Hate Me If You Can Novels & Stories

I snarled. Gabriel slapped me harshly across the face right after I spoke. "That's enough, Rhea! I've tolerated your antics for long enough!"

~Daniella~ One thing was for sure, I really hate school. Everyone is fucking annoying here and being with a lot of people isn't one of my favorite thing to do. Especially this crowd. I mean, I wouldn't even be here if my Dad didn't blackmail me that he'd sell Vlacky, my beloved bike for just a hundred dollars. That was a Harley Davidson, man. And I don't even have the power to stop him, I mean he's my Dad and even though I have a bad reputation I still respect him, I may not show it sometime but yeah I do. Like thank you for his sperm and a gorgeous girl was born gracing Earth with her beloved presence.

"If you hate me so much why don't you reject me? " " I can not reject you even if I want to. If I reject you then you will be dead and if you reject me then you will feel severe pain that you can not handle. You got your answer.Now get out of my room.I do not want to see your face anymore.Your face is giving me a headache".

You can't see her expression because she's looking down but her taunting smiles are nowhere to be seen. Black - Like me who unable to understand why you do not want to take revenge, you also could not understand me. You denied me, I will also deny you. Lost the title, lose the name, lose the memory, then only this hatred itself I will not lose. Such being the case, I, so long as I have this hatred is sufficed. You want to protect this country and I want to destroy it, then we shall arrive in hell to be burn in stakes together.

I pursued my lips again, gritting those words out like an unbreakable vows, " I hate you.. that you smile..at another man...but hates..me....Yes..I fucking hate you..Now..I will do something that...you will hate me the most... Since...I can't..be..the man..you love..I want to be..the man that...you hate..the most...I will.. take.. Ryan away... from you.. until... you are..at my mercy... begging.."

she shoots me a killer glare. Oh, God! I can't stand this drama. "I don't get why the hell you are being like this to me, but I am not going to listen to you. So you either comply or I will be forced to make you. If you want to scream you can go ahead but I am sure no one will come to your rescue. I am also sure you can't run so just give it up," I tell her. I run my hands through my hair and tug at the roots in frustration.

Victor said, the warning that immediately enraged Stacey whose hands immediately held to the wall, tightening its grasp with such force that the wall began to crunch under her fingertips. "And you? You speak as if you could love someone better than I do! You, who can't even tell what's love and hate apart." Stacey stepped forward and at that moment, Jane who had heard Victor's words stared at him oddly. This is because although from earlier Victor had been answering her with such sarcasm, the last word he said sounded more like care. Although when it came out from his mouth, it hardly sounded like one that is. Victor smiled, "Yes, I can't tell what love and hate is, but do you know sister? A

Far enough to run if I need to. "Say it," he says softly. "No." "Nyra. . ." "I can't fully hate you." The words tear out of me like a confession. "I can't hate you and it terrifies me more than anything else. More than the Council. More than Dorian. More than my own power." "Why does it terrify you?" "Because hate is simple. Hate is safe. Hate means I can keep fighting without wondering if I'm destroying something that matters." "And if you can't hate me?"

“No.” Tears streamed down Jamie’s face. “Lucas—he doesn’t know—” Enzo’s smile widened just a fraction. “And he won’t. Because you won’t tell him.” Jamie whispered, barely audible, “ You’re monsters.” Enzo leaned closer, voice dropping to a murmur meant only for Jamie. “Now you know,” he said. Jamie looked at him, hollowed out. “ You can scream,” Enzo continued. “ You can hate us. You can dream about California and sunshine and freedom.”

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.