Hate Me If You Can Novels & Stories

My stomach dropped even as the words left my mouth. Why did I say that? My rage and the pain had driven me to a level of insanity. He paused to tilt his head down at me. “You don’t know what hate is, Saria. If you did when you said such things, it’d be that much more lovely.” “I do hate you. I’ve learned enough of what it is, to know I feel it for you.” “If you can hate me then you could learn to love me. Give me all the things I want without ropes or chains.”

she continued her sarcastic, disgusted remarks. "Do you hate me that much that you can not believe any of the words I say to you? You hate me that much?" Bella's lips twisted in hatred and loathing, "Hate is just a very small word in front of what I feel for you. In fact, you know what? I don't even feel hate because to hate you, I will have to feel for you which I had given up on years ago. So now you are nothing to me. Not even someone I would hate."

I know I can’t hate you and I know that if I don’t hate you I will hate myself. You made me have nightmares, you traumatized me, you put me in a dark position that I can not even begin to describe and you know what hurts more is when I think about that horrible memory, all the good memories I shared with you fade away like it was nothing and just like that I begin to feel hatred for myself because no matter how I try I can not hate you even though you are the reason behind my ten years of miseries.

Yeah baby, this time you're gon' have to seal your fate And tell me how you hate me, hate me, still tryna replace me Chase me, chase me, tell me how you hate me Erase me, 'rase me, wish you never dated me Lies, tell me lies, baby, tell me how you hate me Hate me, hate me, still tryna replace me Chase me, chase me, tell me how you hate me Erase me, 'rase me, wish you never dated me Lies, tell me lies, baby, tell me how you hate me Hate me, hate me, tell me how you hate me Tell me how I'm trash and you could easily replace me Tell me that I'm strung out, wasted on the daily Prolly 'cause there's no one around me numbin' all my pain Prolly 'cause there's no umbrella to shield me from all the ra

She tried brushing her hair but gave up halfway. Her phone beeped. This time it wasn’t anonymous, it was a message from Zara: Zara: “Don’t take it personally, people were gonna find out sooner or later.” Sasha: “Find out what?” Zara: “That you’re a liar, a cheat, and a fake friend.” Sasha threw the phone onto her bed. Her stomach twisted with a mix of shame and anger. She could handle strangers talking trash, but Zara? Her best friend? Now leading the rumors?

“We’re born of two things, love and hatred. If Alpha Galen makes us hate him. He’s dead” This is the right reaction I want.

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

Are rich people really like this? “So can I now know your name, chestnut?” Why is he calling me chestnut? Is it because of the color of my hair? “Victoria,” I shortly answered. “Don’t tell me you’re that Victoria.” “Victoria what?” “One of the Meras,” he answered. “Yeah. I’m exactly that Victoria Mera,” I confidently answered. He grinned while driving. “Interesting,” said he that made my forehead pucker. “What about yours?” I don’t know but I feel anxious.

"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!"

“Hatred is too small a word for what I feel for your daughter. She took more than my sister that day. Death would not give justice for her crime.” ​ “I’ll break her until she’s lost every shred of hope, until she’s lifeless, like Raina.” Kabir snarled, his bloodshot eyes falling on Ziniya, now turning blue. ​ “But,” as if a switch flipped, his expression changed into a smirk. ​