The-dream Love/hate Novels & Stories

Tequila asked her sister and Dream scratched her head. "I don't know what you are talking about," Dream said and Tequila rolled her eyes. "You love him," she said. Dream looked at her but she did not say anything, that was all the approval that she needed. "You love him, but don't you know that a relationship between the two of you is almost impossible? You both come from two worlds Dream, you are only setting yourself up for hurt," Tequila said and Dream shrugged.

"You've got to be kidding me! I don't like her, not at all! If ever, it's hatred." "Really?" Leroy smirked. I stared at them deadpan as they started laughing. "Whatever you say..." Dax said, deepening his voice for effect, "but remember, there's a thin line between love and hatred. For sure that hate you are feeling will turn into love. And before you know it, you'll be trapped. And you won't be able to escape until you accept it." Pshh. Nonsense. The words still haunted me. What did Dax mean? I wasn't in love that was for sure. I've had many flings, but why would hating someone bother me so much?

she whispered to the empty air. She thought back to those two nights with Thomas. They should have been sacred—moments of deep connection in a stressful world. But they were tainted by his “disgust”. If he had been talking to a neighbor about his experience then every "I love you" he’d uttered afterward was a lie, a performance. He hadn't just cheated on her; he had been auditioning for a better life while she paid the entry f*e.

I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

Tears began to well up again. “She hates me, Damon.” I buried my face in my hands, sobbing loudly. “That's not true. Your mother cares for you.” I could hear him say. “That's not true,” I shook my head. “It's my fault that all this happened to her. She said so. I heard her.” I reached for his collar as if asking for some answer or redemption in his eyes. Damon only looked at me calmly and sat down next to me on the bed. “Dreams can tell the truth but can lie as well. They either show us what we desperately want or display our biggest faults and fears to torment us.”

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

"You dream a lot, dreams that are impossible to reach reality. You are my mate that fate chose for me, meaning that you are mine, and I will never allow you to stay away from me. One thing will make me let you go, and that is death." She looked at him very angrily as she said “You're a crazy bastard, you're a maniac, let me and the baby go, you bastard. I hate you.” “Hate and love are the same coin. It doesn’t matter if you love me or hate me. The important thing is that you have feelings for me, and that alone is enough for me.” She felt anger rising inside her, the bastard in front of her could never be defeated, and he always insisted on making her reach the peak of her anger.

Her heels were clicking on the floor and it annoyed Jonathan so much as he wasn’t used to that sound and more importantly, he was trying to focus on the newspaper. With a determined resolve, Hazel locked eyes with him. “I will only believe that my husband is dead when I see his lifeless body in the mortuary. Until then, all this talk of a levirate contract and marrying you is ultimate bullshit!” Her voice wavered slightly, but her conviction was unwavering and she was snarling at him.

I don't believe in marriage and love, or whatever nonsense this world invented. Because if love was real, married couples wouldn't separate, like what Adam and I are planning to do eventually. If love was true, there wouldn't be parentless children in orphanages. If love was real, men wouldn't seek other women even if they were married, like Crisanto - oh yeah, he's my biological father - ever since high school I stopped calling him Dad, why bother? He never loved me or my Mom. I don't know if he loved my mom or if he just stayed for the money.

"So, you came up with the next plan to replace Eva?? What a sick joke is this?? Even though they two look alike, both are polar opposites, Dad. And most importantly, I don't love her. In fact, I was the meanest bully of her high school life. And now, as her sister betrayed me to such an extent that I wanted to burn down their whole family…" "Chris, think about your Granny. I haven't had another way. You know, she is very sick and wants to die peacefully seeing you have a happy family. I know, I am asking too much. But, for your Granny, do this. After she is gone, it's up to you people to continue your journey together or to go separate ways…" "Do you think I will ever accept that nerdy?? I