Novel & Cerita Booktok Hate

And after I turned five, he never smiled at me again. "Emilia." He called my name with a frown. "How could you let your assistant insult Hannah? Is cruelty just part of your nature?" I turned and met Hannah's gaze. Her eyes, slightly red and glistening with unshed tears, sparkled with the innocence she had perfected so well, making her look delicate and fragile. It was a skill I could never master. "Are you even listening to me?" Ethan snapped, losing patience as I stayed silent. He hurled a folder from the desk at me, and its sharp edge sliced across my cheek.

The raw, animalistic rage pouring out of him was suffocating, but I couldn’t stop myself from pushing further. “And what about you?” I shot back, my voice trembling but determined. “What’s the difference between that and what they wanted?” His head snapped toward me, his eyes dark and unrelenting. “The difference, Ptichka,” he said, his voice a deadly whisper, “is that I won’t let you break. I won’t let anyone destroy you. Not even yourself. You belong to me now, and I don’t share. Not with anyone.” He leaned in close again, his presence swallowing me whole. “You hate me? Good. Hold on to that hate. Let it keep you warm. Because hate is the only thing that’ll keep you alive in my world.”

Hate. “Wait!”

I was twenty-five years old and terrified. The book was released on a Tuesday. By Friday, it hit the bestseller list. "It's number three," Rebecca called to tell me. "And climbing. Early reviews are incredible." I read some reviews online. They ranged from glowing to hateful. Some readers connected deeply with my story. Others called me a traitor to humanity. "Don't read the negative ones," Kyle advised. "They don't matter." But they did matter. Every hateful comment reminded me why I'd written the book. To combat that exact hatred with truth and love.

“All that you have done to me, I have started hating you!” Hate, his jaw clenched. “So much hatred that seeing you in front, I either feel like killing you or dying myself!” So much hatred… He fisted the sheet under his palm. “From the bottom of my heart, I hate you, Hades!” She gritted out and that was the moment she saw him glaring at her. But she was not scared right now. The anger filled in the eyes of both was burning each other, but no one considered it necessary to lower their eyes.

He really changed from an innocent, lazy, and bubbly werewolf into a tough, cold, and hard-as-a-rock werewolf guy. He then remembered someone. It was an incident 15 years ago in human years. ‘I wonder where that little kid is, the reason I have to kill this celebrity woman.’ Kenji thought. He recalled what happened on how he saved a little young girl from dying. ‘I hate that kid, because of her, I suffered a lot. But, I think, I could not blame that kid; she was too young to die. She deserves to live. But I must live too.’’ He then smirked again. “I will do whatever it takes to live and redeem myself.” Kenji mumbled to himself.

Julian’s POV Her face seemed pale, “I hate the dark..and I don’t know what’s in there” she said in a faint tone “Trust me..you’ll be fine” I said, holding onto her gently. I was sure she wanted nothing to do with the darkness, I mean, I hated the dark once before but the moment I accepted it, I knew it was for the best. I came to become one with the darkness after years of being scared of it, it all happened twenty years ago,

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.

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Christian is talking with Chana near my locker I walked to my locker and opened it "Oh the pathetic girl is looking for attention." Chana said and I just rolled my eyes "Christian, we're still going to watch movie right?" She asked with a high pitch voice "Yeah." Christian said and I just shrugged not caring even my heart wanting to punch Chana in the face and just smacked her nose. I walked pass them with the book in my hand complete hurt inside. Yes yes I'm hurt, I know I can hide it too well.