What Is Love And Hate Relationship Novels & Stories

“I think you have it twisted. This is for revenge, I need to see him suffer. To feel the same pain that I did.” “Noted,” Erlan said, the amusement returning to his tone. “But mon chérie, the opposite of love isn’t hate. It’s indifference. You hate him, but you still care. Take it from me—there’s a very thin line between love and hate. You never really know when they intersect.” His voice was silk over a blade. My free hand curled into a fist. “Ugh! I don’t know why I’m surprised. You’re his friend, so of course you’re just as infuriating. Calling you was a mistake.”

“I envy their relationship, though. There's a high chance they might become friends.” The more you hate, the more you love. Heidi found herself reaching for the wine glass again despite repulsing it. Wasn't it also true that the more you love, the more it hurts? As true as those phrases were, they were better avoided. If only one had the power to do that. If she'd been sane enough and controlled herself as early as the iron was still hot, things wouldn't have gotten to this, because, after love and hate, came the irredeemable hurt.

But everytime she thinks about their relationship, she just can’t believe that they fell for each other. Who would fall for each other when all they did was diss each other? Only L and Patrice. Who would fall for your total opposite? Only L and Patrice. Who would fall for someone who shouts at you almost every minute of the day? Only L and Patrice. And most of all, who would fall for someone with the personality you disgust so much that seeing that someone makes you want to puke? Only L and Patrice. So, maybe, it’s true. There’s a thin line between love and hate.

"There is a thin line between love and hate?" She shook her head slowly. "There is no love in this relationship, Zander. This is pure hate." I chuckled. "You're wrong. I know you feel it. I see it in the depths of your eyes when you think I'm not looking." She stiffened, and slowly turned to look up at me. Being so close, in my human form, twisted my stomach into knots. Her soft breaths settled against my mouth. "I don't want you, Zander. I don't believe in this wolfy mate bond, or the reasons you have me here. I'd rather be with my cheating ex than—,"

“How odd. All I thought families would always be in good relationship with each other.” “Well, it doesn’t work that way. All kinds of relationships, whether it’s familial, friendship or the likes, there would always be something or someone that can make us irked all the time. It’s because there’s some instance that happened in the past for us to hate someone specifically. Others wouldn’t feel that way though. Because in some cases, people hate people simply because they hate them. No more reasons. They just didn’t like their energy.” “And in my case, something ill happened between the two of us that’s why I ended up hating her?”

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me, Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love “I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.” “Ohh darling. You are not in the wrong for hating me. I was to blame for that. I put my career above your well-being; even my marriage is in shambles because of it.”

It was quite contenting. Love and hate are intimately linked with each other, and the emotion of hatred towards an individual, whom we used to love half to death is more lethal like hell. "Cry harder, My Love. Sorry for you, because its just the teaser." I roared in front of the laptop screen and laughed insanely. The door of my study room opened, creaking in the process and my brother Leonardo walked inside. He walked in front of my table and positioned himself with folding hand and raised brows.

my dad said and broke my chain of thoughts. "But dad... I know grandpa and grandma is so fond of her. But it's absolutely absurd to marry just for that" I told him now frustrated. "As I said, know her better ok?" Was my dad’s only advice before he left. Shit! How can I get out this sham. I don't want to be in a loveless marriage or you could say I don’t want be in any kind of marriage. My mind has stoped work and I feeling like I am being dragged into this hell hole which has no way out.Through all this chaos, only one person can help me.I grab my phone from my suit pocket and dial my trusted friend Xavier.

the woman remarked arrogantly. "Correct." Ariadne said, pointing to the reporter. She approached her and stood in front of her. "We parted ways because he was unhappy with me... So, now that they have parted ways, doesn't that mean he was unhappy with her?" she asked. The woman went speechless. Ariadne averted her gaze from her and looked around at the other reporters. "If you love and trust each other.... if you have a perfect and strong relationship.... no one can separate you." she stated.

When my real parents found me and I discovered that I was a legitimate heir all along who should’ve been living a privileged life, I hated Micah for stealing the wealth and glory that should've been mine. "Then, I learned you took Nancy's wealth and privilege too. I couldn't help but see you as being just like Micah. I felt an instinctive hatred toward you. It was as if despising you was the only thing that would make me feel like everything was finally right in the world. "A real heir should be with another real heir, so I moved in with Nancy. Beyond that, it was also because Nancy was my first love, the one I could never have. She left me for Micah all those years over money, and I was bit