Hate Tate James Novels & Stories

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me, Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love “I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.” “Ohh darling. You are not in the wrong for hating me. I was to blame for that. I put my career above your well-being; even my marriage is in shambles because of it.”

And now look what’s happened! Lorenzo’s voice was calm, deep and sharp. ‘I didn’t come to defend him. I came here because he has a responsibility to fix what he’s broken.’ ‘He shouldn’t even be here!’ Cynthia voice cracked. ‘Nobody needs him, she doesn’t even want him around!’ Jace stood in the corner with Alex and Diamant. His arms folded, his face cold, but inside he was tearing apart, his chest was a storm. He wanted to say something and explain himself but the words caught in his throat. He wore a nonchalant mask, pretending it didn’t matter. But deep down, every beat reminded him of the slap, of her falling, of how she still she had looked.

The Nightshade Tattoo Studio was still open, though Henry rarely handled the machines himself anymore unless I wanted a tattoo. But now, I dared not ask. Because… “Daddy! Tail! I want a tail too!” A little bundle in overalls clung to Henry’s leg, calling out in a high, childish voice. Oliver Kane was perfectly sculpted, with eyes like mine, but when angry, his pupils turned the same dark gold as Henry’s. Henry sighed and scooped Oliver up, cradling him in his arms. “No tails outside.” “Why not?” “Because it would scare Mommy.”

He still got up and looked at Eric with a look full of hatred. “I just wanted to show my love for Zia,” James said. “Zia doesn't love you anymore.” “You have no right to say that.” “Of course, I have the right to her. Whether it's Zia or Hazel, she's mine!” Eric's confession succeeded in silencing the chaotic atmosphere. Hazel's sobs stopped after hearing Eric's words, unable to believe that Eric would kill someone for her. Though she still felt sad about what James had done, she thought that this time, she didn't hate her body as much.

It was unforgivable! "Furthermore, Tessa was still crying on Nathaniel's shoulder. Mango instantly felt that the word ""lover"" was particularly insulting." There was a cold look in her eyes. "Sissaye, you should stay with your mom now. I will teach your bastard dad a lesson so that he knows right from wrong." Mango was pissed off. "Domestic violence was bad, but not only was Marcelo not ashamed of it, but he was also proud of it. This was all thanks to Tessa!"

Matt's actions disturbed his mood. *** Jose had made up his mind not to go to Racher Art today, but suddenly, receiving a chat from Matthew about the bad things that happened to the owner of Racher Art made the human side of Jose stir. He couldn't deceive himself that he was apprehensive about Denis. Jose was at Racher Art, tidying up a few places while waiting for Denis to return. He brewed coffee and chose to sit in front of the thick glass dividing the main room and the street in front of the building.

“Like hell. I’ll die of nausea.” Laughing, he pushed the button to unlock the car doors. “This changes nothing. We’re working together; I’m being professional. Money is involved. Make no mistake, I hate you. More than you’ll ever know.” I say, pushing my button as well. I meant every word. Furthermore, I’d never stop hating Aiden. Not in a long shot. “You can’t decide to hate me, love. Plus, stop convincing yourself that you do; it’ll hurt more when you realize you don’t.”

To the world, they are deadly enemies. Behind closed doors, they are passionate lovers. Will they be able to stay together forever?

He knew… he knew I missed my mother but yet… “Do you hate him now? I’m available just so you know,” He said, mockingly. “You wish! I’d still choose him a thousand times, I’m sure he had his reasons,” I muttered but deep down, anger flared up inside of me. I’ll deal with him later. A loud menacing growl echoed through the forest. I could recognize that growl anywhere.. James, he was here.. ‘James go back, it’s a trap, look for Tiffany and Bridget they are at the mansion nearby—’

“Jealous of what? Jealous of you? I would never be jealous of you, woman. I don’t care who the f**k screws you. Just don’t f**king disturb my name and business.” Amelia broke into more tears at the realization that James would never care about her. “Why can’t you care about me?! Just a little bit, Mr, James. I have never done anything wrong to you. Why do you hate me so much?” James heaved a sigh and strutted back to her again. “Why would I care about you? Take a good look at yourself, Amelia! Look at you! Look at how unprofessional, unfashionable, ugly, you look. I hate women that look like this, okay?! You disgust me.”