Love-Hate Movie Collection

Fired from Pelagia University after her lifebond beast died, Lydia Quinn summons Lucas King, a Rank FFF little zombie hiding SSS-tier powers. Together, they win the National Mentor Assessment despite sabotage. Now VP at Drayne University, Lydia faces a deadly trap. Surrounded by Bosses at antimagic domain, Lucas removes his Corpse-Suppressing Talisman, unleashing chaos, until Lydia's kiss brings him back.

One fall sends Lily Carter into her favorite dating game, Demon Butler. But she's not the heroine, she's the villainess doomed to die. Her only way out? Tame four dangerous demon butlers. Too bad one of them is already at 97% corruption... and ready to kill her.

For three hundred years, Shane held Demon-Suppressing Pass, keeping the demon race at bay and the Eastern Union safe. But peace bred doubt. With demons unseen for generations, the court and the people branded him a fraud and cast him out. The moment he left, the demons returned. As the Eastern Union fell into chaos, Shane had already turned his back, crossing into the Ascendant Kingdom, where a new war awaited, and a deadlier legend was about to begin.

Mara is the city's strongest Tamer, breaking the fiercest shifters. Cassius delivers Sylas—the “unbreakable” Serpent King. She tames him, but the silver mark he leaves on her neck deepens—a mate bond. When enforcers come to expose her as human, Sylas kisses the mark and whispers: “I've known you're human since you saved me.” He orchestrated everything just to reach her. But Kit the fox betrays her. Hunters attack. Sylas goes feral, then imprisons her on an island tower. She says: “Open the door. Then beg me to stay. It's the only thing you can do.”

Marina is a mermaid who will turn to foam in thirty days without true love's kiss. She tore her tail apart for Damien. Day twenty-seven—no kiss. Damien kissed another woman in front of her. He gave her soul-scale to Vanessa as a necklace, and her heart-pearl—her only way home—as an anklet. Marina took everything back. On opening night, she emptied every case of his stolen jewels. She reclaimed the tide-bracelet, the soul-scale, and finally the life she stole from death for him. Damien dissolved into white foam, swept away by the tide. And Eli—who gave up his voice to find her—used his returned voice to whisper: "Welcome home."

Brian and Logan were twin Wolf Beastkin that my cousin Isabella and I rescued from the Underground Beast Trade. Back then, the two of us stood there staring at those filthy little wolf pups, and without even needing to say much, we each decided to adopt one. I took Brian. Isabella took Logan. Thirteen years passed in the blink of an eye. All that time, I believed that even if Brian didn’t like me, he would at least feel grateful that I had saved his life. That illusion shattered the day I accidentally overheard him talking to some other Beastkin. Someone asked, “Emma’s been really good to you. Why are you always so cold to her?” Brian let out a short, dismissive laugh. “Who asked her to be good to me?” “You’ve got it good and don’t even realize it.” “Good? Then I guess I should thank Emma properly. If she hadn’t taken me first, I’d be the one with Isabella right now.” Another voice chimed in, “I mean, makes sense. Compared to Isabella, the head cheerleader, Emma’s just… nothing special.” A dull ache spread through my chest. In that moment, every feeling I had held onto for Brian over the years quietly disappeared.

Lyra Vane once loved Alpha Silas enough to give him eight years, her loyalty, and her future crown. But when the noble Elara claims to be his destined mate, Silas turns Lyra into a nameless human prisoner, destroys her face, and leaves her bleeding for another woman’s lies. Lyra buys her own death, escapes as Zoe Miller, and rebuilds a dangerous new life in Grayiron Town. When Silas discovers the truth, his regret becomes obsession. But the woman he finds is no longer his Lyra. She is free, scarred, and done begging to be loved.

My daughter can still see me. Everyone else sees only an empty room. Before I died, I told her one thing: "Don't tell Daddy Mommy's dead." The Alpha who once loved me thinks I abandoned our child and disappeared again. He's hunting me across the packs, promising the cruelest revenge. The only problem? I'm already standing beside him... as a ghost. When he finally discovers the body they pulled from the river, will regret come too late?

To save her father's bankrupt studio,brilliant designer Ella enters a two-year contract marriage with business tycoon Nicholas. He clears her $50 million debt; she plays his wife to handle family and business pressures. They agree to keep things strictly professional. But on their wedding night, Ella discovers her old designs covered in Nicholas's detailed annotations. At a gala, her ex Andy and Nicholas's admirer Vivian publicly humiliate her—until Nicholas pulls her into a passionate kiss and threatens to cut ties with anyone who speaks against her. Ella's heart wavers. Back home, Nicholas coldly insist sit was all for appearances, then confines her to the villa, banning her from his study. One drunken night, he forces himself on her, confessing years of secret love—only to dismiss it the next morning. Disillusioned, Ella resolves to break free. When she discovers Nicholas plagiarizing her designs, she tears up their contract and starts her own studio. His sabotage and Andy's harassment follow. Nicholas rescues her from Andy but gets slapped for demanding she return to him. He then uses his power to support her career, but Ella remains cold. When she wins a major design award, a desperate Andy attacks her with a knife—Nicholas saves her but ends up critically injured. At the hospital, Ella learns she's pregnant while Nicholas fights for his life. On his deathbed, he finally confesses everything was to win her love. Ella accepts her role as his wife and becomes the new head of the Thorne Group.

On my birthday, I showed up right on time at the upscale Blood Banquet Lounge Daniel Cook had reserved, genuinely excited for the night ahead. By the seventh time a blood servant waiter came over with a polite smile to ask if I was ready to order, my phone finally lit up with an iMessage from Daniel. “Something urgent came up with the Elders’ Council. Go ahead and order yourself a glass of Blood Plasma. Don’t wait for me.” A second later, I scrolled straight into a new Instagram post. From his first love. Camila Bennett. A Pureblood Elite. In the photo, Daniel was seated at a table, casually flipping through the menu. He was even handing a fine silk blood napkin to someone just outside the frame, his attention clearly elsewhere. The caption read: “Been asleep in the Old World for so long. Someone was worried I’d come back to New York and starve because I couldn’t read the menu, so he’s treating me to a proper feast.” Just like that, the entire evening lost its flavor. I handed the menu, written entirely in archaic Latin I couldn’t even begin to decipher, back to the blood servant waiter. “I’ll have one of everything from your signature Blood Reserve selection.” By the time I finished feeding and had the rest packed up to take back to my Underground Manor in Manhattan, my phone was flooded with missed calls. Dozens of them. All from Daniel. The last one was a voice message. “Hey, don’t overthink this. Camila just woke up and isn’t familiar with New York yet. I was only helping her find a suitable coffin for Torpor. Next time. I promise I’ll make it up to you with an even better birthday dinner.” I didn’t respond. A relationship that keeps surviving on promises of next time… was that really something worth waiting for, especially for someone like me, a member of the Vampire Kind with time stretching endlessly ahead?