Haters Gonna Hate Novels & Stories

At least I would get paid for one of thia. “I don't think you are a slut, infact you are my hardest obstacle. And I want you how you are without a single damm alteration to you or change. Stay the way you are, show me any bastards that you to change and I would make the person's exit from earth so much painful that he or she would regret it's entire existence and wish that it died while being given birth to.” He said, growling like he wanted to attack a non-existent hater.

"Why do you treat me like this? If you don't like me, why give me hope? Why touch me? I hate you, I really hate you...!" ***

Carmen is typing she saw it I am crying help me" Luz immediately replied " WTF these jealous HOES" Luna types "what do I say to Carmen she gotta know its not true its been 3 years of working by her side virtually". Luz "don't think about the haters Carmen knows open her message and tell me what she says, I got your back forever girl I love you" Nervously , I click on the message from Carmen and it states " Luna Haters are always going to hate, do not worry on small things, I saw what was posted with MY NAME and picture attached, I handled it. As I get bigger with music more hate will follow, Sorry that happened to you I Love you"

I replied. “And why would they mess with us? Give me a deep reason,” she said, hands on her hips, eyebrow raised. I sighed at her persistence. “First, Apollo hates me—no doubt, HE HATES ME!! Second, Mico and Liam hate me too—THEY HATE ME!! That’s the reason, they freaking hate me!” I shouted. “Okay b*tch, I get it. Please calm down, and I swear I won’t give you anything else from those trash boys,” she said.

I hate myself right now. I hate everyone!

The laughter came and came until my sides were aching and tears of joy streamed down my face. "Thank you," I said in-between laughter. "I appreciate it." "Haters," The older woman shook her head. "They see a woman doing well and they want to drag her down. So disgusting." I burst out laughing. What will they say if I told them I knew the hater who was spreading all this shit about me? *****

> Now I’m not sure if walking away the first time was worse. > I think I hate how he’s changed. > I think I hate that I still notice. > I think I hate that I don’t hate him at all.

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

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?’