Hate Sans Novels & Stories

“Do you see now, Melisa?” I whispered, eyes locked on hers. Her beautiful, tear-stained eyes, filled with pain, and still… so perfect. “You are fucking insane… Sebastian. I hate you! I hate you!” She screams in loud as she hates me. It is not a word. It’s a pulse. A breathless gasp between obsession and agony. It coils in my chest like a snake too warm to rest, sinking its fangs into reason, into mercy. Hate is love starved, love denied, love twisted until it bleeds. It tastes like copper and broken teeth, like the space between your silence and my scream. It whispers louder than prayer, and louder still than truth. I do not choose hate—I become it.

I knew she was a little spitfire but she was crossing the line minions were minions they do not get to give me advice or threats Crossing my hands under my breasts, giving them a forward shove, I marched their angry stare with my evil ones” And what is the problem with that?” They all flinched at the sound of my voice, Mercy and Hannah shifted back a little but Anna stood her ground I figured she was the one with the grievances

I drew closer and noticed that he was as white as snow. His Spartan shoulders stood out. It convey mighty strength and pride. His thin lips kept moving as he chewed slowly. He was truly the definition of beauty. No wonder women fought to have him. Their struggle was not for a ugly being. By the way, no one was ugly. Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. When our gaze met, I was disappointed with his eyes. They were as red as strawberries. He did not look happy. The coldness I felt from his touch yesterday made me wonder who he was.

"What? Why are you telling her to run? Didn't you just say you don't want her to leave you?" "YOU, PSYCHO! VANESSA WILL NEVER LOVE YOU!" Henry said. "CRACK!" Another sound of bones cracking. "ARGHHH!!!" Henry's cries reverberating the room. "Do you know that breaking your arms and legs aren't enough to sate my anger? How about I break Natalies' limbs in front of you? How does that sound? How dare you say that nonsense, huh?!!" Cedric's eyes turned dark red. "Don't please, don't. You can kill me if you want, but please spare Natalie."

I hate this dude. ~~~~~

I said, rubbing my chin. I’m never going to let him take what’s mine, he never liked father, and father never liked him, always trying to be alone and spiteful, I hated that, besides he pushed me off a railing when we were little, I’m not going to let him have his cake and still eat it. I picked up my phone to dial a number “It’s time I did things my way” I muttered, dialing. “Hey hot stuff” I heard her call over the phone, I rolled my eyes, she’s only attracted to the wealthy, just the type I’m looking for.

EVER AGAIN! Her voice shook, but it didn’t break. ‘Your son bullied me all my life in school. He humiliated me. He scared me. He made my school days hell and you can just imagine the hatred I have for him, and you too! You are and irresponsible mother… who can’t even teach her son proper manners and now you stand here to call me a whore? Questioning my dignity?’ She laughed bitterly, letting her tears burn down freely now. ‘Does cruelty run in your blood?’

"That absolute, bottom-feeding, necrotic piece of—" "I’m done," Lily interrupted, her anger finally overriding the hurt. "I shouldn't be this angry. I’m supposed to be 'evolved,' right? But this? This is unforgivable. He’s not just a cheater, Sophia. He’s a sadist. He wants to own the narrative of my pain." "He doesn't own anything but a bad tattoo and a dwindling bank account," Sophia said firmly. "Go home. Lock the door. I’m researching gyms with better security and fewer sociopaths right now."

Contempt “I want you to leave Deimos standing– alone– before God and Man once again.” Disgust “I want you to break all the little pieces of himself that he's gathered over the years.” Hate “I want you to kill Deimos Escarrá, once and for all.”