Everyone You Hate Is Going To Die Novels & Stories

She collapsed forward in pain. The second woman screamed, also muffled. "I don’t want your words," I said to them. "I want hers. If she doesn’t speak, you both die." The untouched woman shook, tears pouring down her cheeks as she looked at the silver-eyed woman. The silver-eyed woman grew frantic. Jax growled inside me, disgusted. But I had long sealed my heart behind walls of hatred. "At the next count of three," I said quietly, "I shoot the other."

’ Michelle scoffed. ‘Yes…clearly explain to us why you are doing this to Diamant. He wanted you, and you killed every itch in him just because of a stranger you met at an airport???’ Jace added, disgusted. ‘I didn’t do anything.’ Laura let out a short, disbelieving breath. ‘Don’t even start that.’ ‘I’m not starting anything… and y’all should let me be!’ she protested, raising her voice past boundaries. She looked over at Jeffrey and helped him up. ‘Y’all just be doing way too much.’

Even beat the guy with the microphone hah. They began to argue more and more. "Ahhh! Kyaaahhh!! He's getting close to me! Girl! Hold me or I'll crush my Kian!" I heard the woman next to me on the left scream. I recognized Jannah's voice and knew it wasn't her. What exactly is it? What a pity this lady is! That's why I don't like handsome men because they attract a lot of attention, and you also have a lot of detractors and haters.

"I don't know where to go to anymore.. I don't know who to call... I don't know who I can trust anymore... I hate myself... I hate everyone... I hate this life... I hate being born..." "Sshhh... Winter... We love you. There are a lot of people who love you for who you are even if you are not related to them.. We love you..."

I tell him, and he leaves immediately. My mind went back to everything that happened and how many regrets I had to live with. And now, here I am. My dignity thrown in the mud, my privacy in the eyes of everyone, and they’re probably enjoying some PG-rated free subscription show now. God, how much I hate people. I decided to go home for the day instead of setting myself up for further drama with my presence. Someone winked at me: “Send me the director’ cut, pretty whore.” Dear lord, I think I’m ready to die.

No one came to save me. As I stared at the countdown on the bomb, I tried to scream again, but no sound came out. That devastated me even more. I was about to die, and I couldn’t even make a sound. My mind went blank as I waited for death. But one thing was certain, I hated Dante Blackwell. If I truly died this time, I would hate him with my last breath and resent him even in hell. “Seems this is where we end, Dante Blackwell,” I mumbled as the bomb reached its final countdown.

It had stunned into silence, "That's what I thought. From now on, you do as I say. I dont care whether you're happy about it if you're having a bad day or dying, I don't even care if you're fucking the best cock you've ever had. When I call, you answer and do what I say. I'm going to teach your father and brother exactly what it means to fuck with me and I don't give a shit if I have to use you in the process." There was no logical reason for me to be blushing but here I was, turning beat-red at the mention of fucking the best cock of my life, "I hate all of you!" I declared, hugging my knees to my chest. "Good," he sounded content with that, "the only way you'll survive this world is if you

There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.” He then moved forward to find another underlined context, “I will build myself up so high in such a short time that when he leaves me, I will become a lightning storm, a nuclear apocalypse. I will not come out of this with nothing.” He read it once. Twice. And thrice. He sighed and placed the book back. He looked out of the window. The sunlight hit his face. His eyes shining brightly, giving the pure aura of brown. He then closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, his hands in his pock

All I want now, is to fucking die. Yes, I want to die!