Hate Novels & Stories

sagot ni Shawn. "You love him, and sa tingin mo hindi ka nya mamahalin dahil galit sya sa iyo. But believe me Carmella, I used to hate someone I love. Dahil ayokong aminin sa sarili ko na mahal ko na sya, that's why I'm keeping to remind myself na I hate her so much, para lang masabi ko sa sarili ko I don't love her, cause I hate her, the fact na ginagamit ko nalang shield ang salitang hate to protect the word love to come out" paliwanag nito na sa malayo nakatingin.

lumuluha kong sagot kay Ziel. "Damn it! Hindi ko akalaing napaka-hina mo pala pagdating sa bwesit na pag-ibig na 'yan! F*ck!" "Dahil binabago ng pag-ibig ang tao, Ziel. Minsan ang pag-ibig ay gabay para maging malakas ang isang tao, ngunit sa'kin, tila kabaliktaran iyon. At isa ka sa patunay no'n. Look at me, I am too, weak. At hindi ko iyon itatanggi," sagot ko sabay tulo ng mga luha na nagmumula sa aking mga mata.

I honestly answered. "Hate is good." mom said, all smiley. "At least your starting to see him for what he is, and not what you think he is. At least your starting to know what you deserve. Elizabeth, there are few times hate is good but don't stay too long hating him, because that means he's still got a hold on you. Indifference. Indifference is better." she added. I smiled to what she advised, I promise to keep that in heart.

He slowly turned his face back to Lauren, his eyes flashing with absolute hatred. "Huwag mong muling bababuyin ang paghihirap ko, at huwag mo siyang idadamay sa mga maruruming kuwento sa utak mo," banta ni Lauren, her voice trembling not out of fear, but from a blinding, protective rage for Anne.

Nagkatinginan sila bago pumasok si Aeverie. Galit na naman ito at masamang tingin ang ipinukol sa kaniya, ngunit matamis na ngiti naman ang iginawad niya sa babae. Hate is the opposite of love... but hate could be just a defensive tactic of hidden love. Isip niya. Hindi na mahalaga kung ano ang pinapakita sa kaniya ni Aeverie, ang mahalaga'y may nakukuha pa rin siyang reaksyon mula rito.

Agad niyang nasalag ang biglang paghampas ng kamay nito sa kanya. "I h-hate you!" hiyaw ng babae. Kunot-noo niya itong sinulyapan. "You simply love me the more you hate me. Hatred is a sign of love. Hindi natin mabubuo si Akira kung walang love."

Hindi na ako sumagot. I hate her being around,but what would I do. I need to pretend that we're fine infront of my parents.. I'm aware on how my mother hate violence. SHe even had her past trauma when she experience being abuse by those asshóle. She hated violent person. And I do not want her to hate me.so as my dad Maybe I can swallow my hatred towards that women. Perhaps "Get in" hindi parin siya gumagalaw. Nakatingin lang siya sa akin pagkatapos ay titingin sa lalaking kasama niya.

Noon pa man ay yun na ang nangyayari. "Of course not! Ikaw vaklah ah, kung anu-ano sinasabi mo—" "What I mean is." And he rolled his eyes na tinalo pa talaga ang pagsiring namin ni Haze. "Those people who hates you—doesn't really hate you, but instead they are envious of you. Sa araw araw mo na kaharap ang salamin, napapansin mo naman siguro na sobrang ganda mo di ba?"

Si Papa… kinampihan ko pa siya dati pero wala siyang kwenta! Si Louisianna… I hate her! No! I fucking* hate them! I fucking* hate them both!

Nakakainis! "Ugh! I hate that man! I really hate that man! I hate Isidro Felipe! I hate him! I hate him talaga! Leche siya! Hindi siya marunong makiramdam kung inis na sa kaniya yung isang tao! Arghhh!! Leche siya!" Yung unan sa living room ang napagdiskitahan ko kaya kung saan saan ko itinapon para lang mabawasan ang inis ko.