Characters We Love To Hate Novels & Stories

I've been in this fucking world I hate for 40 years and the only one who loves me is the one I hate the most. Only Lucian understands. He reads me like an ancient text, every line and nuance laid bare for him to decipher. He sees me for what I am - a broken, bitter shell of an average werewolf, trapped in a love-hate relationship with a creature he despises. His love for me is relentless, bordering on pathological. It mirrors a mother's unconditional affection, which only fuels my hatred further. That fucking idiot. Why can't he fight back? Why can't he run away from me, just once? Why can't he put an end to this grotesque dance we've been performing for years?

her mother asked. "It's like this. His name is Jon and he is very intelligent, kind, hardworking, and he is not lustful. I fell in love with him a few years ago at the University. We have been through thick and thin together and I can boldly say that I love him." She said with a mesmerized look.

—You see, my beautiful flower, you are my only hope in this dark world, I can't let you ruin your life because of our mistakes, just promise that after this is over you will be happy with the dog that claims to be your destiny. —I can't assure you that Luiggi, it's almost impossible, sien...... —You feel like you love him and hate him at the same time -How do you know? —Because with that intensity that you love him, I loved your mother even knowing about her dark heart and with the same intensity that you hate your alpha...... —You hate her now, right Luiggi? —No, I hate her even more than you, my hatred keeps me alive, my hatred will be the one that banishes that damned vermin from this wor

“Do you know what kind of people I hate?” Lica didn’t answer but still appeared arrogant. “I hate people without class and decency. I hate people, especially women, who covet someone else's property, spouses, or mates. And did you know that a person who had all of those qualities stands right before me? If I were you, what would you do?"

Ava POV I hate myself, I hate my life, I hate my mate, I hate everything, I hate everyone. I hate myself for being the cause of everything, I hate my life for not choosing to be normal and instead caught up in some twisted supernatural series, I hate my mate for taking away everyone I love, I hate everything for not being in my favor for once, I hate everyone because I’m not like them; because I’m not normal like them. I really hate my mate but still he knows what to do to me whenever I’m sad, I get to see his soft other side I always wish for whenever I’m sad; that side I wish I met first and will be permanent.

My mother’s hatred towards me seems rooted in her resentment towards my father for abandoning us and everything else associated with him. My sister is a different story altogether. She has no real reason to harbor resentment or hatred towards me. When we were younger, I took care of her during the times our mother had to work late at night, and I always did my best to look out for her. Yet, this is the thanks I get for caring for my family—the ingratitude and misunderstanding. Meanwhile, Brian, on the other hand, is a jerk and completely undeserving of my love and affection. I find myself overwhelmed with frustration and disappointment, and I couldn't help but think so as I listened to my mo

The commenter’s handle was generic, but the words were venomous. @NeighborWatcher: Total loser. A user and an abuser. I live next door to this trash. He has a wife he cheats on constantly—probably has every STD in the book. He spends all day badmouthing her, says he can’t stand her touch. Told me he’s only had sex with his wife twice and was so disgusted he couldn't do it again. Calls her his 'Sugar Mama' and makes fun of her to anyone who will listen. Stay away.

The boys looked puzzled, especially Jace. ‘She had and evil smile passed at me. That lady doesn’t still like me.’ He muttered. ‘Well. Laura is the only one meant to like you though, not her friends. Monica may come around later if she wants to. She only likes me for Michelle.’ Diamant squeaked, happiness filling the coldness inside him. Jace scoffed, and mimicked him quite jealous ‘She only likes me for Michelle… wrap it up gang’ And then Cody and Alex burst into a fit of masculine laughter, enjoying the grimace on Jace’s face.

I hate crying. “I don’t like it,” I whisper. “I don’t like anyone near you. I don’t like anyone calling you theirs. Because every time they do… it feels like something is being stolen from me.” The words rush out now. Messy. Raw. “I know it’s stupid. I know we’re supposed to be ‘family.’ I know none of this makes sense. But I can’t stop it. I can’t stop wanting you. And I hate myself for it.” There.

When my real parents found me and I discovered that I was a legitimate heir all along who should’ve been living a privileged life, I hated Micah for stealing the wealth and glory that should've been mine. "Then, I learned you took Nancy's wealth and privilege too. I couldn't help but see you as being just like Micah. I felt an instinctive hatred toward you. It was as if despising you was the only thing that would make me feel like everything was finally right in the world. "A real heir should be with another real heir, so I moved in with Nancy. Beyond that, it was also because Nancy was my first love, the one I could never have. She left me for Micah all those years over money, and I was bit