Novel & Cerita От Ненависти До Любви

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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?”

Elina Rascal! Andrew is such a rascal! Why he is doing this to me?! If everything will go like this, I am surely gonna hate him more in these three months than love. It's not like I wanna hate him just because he kidnapped me but he is making me hate him more and more. Will anyone take the life out of him, if he told me the truth?! Absolutely, not! Or maybe...yes? Ughh! And last night, I promised him that I will find out everything eventually that everyone is hiding from me in anger. Why I have a bad habit of making promises when someone challenges me?

"I understand Mike but you know that for a it takes quite long for a pain to heal. She doesn't hate you brother. She might be just afraid of maybe scared. I don't know if she loves you but she doesn't at all hate you brother. I think she is just afraid of facing what you made her pass through all over again. "If hate is ice, then love is warmth and tolerance is a cold neutral. If you want to melt ice, be warm. If you want to combat hate then love with a passion. Instead of "blindness" show others how to see beauty in whom they fear. Show them how to make the loving bonds of true and lasting friendship.

I should have run as hard as I could to leave him gone. However, I can't do that. Because like the two opposite poles of a magnet, we are attracted to each other. The more time passes, the more inseparable we become. We learn to forgive, accept and love each other. Yeah, of course that's true. Because of a revenge we met, thus making us hate each other. But without realizing it, God has shown a way out of this problem. Because of that, the hatred that we had, slowly diminished and disappeared without a trace.

I had learnt something else, something which had changed my mindset. From all my observations in the past month, I had figured out that Hate was way more stronger than Love. Love was nothing but fantasy, something read in storybooks and viewed in movies. It was something mistaken by others as real and true, while it was truly nothing but mere lust compounded with desire and sexual need. Something which our body hormones toy with us.

“I remember everything now!” Tears streamed from my eyes. They were unstoppable, as Tristan stood frozen in shock. His jaw dropped, and his smile faltered, slowly fading away. I pulled myself out of his grasp and took a step back. The pain and rage that had been quietly festering in my soul for years now surged forward, and I locked my eyes on him. From the days of admiration to daydreams to infatuation, to love… And now, this all-consuming, deep-seated hatred. Every shift of emotion played out in my mind as clearly as the reflection in a still, spring lake.

My past is drenched in blood and hidden away in darkness but she had the nerve to see everything and find out what I am made of. I am made of greed, bloodlust and loath. I am made of all the sings that a man could commit. Love isn’t something that I feel for others. I love only myself but Nefret, she... she somehow found a warm place in my heart which I never knew existed. I hate her sometimes because she proves me wrong. Sometimes she made me feel better and that’s the worst thing she did. She taught me to knit dreams with me and her in them and now she is hell-bent on taking them all away.

She breathed silently, realizing those stupid wishes wandering around he mind along with the thought of falling in love with him. How? She questioned herself. Because this was not what she felt for him from the beginning. Does not remember, she hates him, so how is she suddenly fascinated by his beauty? He is a cruel monster with a beautiful appearance! Remember, the Devil has the same effect over everyone. There is no doubt that people like Hades are made by the hands of God Himself and it is beyond our limits to be enchanted by such beauty. But such infatuation can be avoided if she forces herself to remember again and again how bad he has done to her.

“I hope you don’t mind.” At that time, she had been deeply curious about James. An orphan who had started with so little yet seized every opportunity to climb upward, changing his fate step by step. He lived with such confidence, determination, and resilience. It was a strength and tenacity she deeply admired and yearned for herself. “My first memory erasure operation was for my mother,” said Jessica, her gaze drifting to the scenery outside the window. The leaves swayed gently as someone sang beneath the trees. “To embrace a new life one would need to completely let go of the past.”