Cameron From 10 Things I Hate About You Novels & Stories

"He could have chosen any human. Why Cameron?" "Cameron harbors grudges, resentment, and hatred for the world, and his hands are stained with the blood of those he was supposed to love and be loved by. He is the ideal body to possess. If I had visited him even once, I would have realized something was wrong, but I didn't. "I thought I was helping, but I ended up making things worse." Rhys' fists were clenched, and he stared into nothing, hatred and anger burning in his eyes.

she said, patting my shoulder and leaving me standing like an idiot. I was overcome with sympathy for my cousin. How can I assist her? Hmmm... I know! I looked around the room, hoping to find Xander. Holaa! I saw him together with Samantha. Samantha is a quiet classmate of mine. Similar to a nerd. She always wears big glasses and is unconcerned about her surroundings. I was about to approach them when I noticed Xander standing up. "Tyron! Bro!" he exclaimed, motioning for him to come to him.

"If that’s the story you want, I’ll give it to you. I’m done pretending. I’m bisexual. I’ve realized that Alphas are all ego and sharp edges. Women... they’re soft. They understand the pack rhythm. They’re much better company than arrogant males who think they own the moon." Cameron’s face went slate-gray. I could feel the heat radiating off him—he knew I was mocking his own behavior, using his mother’s favorite debutante as a weapon against his pride. My phone chimed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw Aaron’s name on the screen. I brushed Cameron’s hand away like it was a bothersome insect. "Duty calls. I’m done with this conversation." Cameron looked at the screen, his brow furrowing at

“You didn’t care who you f-ked as long as you got your rocks off.” “You made us what we were in high school,” Cameron said stepping up onto the porch. “From the first day, you were such an arrogant, stuck-up little bitch to me and Heath. It was like you decided to hate us on sight, and not just hate us, but tear the three of us apart because you’d be a vile little monster to Heath and me and then make doe eyes at Rhett.”

Although he was attractive and had a slight resemblance to Nathan, his eyes were full of hostility. The thought of getting slapped just now made him curse in anger, "Stupid b*tch!" "Cameron, is your face alright?" Daniel acted as if he was worried and asked. Daniel was present because Carmen was acting in one of the scenes they were shooting today. Cameron took a mirror and stared at his own reflection. The handprint on his cheek was still fresh. Although what happened in the scene just now should have been cut, the assistant director decided to keep it as the handprint mark made the girl's rebellion even realistic.

He said, taking off the scarf. Cameron felt like a fool. No matter how long it happened, no matter how long she believed she could be a stronger woman, she was the same naïve Cameron one day left. “You never loved me, Cam.” Bastian said. “You loved the idea of just one man on this earth loving what you didn’t love. Yourself!” “Go to hell!” Cameron stood up. “Don’t go to that trip if you don’t want our dear grandpa suffers the consequences of your acts!” Camilla made her stop.

Because Cameron’s mom never got over a silly crush on a guy she never actually dated? “I’m pretty sure that’s what they said,” he looks at me, concerned. To say I’m shocked is an understatement “Your dad mentioned they used to date.” I say, thinking hard, “Do you think maybe that’s why she hates me so much?” “She hates you because she literally is incapable of not hating everyone.” “She can’t hate everyone,” I frown. I hate the idea of his mother never actually caring for or about him. “She is literally dead inside,” Cameron says with a straight face.

5:30pm. “Ziyah it's time to go to work, tell me about Cameron on the way, will you?” “Cameron is the third son of the king of the seven hells realm. He was the most intelligent out of his older brothers but he had so many flaws. He couldn't talk to people without stuttering, he also didn't make a lot of friends because of his low confidence. He was raised by his birth mother -some servant girl- so he wasn't able to grow his self esteem, he was used to apologizing for what he didn't do wrong so even after he was given a better life with a title he couldn't cope so he was quickly overlooked.” I sighed.

She could tell that he knew that she was wondering and was considering how to answer. In the backseat, Cameron sighed heavily and leaned his forehead against the window, causing her to twist around, distracted from her vampire. “Are you okay, Cam?” She asked. “Fine,” Cam said and then shook his head. “No, I’m not fine. It f-king sucks. Tom was furious, and…” He banged his forehead against the glass three times without force, as if trying to knock the idea out of his head. “I can’t help but wonder…”

“But astute, nonetheless. I fool myself that I am flexible, modern, and capable of adjusting with the world, however, truthfully, there are some things that I find harder to adjust to. Sigrid finding her mates… Harry and their mate…” “You think that’s weird for you,” Cameron flopped back against the seat. “I’ve seen how they look at my dad and I’m not stupid. I know they’re planning on… Ugh.” He shook his head. “I can’t even. That’s too f-king weird for me.” “Prude,” Rhett nudged him with his elbow. “Can’t stand the idea of your dad getting some?” “Don’t do that to my brain,” Cameron covered his ears with his hands. “Just don’t.”