10 Things I Hate About You Sequel Novels & Stories

I was not entirely successful. The lecture was fine. I retained maybe forty percent of it because the other sixty percent of my brain was occupied with frost blue eyes and a question I had been turning over since yesterday. Whether I was actually going to do it. Whether I was going to take the challenge he had dropped on me right there in my bedroom while his hand was inside me and Jaxon was at the bottom of the stairs. Make him hate me. The idea of it felt ridiculous and also, quietly, terrifying. I was walking the hallway toward my next class with my phone in my hand, checking it for the fourth time since I sat down in my last lecture, when I heard my name.

And I had to admit that I was scared of him at that point. “You are afraid of me right?” He walked round the table, sitting on the chair across from me. “That’s how it should be. Do you know how much I hate your father, hoping that he perishes alongside his family. But here you are—living like a queen, about to bag the youngest and finest billionaire as your husband. Fuckkk!!” He screamed out in frustration. “Let’s cancel the wedding if that will make you feel better.” I said, remaining glued to my knees.

Ethan covered her mouth to prevent her from speaking further. "You caused this, you're too stubborn, woman." "I hate you, Ethan. I regret ever falling for you. I hate the fact that I love you so much I can't hate you." Thea gritted angrily. Ethan held her more tightly to the wall. "What did you just say?." "You heard you," Thea retorted sharply.

Flynn directed his question at Jeremy who nodded his head and said, “Yes… I am sorry this had to happen but I love Chase and… “You are fucking shitting me right now. I can’t… I can’t listen to this.” He said in stutters, as he turned and left as his ex boyfriend shouted after him, “Once again, I am very sorry about your mum?” But Flynn didn’t even care to listen as he drove out of there to lodged himself in a motel.

What mattered to him was that she was not in danger. “What happened to you, Amaan?” Concern in Ross’s voice made him open his eyes. Ross stared at him, “You said you got married to Raina’s sister, but never in my dream I thought things were so messed up between you two.” Averting his gaze, Amaan turned to the window and looked at the sky, “marriages are meant to be built on love, but for us, it is built on hate. I don’t know if I could ever stop hating Asmaira for taking Raina’s place, and Asmaira hates my guts, too. Now, I think she would even hate the sight of me.”

One second he was flirting with my grandmother then the next he was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. "Idiot" I mumbled. Of course he wouldn't know why I was trying to kill him. He unknowingly ruined my life. I hated him for it. "I'll see you soon, beautiful." He said, turning back to my grandmother instantly nodded, "Feel free to visit whenever you like. Just don't bring the guns."

"Why would I hate you?" I shrug. "I don't know...I'm thrusting you into the limelight you ran away from." She laughs and shakes her head, touching my chest for a second. "I'm not mad at you, and I don't hate you. I would like to wring the necks of everyone else, though. Especially that nosy son of a bitch reporter." Her cursing shocks me to the extent that I burst out laughing. "I'm glad I'm not him," I announce.

But always know that I still love you. Lucas was a piece of shit and I hated him! End Of Part One

Her sufferings, pain, and sadness were a failings that shouldn’t have happened. “I hate your smile makes my heart mushy, I hate your strong headed nature, selfishness, and the stupid things that you do that have the most effect on me. I hate that I can’t quit you no matter how hard I try. I hate the more you push me away the tougher I desire to be with you. I hate Nicole meeting you first when it should have been me, I hate to think you thought about divorcing me. I hate you for these things but I love you for everything, the pain, tears, obstacles. I love that I love you.”

Then she shot a glare at Jonathan, face full of bitterness as she continued. "Then you came back and treated me as if I was just an ordinary person to you. I was so mad. So mad I began to hate you so much more. Do you know how much it hurt me? I hate how you always forget important things. I hate how you easily forgot our first kiss. I hate how you forgot the promise you told me when we were kids. I hate that you're just always following the orders of my dad and not yourself. I hate that you're letting yourself be controlled all the time. I hate... I hate that my father had to force you to marry me and that you agreed to it not because you want it but because it was my dad's order."