Hated Synonym Novels & Stories

"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."

They are finding opportunities to fight over that little things. Mishty looked at Siddharth as he was starting her as if he would eat her alive. Unknown hatred filled their hearts for each other. "Sid, please don't start again. Let's leave." Mihir pleaded as he noticed both. "Mishty, please. Let's meet tomorrow." Mihir asked her to go. "Learn some manners from your friend" Mishth couldn't keep her taunts to herself as Siddharth looked at her in super anger.

I pleaded hoping my father would show me a bit of sympathy but I was wrong. Instead, he erupted into laughter, a loud, mocking sound that pierced through me like a sharp blade. In that moment, I felt a wave of disgust wash over me. Was it possible for one to hate their father? The answer was a yes. Every fiber of my being burned with resentment, a deep-seated loathing that I couldn’t shake.

I then shifted the conversation, asking, "Getting off topic for a moment, how are you doing? You seem surprisingly calm after what you told me about Brian and your sister the other day." The change in her expression was immediate; her face softened, and a shadow of hurt crossed her eyes. "I hate Brian and Brandy for what they did to me," she said with bitterness. "I hate my mother even more for always taking my sister's side. I wish they could feel the same pain they’ve caused me." Her voice trembled with emotion as she expressed her feelings.

I hated him. I hated myself more.

I hate him for making me feel this way! I hate how helpless I feel and I'll kill him!! I kill him with my hands and damn the mate bond!! I hate you, archer! I hate hate you so much!!!!

I started, but she cut me off. “I don’t hate men, Kade.” She looked up at me, her eyes seemingly to suck me into their cold bottomless pits, “Hate is too simple. Hate implies you care enough to feel something. I don’t hate men, Kade.” She paused, letting the silence thicken. “I despise them.” Her words were like shards of glass in my chest.

I shook my head, a frown forming on my face. “Of course not…I hate him. But I do miss the sex. It sucks. It makes me feel like a hypocrite. How can I hate someone and love fucking them?” I asked. Ria laughed. “Haven't you heard? Hate isn't the opposite of love. They're sisters.” She replied. I chuckled, and shook my head. “Yeah…but I didn't say anything about love. I said I love the sex.” I told her. She wiggled her brows at me. “I didn't say I wasn't talking about sex.” She replied.

" I hate you, "her words were enough cruel to stab his heart .His eyes flickered with a battle of emotions.Intensifying every passing second .He wanted to go and take the tongue out which dare to roll the words which were nothing but banished long back. No one dare to speak against or in front of him .But the person who was there to love him, even dare to roll the word hate indicating it for him .His eyes flickered with a burning fire, the veins popped out by the pressure exceeded, the blood ready to splatter all around .

my mothers words scream at me inside my head. I look around at the people around me, some of the faces i recognize from over the years. I never bothered to make friends its kind of pointless when you hidding. " Anyone tries anything they die" says the man next to garret. Ive never seen him before he's well kept clearly a man of higher standing than garret with clean white sleeves and shiny boots. Hes handome with blonde hair and a sharp jaw. They all like that, beautiful built like gods with bodies carved from the heavens themself. But i know better its just a mask hiding the beast they really are. Devils disguised as angles.