Everyone You Hate Is Going To Die Novels & Stories

I glared at her as the guys gasped. "Wait, you're that hotdog guy? You were hilarious. The video got millions of views!" Jason exclaims. "Yeah, it was just epic! Did you know that there's a horror movie in the making that is inspired by that video? They titled it "The ugly hotdog"" Ryder added making his voice creepy as he says the last phrase. Why, I am not surprised. "Wait, I thought it was a penis" Diego frowns and I groaned in frustration.

Why then won't I hate the people who killed her in cold blood? I hate Zayden and I will continue hating him till my last breath. As I walk past Tessa, I muttered to myself that this is just the beginning of the war between Zayden and me. He might be the winner now but I am damn sure I will have the last laugh.

Never Again 🌷 “Hate is a terrible thing. It's a wasteful, stupid emotion. You can hate someone with all your heart, but it'll never do them a bit of harm. The only person it hurts is you. You can spend your days hating, letting it eat away at you, and the person you hate will go on living just the same. So, what's the point?” ~•~ •E V E L Y N•

“These are the good lads of our clubs and also our club’s world! Zayn, damn you, Zayn!” He was livid. It did not take long before numerous top level personnel came running over behind them. Their expressions changed drastically in succession after witnessing the scene before them. Their hatred for Zayn grew exponentially! “Zayn must die!” “Capture him and torture him in the cruelest ways possible! Punish him!” “We must kill him to avenge our people!” They were bound by the hatred for the common enemy and they were livid. Meanwhile, Osiris spoke, “Kill Zayn Larson at all costs!”

Ah, even this is bad for my heart when many died because of me, at least I saved Sena. Yeah... Think positive, Think positive. I'll just close my eyes and stop resisting for me to die peacefully. I bet everyone is jealous of me dying this peaceful. I know how you feel... Struggling to the bitter end but got eaten alive is something anyone wouldn't want. Umu... Umu... *Haa...* What a good short life... ..... ... .... ..... Yeah! What do you mean a good short life!? Like hell, I would end it with just this!?

"Haha! Is Mango going to die soon? After such a long time, she should be dead! Nathaniel, I won!" "Nathaniel walked forward and stepped on her chest. Then, he grabbed onto her long hair, forcing her to look directly at Nathaniel's ferocious face." "He said, ""If she's really dead, I'll kill you.""" "If that's the case, then I won't lose anything. If I can drag her along with me after I die, I'll still make a profit out of it. All of you hate me, right? Don't you all like Mango? I want her to die with me! Are you hurt and sad now? Hahaha! But I'm super excited! As long as Mango dies, I'll be thrilled!"

"You claim to hate me and wish I never existed, so why brush off the opportunity when it presented itself?" Sean was hesitant as he intently stared into her soul through her eyes. "Don't get any ideas. I hate you, stands firm. I did not 'brush off' anything. Anything meaningful, at least. So that was no opportunity. Those twats hadn't plans of executing a job well done, I hate pussies. And well, the opportunity now becomes mine and mine alone. Your life is in the palm of my hand. It's my place to do whatever I want with it, no one else's!"

“Cancer. We found out too late. And instead of spending those last months with her, I was in meetings. Traveling. Handling deals that didn’t matter.” His grip tightened on the glass until his knuckles turned white. “She never said it, but I know… I know she died thinking I loved my work more than I loved her.” The words were raw, filled with self-loathing, and Sienna felt her heart shatter for him. “That’s not true,” she said softly. He let out a hollow laugh. “Isn’t it? I should’ve been there more. I should’ve done more.” Sienna moved before she could think, reaching out and placing her hand over his. His skin was warm, his fingers tense beneath hers.

I began to explain myself. I wanted to cry, but I refrained. To cry over our system, which wipes out the innocent and works for the killers. What kind of life was that? What kind of world? "Will you tell me why you did this?" I got even angrier. "I DON'T HAVE TO GIVE YOU ANY EXPLANATIONS! I HATE YOU, YOU ARE SUCH A GARBAGE." I started shouting. "Please don't shout so much, we're in the center of Rome."

“Fucking liars! How dare you set a foot in my territory while well aware of the fact that I hate fuckin’ werewolves and their very existence! Death is a small price to pay for your mistake.” ***