Hate Hate Double Hate Loathe Entirely Novels & Stories

She yelled in my face but she wasn't done "I hate it. I hate you-----" be still my heart "----I hate love, and most importantly I hate loving you!. I hate it so much, it destroys me, it wrecks me, it fucking ruins me, yet I can't fucking stop, I can't fucking stop! I'm addicted to you and I need to stop, I need everything to stop, I need every-fucking-thing to stop, because I hate loving you, loving you disgusts me, I disgusts myself. I hate loving you"

I knew he would bother me, and the best thing to do was avoid him. "Okay, see you tomorrow." "Yeah, sure," I said, and Kyra ended the call. I sighed in relief. As soon as the call ended, he came back to my mind. How I wish I could do something about it, like keeping myself busy to avoid thinking about the person I hate the most right now—Adam. Ugh! I thought about him again. I didn't even want to mention his name, but that's what happened. I hate it! I hate him! I hate all these unknown emotions I can't explain.

She scoffed, clearly offended. “Hate?” she tilted a brow at me. “I don't hate you. I'd have to consider you really important to be able to feel an emotion as draining as hate towards you. You amount to nothing in my eyes. Not even a speck of dust.” Her tone was as loathsome as it was wrathful as she gesticulated with the tips of her fingers, emphasising the word, “hate”. That stung, bringing tears to my eyes but I didn't allow them to drop.

His breath stunk of cigarette, and I hated it. “What? Shocked?” “Giorgio, let go of me right now. I don’t care about what is in the contract, but one thing I know is that you can’t touch me like you please without any form of decency on your path, I wouldn’t tolerate it. Do you understand?” I asked angrily.

[I hate you] END.

Mandy ran her eyes over it, then she remembered everything, that was the place they first met, he stared at the first chair she sat in, which was the very same chair, she sat playing with Noor and right there, was where she met with Lauren and his group, the setting is same but the difference is, Noor and Leah are no longer there. "Lauren!" "Yes, I was going to have a contract right here with you back then, Six months, we should go our separate ways, 'cause I don't love you and you don't love me." "No, you hate me." "I couldn't say I hate you, I was just protecting my heart, so I hide under the shadow of hate, let's call what we have as, love in the coat of hate." "What?" "I was jealous, see

I sobbed, recalling the expression on everyone’s faces. “No one hates you. They’re just disappointed with you, and you will have to earn everyone’s trust.”, he said, wiping my tears again. “Why…why are you … acting … so sweet with… me? Don’t you … hate me already?” “Martin Luther King Jr. once said, ‘Returning hate for hate multiples hate, adding deeper darkness devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, and only love can do that.’ The night when I chose you as my chosen mate, I swear to Moon Goddess that I would bring you the right place by hook or by crook. Because if you were stubborn, then I was stubborn too.”

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.

I don’t use the word hate easily or often. But I hate the Syndicate rogues, and I hate Ignazio. These are the two incidents where I feel hate may not even be a strong enough word. What’s a stronger word for hate? Loathe? Detest? I’m not sure, but to my core, I feel it. I don’t know which rogue from the Syndicate killed Lexia. The bastard is still alive among the rogues that currently follow Noya, for all I know. And that keeps me up at night, wondering if her killer is still out there and knowing I’ll never know.

For me, I see through it and find the double meaning his words hold. This must-have sounded like an accurate description of fondness to the whole world, but it was nothing like that. With his words, Alex justified his hate toward me. No word Can describe how low he thinks of me, and after that whole revelation of me being in a contract with him, his hatred for me intensified.