his laughter actually made Sena's heart throb painfully. "You must really hate her..." "As well as love her?" Dannie continued Sena's words. And to these words, Sena agreed. Ah, again, she saw people betrayed by love. So what reason do you have to believe in love?

"No, this can't be happening!" A moment later, he looked up at me and reached out his hands. "Elena, you can't do this to me. I love you so much. I told you that you would always be my Donna." I looked at him and sneered, kicking his hand away. "Your Donna? Luca, from the day you betrayed me, I stopped caring about that title!"

she moaned while closing her eyes. "I haven't been hearing from Jon for the past three weeks now and I have no idea where he could have been or what he is doing. Gosh!" she said, worriedly. Even though she has been trying to convince herself that she has moved on and she doesn't care about Jon again, she knew she still cares for him, she still couldn't get his image off her head every day. Even in her sleep, she always had dreams of him, of their beautiful moments, she knew she was still into him. "It's not like he is a bad fella," she said with a slight rosiness. "Rose stop it, you know he is a cheater and a player" she yelled inwardly, trying to wake herself up from this damnable love. But

He had made that clear from the beginning. He was what I had dreamed of my whole life — not the sanitized version of love that movies sell, not the polite, predictable affection that comes with rules and boundaries, but the kind that consumes you. The kind that makes you feel like you’re the center of someone’s universe. The kind that’s messy and possessive and terrifyingly beautiful. Damon was all of that. He was the man who would burn cities for me, who would bleed for me, who would destroy anyone who dared to touch me.

"And here you are lying to my face saying you guys are not dating when you are basically a married couple." "But, Kier, don't we need to love each other to date?" Kier's eyebrows shoots up. "Are you telling me you let him hug you, kiss you, and fuck you even if you hate him? Stop kidding yourself, Tia." That shuts me up. I don't know. I really don't know. Everything is so messed up that all I want is to just enjoy all the time this world could offer. Who am I to fall in love? I have taken lives of people who's probably loved by someone.

Azalea chuckled at her cuteness and ran his hands across her soft skin. “We didn't know how to love you and hate you at the same time so we thought the best option was to leave” Alicia said with her head lowered in shame. Azalea pulled her closer to him so that she was cuddled up beside him on the other side. He kissed both their foreheads and said, “I'm sorry for putting you both in such a position, it was how I felt with you girls when we first met, I wanted you and didn't at the same time. I guess it was truly our fate, to hate and to love”

Their relationship was sweet but passionate at the same time. But not happiness stays for a long time! "He will come to make their sweetest dream turn into a nightmare." Do Vote.Do follow me. Leave your feedback for me. Spread the purple heart 💜💜. Follow me on I*: jaeunie655

I was stunned and then my eyes landed on Dante. " Don't tell me, Dante?" I said looking at Dante dumbfoundedly. Dante nodded and smiled at me sadly. He took a few steps towards me and said, " I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, I was afraid. I just turned seventeen and I found my mate." He grabbed Madisson's hands in front of me and they both looked at me with pity. " I'm sorry but I can't be with you... I love my mate and I want to spend the rest of my life with her." He said looking at Madisson.

He never cried before not even when his mother died , he one cried for his first love but this this felt different . He didn't want to accept he loves her. He hated the word "love". It was such a so called feeling for him and now this so called feeling crashed him down. Ethan who did not ever gave a fuck about anything or anyone is this world was on his knees crying his eyes out. This word "love " broke him in to several pieces which could never be mend again. Ethan: "WHY....... WHY WHY WHYYYY!!!"

For two days now, the body of a young lady who maimed to death still lies on the street of our house. At several times, I had wished for a true love, the love that never existed among my parents, at several occasions, I had seen and heard my mom wept sore in silence, that image had stayed glued to my mind: the image of countless of brawls between my mom and dad; the endless night sobbing of my mom, over my dad's many late night returns from work, my dad was the Ceo of the Pinnacle Brewery. I had come to believe that I will never love any man, and that I will never even get married, I just hated every masculine creature, I hated all the boys in my school, I hated the more... our male teachers