Anger Leads To Hate Novels & Stories

He graced his last word with a flick on Gianna's forehead. She absorbed the pain without effect. "It sucks that you carry so much hate for someone because of...because of irreparable mistakes of your forefathers." "Shut up, chump! You know nothing about my forefathers!" He roared, his closest to friendly phase instantly switching to lethal. Just then, her mind spotlighted Kelly's words. 'I'm afraid, Sean can get as dangerous as homicidal.'

But brushing that thought aside i continued. "How much money did my grandpa offer to your family? Don’t you know why my grandpa want to marry us? Because he think your good. Fuck that! I don't really care how did you save my grandpa.It is your duty and we paid you to do it anyway" My anger was out of control right now and my mind is not completely registering what i am saying to her.

“Like hell. I’ll die of nausea.” Laughing, he pushed the button to unlock the car doors. “This changes nothing. We’re working together; I’m being professional. Money is involved. Make no mistake, I hate you. More than you’ll ever know.” I say, pushing my button as well. I meant every word. Furthermore, I’d never stop hating Aiden. Not in a long shot. “You can’t decide to hate me, love. Plus, stop convincing yourself that you do; it’ll hurt more when you realize you don’t.”

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

he said, stretching out his hand for me. I stared at him with anger,although he was right, if I were to be exposed what would happen to me at school, everyone would come to know about our relationship and from what I’ve observed so far, I would be the one in a bind. “Thank you but I can walk on my own” I said angrily, instilling my pride and anger, this is a contract, I’m no slave or doll that he can drag around and do whatever he likes with. I slapped off his hand as I supported myself slowly,

My mother’s face grew red with anger as she yelled, "Where the hell have you been? First, you hit your sister, then you get fired from your job, then you go missing all weekend, and on top of that, you never gave me my money!" The hallway descended into a heavy, tense silence following her furious words, with everyone anxiously waiting to see how I would respond. Nama was visibly getting angry, which caused my blood to boil with frustration. I took a deep breath and declared, "I didn't get fired from work, and Brandy deserves that punch and so much more." Brandy immediately shot back, "You're a liar. I talked to your boss, and he fired you." Before I could respond, my mother interjected shar

I knew she was a little spitfire but she was crossing the line minions were minions they do not get to give me advice or threats Crossing my hands under my breasts, giving them a forward shove, I marched their angry stare with my evil ones” And what is the problem with that?” They all flinched at the sound of my voice, Mercy and Hannah shifted back a little but Anna stood her ground I figured she was the one with the grievances

Maddox thought anger was a great motivator. I was beginning to think he was right.

Pure, unfiltered spite. "He deserves worse," I whispered, staring into my drink. "He deserves to lose everything." "Then say yes," Adrian said. "Let me give you the tools to break him." My heart pounded against my ribs so hard I thought he might be able to see it through my wet blazer. "You don't know me, Adrian. I'm not a trophy you can just put on a shelf to show off. I have baggage. I have enemies." "I know enough," he answered. "I know you're loyal to a fault, which was your mistake with Daniel. I know you're deeply hurt. and most importantly, I know you're angry. Anger is a much better motivator than love."

Angeline sighed. “To be honest with you, I hate her more than you do. From the first time she hurt me, the hatred I had for her had been buried deep within me. Every time she hurt me, the seed of hatred that I had planted in me was watered and fertilized, making my hatred grow stronger and stronger. “Ultimately, all the hatred in me grew into a gigantic tree, seeping into every fiber and flesh of my being. To unearth such hatred is the same as crushing my body into pieces. How agonizing would that be?”