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Hate To Love You

Hate To Love You

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Sep 8, 2019
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Romance
Hey it's my first story so please give it a try. Aanchal yadav, she is female main character of my story. Innocent, charming and intelligent. Her life revolves around her parents and her brother. Had a crush on her childhood friend whose nickname is babu with whom she lost contact. She don't know his real name. She is 2nd year MBBS student. Ankush yadav, he is male main character of my story. Handsome, arrogant, intelligent. Loves when people call him devil. He loves his family a lot. He loved a girl whose nickname is chutki but now he hates her and accusses her for her devil and arrogant behaviour. He is also 2nd year MBBS student but in different college and state. What will happen when there paths collide when devil meets his Angel. Will he cherish her or hurt her. Stay tune for my further updates .
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She swears she hates him. He's convinced he hates her more. But when secrets, lies, and late-night whispers begin to blur the line between enemies and something they wouldn't even consider, neither of them is ready for what's coming. *** Aliana is loud, impulsive, and dangerously unpredictable. She lies when she's scared, smiles when she's breaking, and keeps everyone away with her endless sarcasm and sharp tongue. She doesn't need anyone. Especially not him. Ali is silent storms and cold stares. The boy with the bad reputation, a past no one talks about, and a temper that makes people flinch. He wants nothing to do with drama, especially when it wears red lipstick and calls him names. They can't stand each other. So why do they keep ending up alone in the same room? Why does every fight feel like foreplay? And why does hating him hurt more than it should? ~~~~~~ He kisses me, again and again, raw and consuming, and then pulls away; I can feel his green eyes piercing my soul. "What you told me last time, say it again," he whimpers breathlessly. "What?" I manage to ask, confused, and reel him in again for another kiss. He pulls back again, his breath hot against my skin. "That you hate me, tell me that you hate me." "I hate you," I tell him almost instantly, the lie burning on my tongue. He kisses me harder and more hungrily, and the words slip out again from my tongue: "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." His murmurs deepen into groans, and at this exact moment, I ask myself how I'm still standing, still breathing, still present. ~~~~~~

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