Does Eren Hate Mikasa Novels & Stories

I added before I continued walking. “I HATE YOU!” Eren let out a loud scream that was followed by a wince but I continued walking. “You should save that hate for someone who sees you as an equal.” I responded without stopping or looking back and I could feel Eren’s eyes boring holes into my back. “I HATE YOU SO MUCH! You never went this far for mom!” He barked and I stopped in my tracks. My hand balled into my fist as my nails dug into the palm of my hand while Eren continued blabbing, talking about what he doesn’t know.

"Did he say anything bad again? Did he threaten you? Your face can't be showing an intention to kill if Eren didn't say anything rude and insulting." Hayley sighed heavily. Mafu is Eren's friend too and she bet he will be crushed in between them so she shook her head side to side slowly, plastering a smile. "It's nothing, Mafu. I just hate your friend so much that I want to kill him." That is true. She really wants to kill Eren and erase the things he said to her. "Let's just go back." "I'm not convinced but I'll let it slide," he said, letting go and facing front.

He will hurt her harder than he ever did. "You must! Eren!" "Why? So the bastards would present you to death? As if you were a fucking pig groomed to be slaughtered? What in the fuck is wrong with you, Sara? Why aren't you using your head?" Screaming loudly, Eren unleashed his anger, no longer caring about the impact of his words on his fair lady's feelings, not with Historia's words resonating in his ears, Historia, that heartless bitch, she knew all along what fate would her daughter face and she still had her, and the rest of the Gods, and there he thought that he hated them before, Eren thought, his hatred was not comparable to the loathing he felt once he learned about the things they p

I wouldn't want to have a wrong opinion flying around. I had noticed Eren just scoffed outrageously, staring at me without saying a word to defend the situation. I usually thought he would be the first to dodge these claims. Wasn't he glad I was clearing any form of misconception that could run around? “I’m sorry, I’m not looking for a relationship right now,” Eren replied, stirring his coffee with an air of indifference. The waitress let out a mocking laugh. “Well, I’m not after you, sweetie.” Her lips curved into a teasing smile, revealing the playful confidence of someone who knew her effect on others.

He was about to admit something he had never confessed to anyone. “I’m jealous of what Eren and Anne-Marie have.” Normally, Asher would rather die than admit he was jealous of Eren. His whole life, he didn’t want to lose to Eren, but when it came to love, he knew he couldn’t win. "Eren's love for Anne-Marie dates back to his childhood. Before her legs became like that, and it never changed. Eren didn’t back down at all when Anne-Marie’s condition changed; he stayed and helped her live, helped her accept reality, and made sure she knew she was still loved no matter what.”

Eren answered the phone quickly, his deep voice booming loudly as he turned on the speaker “Hello, Pelin, it’s Eren! How are you? Have you spoken to Manolya yet? Did you two make up?” I paused my pocket looting immediately, my attention fully fixed on Eren’s profile, listening carefully to every single vibration coming through the phone receiver. “Um no and I guess my brothers called you?” Pelin replied hesitantly on the other end line. “So you don’t hate me then?” Eren’s voice was remarkably firm as he responded to her. “Pelin, what on earth are you saying? I’ve known you since you were little. Nothing you could do would ever make me hate you!”

Eren stared out the window at the passing buildings. His profile looked carved from stone. The bruising on his face had darkened. He should have been home resting, not climbing a mountain because of my mistakes. I swallowed and my throat felt raw. The silence pressed down on my chest until it felt unbearable. “I know you hate me,” I said finally, my voice rougher than I intended. “You don’t say it, but I know.” Eren let out a short, humorless breath. “You’re damn right I do.”

I nodded. “ That's bullshit. You have to ask him ,Liz. You can't continue living on hope.” She stated. I knew she was right but I just don't know how. She suddenly gasped.” Wait ,you do have some sort of feelings for him right?” Then I thought about it. What kind of feelings do I have for Eren? I know he makes me feel wanted and we're still getting to know each other. But when he said he would be leaving,it hit hard.

"She's a cheerful girl." In my mind right now, a figure immediately appears who always looks cheerful. "Oh, I see," I said. "I understand now." As I suspected from the start, Jasmine was Eren's first love. She is a girl who is always cheerful. I don't know why Eren is acting cold and keeping his distance from Jasmine. Even though they were destined to be a mate, Eren rejected her. Wasn't Jasmine his first love? Eren returned to the room and left me alone in his grandfather's study. I replaced the notebook on the table and left the room.

Ziven keenly heard every word of Ezrene before he took a glance at Seana who was already looking at him. “And why Asael used to hate your and Leone’s closeness to this extent?” Ziven asked and this time his question made Ezrene tightly fist her dress but she could not answer him anymore and teared up terribly, feeling utterly helpless and exposed because Ezrene was feeling like her shield had been torn apart from her. She had nothing to hold onto anymore. Ezrene shattered down into tears and fell on the floor. This made her mother immediately hug her in her embrace. Ziven breathed out a sharp breath, seeing Ezrene’s state and then uttered those words to her.