God Was Real And He Hated Us Mga Nobela at Kwento

They all perished: burnt to crisp. I'm all alone in this world again. Why does God hate me so much? People say He is a merciful Father and loves His children deeply but if He can't protect my family then He should fuck off. Maybe there is nothing like God or Heaven. Just a sad excuse for the poor to have hope. I'm done with hope. This world is cruel. The following day everybody carries the news. The media should butt off. Always sticking their noses in people's business. Harper calls my phone but I don't answer. I don't want bonds anymore since God will steal them from me.

" I froze. It turned out that the tears Evan had shed by the delivery bed weren't for me. The reason he had renounced his worldly pursuits wasn't to pray for me as well. Everything he did was for Jade. All the affection he had for me was never real. The reason Evan had named our son Jadon Moore wasn't at all because of his gratitude to God—but it was because of her! All that talk about the most perfect and grand marriage of convenience—they were all merely his lies. I was nothing more than a pawn in the game of love between him and his first love. Those once-sweet words had now turned into sharp blades, slicing away at my sanity.

"You can laugh if you want, otherwise when you are with me either you behave like a dead person or you scream, cry or keep hitting me nothing else, well I can feel that you hate me so much! Huh? but baby I'm fucking enjoy it! Hatred makes me happy, gives me satisfaction. Which I can not Express in those words. I feel so happy when people hate me, cursing me it gaves new energy in my body. And you know what your hate is giving me a lot of relief these days, I'm loving it, Well leave it to me. By the way, maybe you have seen something very interesting, somewhere inside that violated that touched the wire of your heart cause your face expression clearly tells that." Christian told me all hi

____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh I'm doin' time It's a real fight But its all right Sometimes I just hate to love you~ Her voice rang in my ear and brought me back from the La La land of my thoughts as she completed the song. I know she is looking at me. I can feel her glare on me.... Her voice held pain, anger, hatred all directed at me..... I looked up when our professor said, "woah that was intense! You so beautifully spoke your emotions with the lyrics! And you

“You're not listening to me, idiot.” He paused from kissing me: “What do you want me to say? That God is a crotchety old man? You've already met Metatron.” “Tell me the truth.” “There is none.” “I knew there wasn't a God.” “No, maggot. I mean there is no one answer.” “See?” I said, throwing the remote to the other end of the couch. He ducked so it avoided his head. “That's the problem with religion. It's not peer-reviewed. You can't verify it through experimentation.”

I said If there was really a God where is he when I needed him? Why did he let me experience hell? Why did he abandon me when I needed him? All I wanted before was to be happy and to be loved by others but he also deprived me of that. I don't have reasons to believe in him. Even God has favoritism and unfortunately because he seems that he loathed me that much. "Why are you being like this Raven? Why do you keep pushing everyone to the point that even God has no space in your heart?" Lia said sadly.

He says venomously, looking away. I can tell from the way his nostrils flare, or that tick in his jaw that he is getting angrier by the minute. “She loved… that is not a sin.” I say. “Love is an illusion for a desperate attempt to find a source of distraction. We are gods not mere mortals.” He says, and I can tell from his voice that he sure believes that. I don’t know if I should be sad for him or not. He doesn’t really look like the type that you feel sympathy for.

I said like it was nothing. "Woah... Careful you might get karma for that!" Usher said to me. "Hahahaha... So you both believe in karma? Well the three of us know we play same tricks so don't give me that kind of shit and tell me about karma Ushley!" I said in a mocking tone. "Seriously.. I have one serious girlfriend so far ok.? Though I break up on her after one week but at least I try to be faithful and loyal!" He said as he try to defend himself.

What if someone planned this? What if this is punishment? I rub my hands together. Cold. It's always cold lately. He notices. He always notices. He slides his pinky toward mine. Just slightly. Barely touching. But enough. Enough to say: I’m here. Enough to say: you’re not alone. Enough to say everything without words. “Remember when we hated each other?” I whisper. He scoffs. “We were idiots.” “You called me spoiled.” “You called me heartless.”

"You have no idea what you're saying, Andrews. You are the cause of every one of my misfortunes. I curse the day our paths crossed. You are the worst thing that ever happened to me. I hate you so much, Alfa, with every cell in my body." "Just as you hate me, you love me, Ana. You can't deny it." "What? In your dreams, Alfa. It's impossible for me to love you." I pulled Ana towards me, embracing her tightly. I know she loves me, but her hatred towards me is stronger than any love she may feel, and I can't deny my guilt. I am the sole cause of all her suffering. "You didn't say that yesterday; you shouted at the top of your lungs that you love me as much as you hate me, and that's all that mat