Cameron 10 Things I Hate Novels & Stories

I huffed a chuckle, and Grayson rolled his eyes. “You look ugly when you're jealous,” he said, smirking. I forced a deep breath and freed the steak knife from my merciless grip. “I'm not jealous; I'm pissed. Big difference.” Grayson's brows rose. “Do elaborate, please. I can't wait to hear it.” I gave him a look. “Cameron is a cold and calculative piece of shit, and Sarah..." I trailed off, wondering if I could even find the right words to describe her.

Cameron burst out laughing while Sofia stared at me with her mouth opened. "I like her." Cameron states while wagging his finger at me. "Yeah well Shane is not usually like that, when you get to know him I'm sure you'll like him." I scoffed at Sofia. "Like him? I'll rather commit suicide then admit that I like that asshole. I hate him and his guts and the fact that he runs this place like some powerful being like he think he is-" "He is powerful." Cameron cuts in and I narrowed my eyes at him. "Whatever. The longer I'm being kept here the more I despise that guys face and everything about him." I continued and Cameron leaned over the table and smirked at me.

“Oops, did I just get it right on the first try? Tsk, tsk. How old are you, Cameron? You’ve never seen anyone all your life! What are you? An incel?” The woman standing behind Cameron was visibly upset. “Please watch your words, Ms. Serrano.” “Ooh!” Florence leaned forward and took a good look at Cameron. “I mean, everyone loves a pretty boy. You’re a pretty boy, aren’t you? That’s the d*ck women love sucking.” Cameron laced her fingers together and set them on the table. “And? How are you so sure about me never seeing anyone? Why would I ever tell you?”

"Did you think it's that easy?" "It's easy, you are my cousin, you should do it, right now, I hated that cheap slut so much that I want all the bad things in this world to happen to her, for making Cameron break up with me, Cameron is the only man, I had loved all my life, I want her to disappeared for making him dump me like this."

"I know it's a lot. And I know it's stupid to feel this way about someone who clearly doesn't want me to feel anything at all." "It's not stupid," Cameron said firmly. "It's human. And honestly? It's also really, really annoying." I laughed through my tears. "What?" "He's a complete idiot, and you're still in love with him." He shook his head. "That's the most frustrating thing I've ever heard. And trust me, I've heard a lot of frustrating things." "I'm not in love with him," I protested weakly. Cameron and Jackie exchanged a look.

He looked up to see Callan watching with a small smile on his face, although the smile didn't quite reach his eyes. He hated to see their mate all bruised and beaten. He wished he had done something worse to Darius. No woman should ever go through what their little mate went through in the hands of that bastard. Cameron sat stiffly in his seat, he didn't like being touched. Physical contacts were one of the things he hated the most, but he couldn't deny that he didn't like the feeling of her body heat enveloping him. He almost forgot what was making him angry, keyword; almost. As the car hit a bump on the road, he came back to reality instantly.

~Devin~ There are many emotions in this world that I could only think about. My anger can be easily tamed, my jealousy however needs a lot more reign over. Love is something I'm starting to learn how to feel again but loathing is one that I haven't tried to understand before. I hate Camila Smith.

“Did it mean anything to you? Or was it just another mistake you plan to bury under work and rules?” Silence. A long, brutal silence. Grayson leaned back against the headrest, his throat tight. “I can’t…” he began, the words cracking. “I can’t afford to feel things I shouldn’t.” Her laugh was bitter. “Newsflash — feelings don’t check your schedule or bank balance.” Grayson’s hands curled into fists. No one challenged him like this. No one saw through him like she did. It was infuriating. And terrifying. And addictive. Sienna shook her head slowly, disappointment in her eyes. “You’re so afraid of being human, Grayson. But you already are.”

Cameron exhaled shakily, like he’d been holding his breath for hours. “I hate you,” he repeated, voice steadier this time. “Yeah, yeah.” I waved a hand and turned to the mirror to fix my hair. “You keep telling yourself that.” He didn’t leave the bathroom right away. Just stood there, arms crossed, glaring like I’d insulted his entire bloodline. I caught his reflection and smiled at him through the mirror. “Wanna wear matching hoodies again today? For the aesthetic?” He flipped me off and stormed out. I laughed. God, I liked messing with him. Maybe too much.

Xander said, looking at her affectionately. Ariadne smiled joyfully. They were so caught up in their conversation that they didn't notice the fuming Crystal, who was watching them from the couch. She abruptly stood up and dashed to the garden, where her mother was seated. She ran up to Emma and hugged her. "I hate her." she declared, gritting her teeth. "Who, dear?" Emma was puzzled by her action. "Aria..." she looked at her mother. "I like Xander, Mom. He's so smart, handsome, and rich... I want him. I can't tolerate him with her." Crystal's words revealed her intense hatred for Ariadne.