100 Things I Hate About You Novels & Stories

I said. “I don’t think you hate him Selena. I think you’re in love with him, but too afraid to admit it.” “That’s so not true!” I protested, my voice rising in pitch. “I’m not in love with him. I’m just…. I’m just angry. I’m angry at him for betraying my trust. I’m angry at myself for being so naive. I’m angry at the world for being so unfair. But I’m not in love with him. That’s so ridiculous.”

“Aw, dad, I understand Julian had bruised your ego so greatly after sleeping with the love of your life and getting your daughter pregnant." Mr. Parker bristled in anger. “SANDRA!" She smirked. “Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred... hatred cradles you.”

I hate everything about our situation. Fuck you, U.S government.

I don't know this feeling but I hate it It sucks. ~~~~

It made me feel more miserable and pathetic. "Just be with me please?.." I begged though I know it will never work. "GO DIE, CEDRIC!" "I never wished to hurt even a single strand of your hair. But if you continue to act like this I don't have a choice but to make you experience my wrath. You have to know, no matter how much I love you, there's still a limit to my patience." "Ha! Do you think that'll make me want you? You're only making me hate you more!" She shouted.

She rolled her eyes but slid her finger on the screen anyways. "Whaaaatt?" She sat straight, "What the fuck is wrong with these people and their stupid reports. I was reading them the whole day.” She loudly said and threw her phone on the couch. “How come she read all of it and had already marked my mistakes. And now she wants me to correct it. Great! Just Super Fucking Great! Ah! I don't like this life. Who gives so much work to a trainee?" She put a cushion on her face and let out a muffled scream. She sighed again and plugged in her phone and laptop. She took out some baggy clothes and went inside the bathroom to take a tension-releasing shower.

Afraid, she launched a pillow in his direction, but it missed. He was already close. He grabbed her throat violently and slammed her on the duvet. He leaned against her body and whispered in her ear. “I hate your kind, you're nothing but a measly human. Don't feel so special. If you're going to be my wife, I also have my rule. “Never come 10 feet close to me, or your head will roll.” He let go of her and stood straight. Ariel's breath hitched, she was panting hard. She was terrified.

> Now I’m not sure if walking away the first time was worse. > I think I hate how he’s changed. > I think I hate that I still notice. > I think I hate that I don’t hate him at all.

“To see the traitor’s daughter pretending she belongs here? I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” “Pretending?” I asked calmly. “Yes. That’s all this is, isn’t it? A performance. The pack bows because they must. But you, ” she leaned closer, “…you’re still the girl whose father tried to destroy us. The blood that burned half our warriors. Did you think a wedding band could wash that away?” Her words sliced deep, but I didn’t let her see the wound. “You seem awfully obsessed with my blood, Zara. Are you sure it’s me you hate, and not the fact that I’m standing where you wanted to?”

Dakoda dismisses. "That's correct, babe." “So, what do you ladies want to do tonight? We can go to your place to pick up Stella and do whatever you girls desire." “Anything we want?" Dakoda inquires. “Yes." “Well then, I want to go home and watch '10 Things I Hate About You' and then 'She's All That'." “Um, you want to watch what, babe?" "They are good 90s movies." “Okay, well, if that's what you want, then that's what we'll do."