Haters-to-lovers Stories

She hates his arrogance. He enjoys pushing her limits. Emma is an airhostess who follows rules. Alex is a billionaire who breaks them-and enjoys watching her lose her composure. Their first meeting is a disaster. Their second is worse. By the third, the tension is impossible to ignore. Sharp words turn into lingering looks. Arguments blur into moments that feel too close, too intense, too dangerous. She knows she should stay away. He knows he wants her anyway. Two worlds collide at thirty thousand feet, where control slips, tempers flare, and desire burns hotter than pride. Slow burn. Flirty banter. Unwanted attraction. Seatbelt required.

Hailey is a popular girl. Her boyfriend just broke up with her and she no longer believes in love. Several things go wrong and she keeps wondering if she can trust her friends. And what if Jack, the person she hates most, is the only one who's there for her when she needs someone? She begins to doubt more and more whether she really hates him. What if it's just love? Then she discovers his secret, and also that she is starting to fall for him harder and harder....

"so you are the one...."I asked him in a dismissive manner.. "yes .. have any problem?"..he stopped himself before going any further. "no"? I said more like a question...I mean I wanted to know why he is doing this shit ..like marrying a person who is completely stranger is may be okay for him ...but I am not going to be his puppet.. Hello guys .... this is my first story so I just want you guys to stop and look at my work..... lv ya😍😍😍 sheikh r

"And why is it you don't want to work with anyone in the band?" "I don't like anyone." I said simply. "And that is the point of doing this group activity. But now let me ask you two questions. One, Why do you put up with band if you don't like anyone? And Two, Why don't you like anyone else?" Ms. Emma asked me, leaning a bit forward in her seat meaning she expects an answer from me. "I put up with band because I love my grandma and she was always telling me to be a trumpet. She died about a year ago and I just want to honor her memory" I say looking down. "I'm so sorry Jace." Ms. Emma says, and I look up to see an emotion I hate. Empathy. I don't want her sympathy. So I changed the topic and answered the second question. "And I don't like the band because they all like her. The weirdo. She's always happy, always talking with everyone as if they are the most special person in the world, she's happy about playing more music than any of us needs to. She's so weird that it's like she's popular. She's not normal, not right. All I want to say is pair me up with anyone but her. I hate her, Ms. Emma." Ms. Emma just looks at me like I am the weird one. "And who, pray tell, is that Jace?" I was a little shocked she didn't know. Or maybe she did and she wanted to hear me say it. So I said her name just to make her happy. "Astrid." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jace Vaughn hates Astrid. All because she is weird. Or maybe he is jealous because of how "easy" her life seems to be. He's always getting bullied by his supposed loved ones, and his favorite person in the world left him unwillingly. When a band project and a few mean words make Jace and Astrid's fates intertwine, can Jace forget his hate and learn to be friends with a musically nerdy girl? and maybe, just maybe, can he learn to love again?