Why I Hate Love Stories

Love story novels and books have captivated readers for generations with their timeless themes of romance, passion, and emotional depth. From classic tales of star-crossed lovers to modern narratives of unexpected connections, these books offer readers an escape into the complexities of the heart.

Whether set in sweeping historical landscapes, contemporary urban environments, or fantastical realms, love story novels transport readers to worlds where love conquers all obstacles and transcends boundaries of time, culture, and circumstance. Through rich character development, evocative settings, and compelling storytelling, these books explore the intricacies of relationships, portraying the highs of romance and the challenges of heartbreak with honesty and authenticity.

Love story novels often provide readers with insights into the human condition, offering solace, inspiration, and a sense of connection to the universal experiences of love and longing. Whether seeking heartwarming tales of happily-ever-afters or poignant narratives of love's complexities, readers of all ages and backgrounds can find solace and joy in the pages of love story novels and books.

Every love story is beautiful but ours is my favorite… until I get to turn page 50.

Once upon a time, I never really hated love stories. In fact, love stories inspire me, no wonder I’m one of the biggest fan - from Danielle Steele's heart-wrenching tales of happy ever after to Nicholas Sparks’s endless tales of love and forgiveness. And add to the list the extraordinary love of Edward and Bella.

Before, reading romance novels and watching movies about love and destiny was a way to escape my imperfect world.

It always transports me to the sphere of endless possibilities that true love exists, that miracles really happen and that good always triumph over evil.

When one of the hero characters came to life, I thought it's time to make and pen my own best-selling love story - a story of a lifetime that would make the world fall in love again.

And I’m happy to think that this will be much better than twilight. With his help, I was able to start my own fairytale world. But just like any other love story books, you wouldn't know the real story until you turn to page 50.

And just like any fairy tales, page 50 is where wicked queens cast spells to the whole kingdom and cover it in darkness. This is the part where your so-called friend steals the last dance of your knight in shining armor. This is also the chapter where you thought Prince Charming betrayed you and left you behind… forever.

Page 50 of my book was ruined by tears. I couldn't start writing again for every time the tip of my pen touches the soft stationery, it gets crushed. Maybe I should just stay away and leave it blank...

The lines were already smudged with paint void of color and the once beautiful love story I wove just ended right there.

A deep winter visited my life and my broken heart was frozen completely. The dark was my companion and the rain was my best friend; for I never saw sunshine again.

Every time my eyes give life to this water-form of pain which are called tears, the rain was always there trying to console me. With each drop of tear also comes the deafening sound of the silent pain crushing the wounded heart of mine.

Reading and watching happily ever after love stories make me cry. It always reminds me of my wishes and dreams that forever took away from me. It will always be the living memory of him and me born and raised on a different time and space.

This is the proof that the sun and moon really exists on a different dimensions of time. And that forbidden love will always be forbidden.

Now all I wanted was to slip away unnoticed in my own desolate cold world, wishing that I never have started the book I always dreamt to finish. How can I ever run after forever? How can I steal back the ghost of stories past?

Life is not a book that you can skip a page when you know the part is tearing your heart already. You can’t also take a shortcut; flip it on the last page to see if it ends with the fairytale’s most abused words, the “Happily Ever After”.

Maybe that story is not yet the end. I have so many pages to fill in with. Who knows I can carve smiles and laughter on one of its sweet-scented page. I’m thinking of skipping the crushed page, leave it the way it was, and pretend it was on its amnesia stage.

Maybe I should write the continuation of the story without a hero; how the lovely heroine pulled herself up and fought so hard against destiny in order to save the life she once have.

And maybe the prince will realized what true love is and let the first kiss throw a spark over the sky to break the dark spell of the wicked queen.

But I just wish it was like that in real life.

I really do.

"Maybe for once, it’s not about the happy ending but about the story."

Twisted Hate

Gorgeous, cocky, and fast on his way to becoming a hotshot doctor, Josh Chen has never met a woman he couldn't charm―except for Jules Ambrose.

The beautiful redhead has been a thorn in his side since they met, but she also consumes his thoughts in a way no woman ever has.

When their animosity explodes into one unforgettable night, he proposes a solution that'll get her out of his system once and for all: an enemies with benefits arrangement with simple rules.

No jealousy.

No strings attached.

And absolutely no falling in love.