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I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

Sasha let out a sigh and tried to keep the tears in "why...why do you hate me?" Michael was shocked, he wasn't expecting that so soon and he was lost for words at the moment. He thought of a way to refute her but he can't possibly think of the best answer, does he hate her? Of course he does, but why? He can't even answer himself. He turned away from her not wanting her to see his battling with his thought "no more work for you." Sasha was dumbstruck, what did he say? "Wh...what..what did you say?"

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A stupid, reckless soft spot that should have healed years ago. Rhett wasn’t just a name. He was a part of me I never fully got back and I’d forever hate that son of a bitch for it. Slamming that mental door down. I rearranged my dress and finger combed my hair, placing my bag on my shoulder. I stared at him for a second longer, then shook my head. “I shouldn’t have settled for you.”My voice came out quiet. “Damn you and your brother” The dumbfounded look on their faces was enough to make me straighten my back and walk towards the door.

Hot tears spilled over “I hate you Taurus! I hate my dad! He is the reason Rüya died, that I am alone with no mother!” Taurus just laughed. It was slow and satisfied, the kind of laugh that crawled under my skin and stayed there. “Yes,” he said softly, tilting his massive head. “There it is.” His eyes burned brighter, reflecting something ugly and familiar inside me. “Hate feels good, doesn’t it?” My chest tightened. He took a step closer, hooves cracking the stone beneath him, but he didn’t raise his weapon. “It’s warm and contagious,” he continued, with his voice smooth and coaxing. “Let it fuel you, lit up your path”

SERAPHINA Seraphina had always believed that hate was a kind of fuel. That was how she had explained it to herself through all the years of building what she had built thanks to her dad, goddess rest his soul, through all the careful strategic climbing and the alliances made and broken and made again, through all the rooms she had walked into and assessed and decided how to own. Hate was not a weakness. Hate was not something that consumed you. Hate was something you burned cleanly and efficiently, like good wood, and it keeps you warm and moving and it was, she had always believed, entirely under her control.

Her voice quivered as she asked, “Jonathan, are you okay?” Caught off guard, Jonathan’s initial reaction was one of annoyance. He didn’t appreciate anyone invading his personal space. He scowled at Hazel, his gaze icy. “I’m fine,” he replied curtly. The room was filled with a palpable tension as they both realized the awkwardness of the situation. Jonathan was naked, and Hazel’s eyes darted away, her face flushing. She stammered, “I… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. I just thought you were in distress.”

He threw the knife away all the while glaring daggers at Shanice who had gone numb with fear. Serena walked over to Shanice and slapped her hard, causing her head to snap to the left. Serena's own eyes teared up. "You...you ha..hate mmmee this much? I never did you any wrong. I never hu..hurt you. I always..con..con..thought you were my bbbestfriend. I even fought with Asher for you and you?...You are a mmmmonster....You know why nnnno one loves you? Because you are ugly on the inside. You are rotten down to your core," Serena raged, tears trailing down her cheeks. The intensity of her hatred towards her had both shocked and hurt her. Shanice glared back at her, not at all regretful.

'' ''I demonstrate the horror and shadows of the dark. ''I am a witch that doesn't believe in karma and I won't start now, old man.'' Marline fired back at Hundzai with all firmness. ''Just wait and see Marline. '' ''Good guys go to heaven but the bad guys go everywhere. They have fun.'' Marline said as she moved towards Hundzai with a sinister smile. ''I will send you to the place of nothingness where you belong.'' With that she plunged her claws into his eyes and strangled Hundzai's neck till it broke.