Hated Synonym Novels & Stories

Time passed by, it was now in the early days of December, in year 2000. A lot had happened, a lot had changed and Chloé's flaming hatred for Lucinda had also changed; It had actually gotten worse, leaving in Chloé's bone marrow the bitter taste of sighting Lucinda, especially, when Lucinda happened to be with Jack. The discriminations, hatred and other inhumane acts displayed by Chloé against Lucinda, was hell itself. It's now certain to Lucinda that Chloé has a passionate hatred against her, reason for so much a dislike, still remains a mystery to Lucinda.

“Once in college, Damen and his lab partner went out on a date.” “What no! Stop!” He tried to stop her. “The girl was allergic to sunflower seeds. She didn't know it at that point. She had a severe attack after having only one bite from her salad. He got so scared. He thought she was dying, and he almost started crying.” She said between fits of laughter. “What?” Penelope laughed. Damen was so embarrassed. He covered his face with his hands. “I hate you. I hate you so much.” He shook his head. “Ah! It's fine we are all friends. And friends should know about each other's embarrassing moments.” She patted her shoulder.

As though I had not wanted my child more than anything in the world. I forced myself to keep reading. "Barren witch who deserves to rot in hell." "Baby killer." "Jealous hag who could not stand to see another woman happy." "Murderer." "Home wrecker." "Evil bitch." Some of the names they called me were so vile I could not even repeat them mentally without feeling physically sick. Words I had never even heard used together in such creative combinations of hatred. I set my phone down with more force than necessary and heard it clatter against the table.

“What else do you want me to say? Amelia our friendship ended a long time ago so why would I feel bad hearing this now? I would have felt bad if I still considered you a friend.” “I hate you so much. I have tried several times to get rid of the hate but it never happened, it only worsened. I had no other choice but to believe that I Was born to hate you.” I squeezed my clothes around my chest area into several folds. My chest was hurting, her words piercing my chest badly. I can't believe I loved an enemy for so long. I could sense the hatred from her voice the way she spoke echoes and everything was glaring of hatred.

Not the quick, white-hot flare of normal anger. No — this is darker. Thicker. Heavier. Hate. I’ve never hated anyone before. I’ve disliked people, sure. Even loathed a few in passing. But this … this is different. Amanda Dee is no mere irritation. I despise her. Hate her.

I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side. The day when our Hate War officially started... ****Vote and Comment***

I snap at him as he finished his last statement. I hated the with passion when people came to compare me with my father,it seemed to being out an anger in me that I did not know existed,cause I did not like the man my father turned out to be in all my years of growing up and despite the fact that I could sense the truth in the fact that I was slowing becoming like him,I never liked it pointed out to me. " Deny it all you want Xander,both we both know it's the truth" I hear him say which made me punch my fist in the wall.

Something uncomfortable. Something I hated immediately.

Hate means fight. And fighting reveals secrets.

"I'll kill you!" Lydia only laughed. If she wasn't drunk or under the heat like I had been earlier. I would say she had run mad. She looked at me in a way that made my wolf snarl like the hungry beast it was. "Hate is a strong emotion. The line between love and hate is thin. They both share a common denominator, intense passion." "It doesn't change the fact that I hate you with every inch of me. If you think the kiss from earlier changes anything, you are painfully wrong."