There's A Thin Line Between Love And Hate Meaning Novels & Stories

“Forget it.” A sideways smile appeared on Santiago's face. "You still love him," he hypothesized. “No, I don’t.” She instantly denied it. “I hate him.” “You know there’s a thin line between love and hate, don’t you?” Santiago rested his chin on his right fist, his eyes fixed on hers. But when he saw she looked uneasy having this conversation, he decided to end it. “I’m not going to pry deeper, Annaliese. Just think about it. Having studied Psychology, all kinds of human behavior and all, all I want to say is look deep into your heart. Don’t develop hatred, but let go. That’s only if you want to move on.” He leaned back against the chair.

From hate to love. ~THE END~

Henry's voice was skeptical. "In Xander's words," I was put all the blame on him. "There's only a thin line between love and hate." ||||||||

Wyatt said, "I could feel that you hated him so much, but hatred arises from love. If you no longer love him, you wouldn't hate him this much." Elianna took a step closer suddenly and said, "I loved him, that was me being blind with my heart. Now I see his true colors, all that love has turned into hatred. Hatred doesn't mean I still love him, it's because he was too heartless." Her eye sockets, involuntarily turned slightly red.

i asked while looking at him. A devilish smirk that i had long learned to fear years ago spreads across his face. He leans in closer and grabs my hips pulling me closer and whispers " oh love are you jealous?" He asked while stroking the tattoo he know i had on my right thigh causing me to shiver under his touch. " And if i am" i said regaining control over my body. He smiled " then you don't have to be your the only woman i want and will ever need I'm here for someone who crossed me" he said pulling back putting space between us.

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.”

"Oh I see. You're one of those kinky girls who likes to be roughed up by the bad boys. It's okay Kyla. Your secret is safe with me. I can be as rough as you need." "You are not funny and I still hate you!" I screamed at his lower back. "Well Kitten, you know what they say," he rumbled, his hand gripping the back of my thigh to keep me steady, a touch that sent a jolt of electricity straight to my core. "There's a very thin line between love and hate. And you're dancing right on the edge of it." "Ha!" I laughed bitterly, my hair swinging wildly near his waist. "The sky will bleed and the moon will turn to dust before I, Kyla Eclipse ever fall in love with a man like you."

my mothers words scream at me inside my head. I look around at the people around me, some of the faces i recognize from over the years. I never bothered to make friends its kind of pointless when you hidding. " Anyone tries anything they die" says the man next to garret. Ive never seen him before he's well kept clearly a man of higher standing than garret with clean white sleeves and shiny boots. Hes handome with blonde hair and a sharp jaw. They all like that, beautiful built like gods with bodies carved from the heavens themself. But i know better its just a mask hiding the beast they really are. Devils disguised as angles.

my voice trailed off and I ended up in Finn’s arms, crying bitterly. “Maybe you do not know… but there’s a only a thin line, a very thin line, between love and hate” “It might not be love… but he definitely feels something less than hate for you…”

"The first reason is that they're really good at codifying their passions. They can truthfully and objectively say if someone is attractive or not while keeping their opinions about the other person's personality separate. This compartmentalisation allows two people to come close and enjoy the adrenaline rush that comes from crossing the boundaries that they normally wouldn't. Your body basically craves the illicit. The forbidden." Nandini's eyes snapped open, she seemed to be terrified. "Is she fucking insane or what? Craving the illicit! I don't crave Manik secretly." She mumbled under her breath inaudible to Alya. "What's your other reason? "The second is that there is a thin line betwe