Haters Back Off Emily Novels & Stories

“Why would you think that?” Emily lowered her gaze, her fingers nervously peeling at each other. “Well… he hates me.” The sadness in her voice tugged at Lucia’s heart. She shifted closer, hesitating for a moment before placing her palm gently over Emily’s. “Why would you think that?” she asked softly. “No brother would hate his little sister.” Emily sighed, carefully withdrawing her hand, a quiet ache in her posture. “Well… not mine,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. After a brief pause, she looked up, meeting Lucia’s eyes with a fragile courage. “My family may seem perfect, but it’s very far from it.”

“Oh, no. You’ve been talking to Helena again, haven’t you.” I nodded, blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall. “I just want to understand why she hated us so bad. Because maybe I can fix it.” Emily enveloped me in a hug. “You can’t, I know. When people feel like they’ve been wronged, it’s so engrained in them that they can’t even see logic.” She smiled at me. “It’s why I went to the witch to get my memory erased. I couldn’t live with the amount of hatred I was feeling every day. And when I got over the hatred, I had the worst self-loathing. I wasn’t living, Addie. I was just surviving.”

Just a silent acknowledgement that our path had indeed ended here. Emily immediately glared at me, angry and disappointed. She took a step forward and hit my chest lightly, not painfully, but enough to make my breath hitch. “You’re evil,” she said, her voice trembling. “You’re evil, Liam.” I restrained myself from responding emotionally. I simply stood there, absorbing the blow, accepting the anger that was honestly justified. Emily took a step back, her eyes beginning to well up with tears. “I stepped away to give you time to think more clearly, not to make you act like this. This wasn’t the answer I was expecting.”

the other policemen threatened. Emily immediately felt her scalp prickle as her anger faded away. Emily turned around in a huff and continued to wash the dishes. There was no way she could vent her unhappy feelings. She was also unable to cry about how cold she felt. “Xyla Quest is a b*tch. She’d better not be very happy! Even if things have been resolved, Imperial Prime might not be able to completely sell out all its units. Like I said, a property development with negative media attached to it is difficult to sell. I hope she can’t sell a single unit after this! It will all fail in her hands! She will get pimples all over her face from the worry! She will turn into an ugly b*tch!” Emily cu

Emily's expression turned slightly melancholic, "I'll miss you. We've only spent a few days together, but I'm really happy." As Luke walked past her, Jackson and Amelia approached, their faces stern. Jackson demanded, "How did you manage to get out?" Emily's eyes flashed with anger, "If you're not ashamed of yourself, after everything you've done to me..." Amelia intervened, "Emily, don't talk to Jackson like that." Emily's response was firm, "One word from you, Amelia, and i’ll send you packing." Jackson sneered, "You wouldn't dare." Emily's reply was confident and defiant, "Watch me." The tension between them was palpable, and the audience began to take notice of the commotion uprising.

She is a victim. ‘Rest assured, Mrs. Quinccy! You will get out of it. You go and get yourself drunk past your limits and curse the Old Rag in the face. You can always cover it up. If you fail, Chaitali can do it with some talented policy makers of all time.’ I chirp with enthusiasm. 'And get my twat pounded first thing in the morning.' Emily smiles sadly. My eyes widened. I slap my palm over my mouth in disbelief. The hatred has deepened into something more intense. Abominate. Detest.

Fragile, even. My chest contracts in a way that pisses me off. Her eyes lift and find mine. Blue meeting blue. The chapel disappears. For a second, it’s just us. She’s beautiful. The kind of beautiful that makes a man angry about it. My jaw ticks. My mouth goes dry. “I shouldn’t want her,” I mutter under my breath. Valerio hears. He always does. His lips twitch into a smirk. “Careful, amico,” he murmurs without turning his head. “Someone might think you’re human.”

"No! I dont want to hear any of your stupid excuses! If you hate Mia that much, then why don't you stop hanging out with her-" "Listen-" "She never thought bad of you, Jake! Never! She always took your side, no matter how much you did wrong! Even in those crazy situations, where she was supposed to be hating you, she never hated you actually-" "I am-" "Don't you dare, you muddy earthworm crushed under leaves-" "Emily, will you calm down for God's sake!" "If you two fight again, don't you dare to come crawling like a snake on my door otherwise I'll stuff both of you under my washroom's sewer-"

he smirked, he stood walking towards the window, I shook my head, because I knew he would learn his lesson sooner or later. Emily is someone you definitely do not want to mess with. I'm even surprised how she keeps Leah. My background check on her shows she has no other friends and all of her exes were beaten by her. They left her not long after. Jeremy needs beating, actually. He looks too perfect, a little black eye won't hurt. He laughed loudly again. I got slightly irritated, walking towards the door. Elena was still there. She rushed towards me as she saw I was out.

"This is what your son has been up to for the past three years. If you don't believe me, I still have this…" I took my phone out and connected it to the LCD TV mounted on the wall using a data cable. Even before the video was played, the cover image clearly showed Theo and Tiffany hugging and biting each other. The situation became unbearably awkward. "Since it has come to this, Theo, let's just get everything out in the open." Tiffany didn't leave upon seeing how everything had turned out. Instead, she walked over to stand beside Theo. "You've had enough all these years anyway. Don't worry. I won't leave you no matter what happens!"