100 Things I Hate About You Mga Nobela at Kwento

I could not seem to move again, it was like my feet were firmly planted into the ground. “What did you say?” I asked him in a small voice because at that moment I felt really small. I felt invisible “I said I hate you. You did not hear me? I hate you, Clara. I hate everything about you, right from your face and your body, and even your name disgusts me. You are such a spoilt, arrogant girl that nobody loves; even your parents don't love you. Even your fated mate hates you. Who is that hated in this world? You ruin everything you touch, every place you enter, you destroy, everyone you know, you ruin”

"You claim to hate me and wish I never existed, so why brush off the opportunity when it presented itself?" Sean was hesitant as he intently stared into her soul through her eyes. "Don't get any ideas. I hate you, stands firm. I did not 'brush off' anything. Anything meaningful, at least. So that was no opportunity. Those twats hadn't plans of executing a job well done, I hate pussies. And well, the opportunity now becomes mine and mine alone. Your life is in the palm of my hand. It's my place to do whatever I want with it, no one else's!"

Arry has a zero to rage setting that kicks in when anyone ever lays a hand on me and I just flipped that switch. “I don’t want to go back… I hate Paris. I hate everything about our life there and I hate the people in my school. I hate him for touching me.” It all comes out in a whoosh as though ejecting some of the pent-up shit I have been keeping in for months.

“Wha-what? You mean all those words you said to me were never real? You lied?” “Of course I lied. Don’t ever deceive yourself Kira. I-hate-you! I hate the ground you walk on. I cannot stand taking the same air that you breathe. I hate your stupid smile. I hate the sound of your voice. I hate your blotted up body. Have you even looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You look like a bag of wool. I hate every single thing about you. You disgust me as much as anything I can think of. I don’t ever want to see your face again”

I don't give a fuck anymore. "Shit, I love you," Jacob said after recovering from the trauma I caused. What? Oh great...he is a freak. "I just ripped your asshole apart, and you love me?" I said irritably. "That was amazing. I don't like to be a bottom as much, but I wouldn't mind it with you. Next time, be a little more gentle, please," he whispered. "There won't be a next time. I just lost it for a minute," I said and started to wipe myself off. I was done with this madness.

“Are you that mad at me?” “I am so mad at you and I hate you, I hate you so much because you keep driving me crazy, you keep playing with my feelings and I hate the fact that I keep running back to you. I hate the way you stare at me, I hate you so much it makes me sick. I hate the way you are always right about my attitude, I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry... “ She paused for a while and fought her tears.

maybe finding something which she never find in my eyes not because she is the girl I hate the most but because of the mess I am in. I am not a good man, I never am. she is right I am a monster dressed in a good reputation. A monster who destroys her , every part of her that she is hiding , every part that she don't want to break. She doesn't know that I am planning to ruin her dad fully because if she gets to know that she is never looking at me the way she is looking at me right now. “ I think we should go,” I said ….

“But maybe you’d like that.” I jerked back and slammed my head against the door. “I fucking hate you.”

I hated Tony with every ounce of energy in me. The abhorrence I felt towards Tony was so huge. It was like a giant cloud hanging over my head, threatening to consume me. I had never hated anyone this way. Just the mention of his name irritated me. I tore a book to shred just because it had a character whose name was Tony. I never knew I could hate anyone this way.

I swear, if she chose a horror movie I'll bolt out of the door right here, right now. "What about this? I heard this movie is amazing" Mia said pointing on movie titled: "A Love Story". I almost jumped in excitement but i sucessfully restrained myself. The truth is; I love Romance movies! I know, I know, my masculine body may not show it. But, it's the truth. It all started when I was just a kid. My mom is a romance addict. She always made me and dad watch romance that's why I somewhat eventually liked it also. And I know Dad secretly does too. Actually, my favorite movie is: "The Notebook". Hey, the movie is amazing! Yeah, laugh at me. Whatever. Just know this, I'm definitely not gay. Okay