Hatred Eyes Novels & Stories

Dark Brown Eyes was approaching, but his eyes were on the bastard, with a smug smirk plastered on his face. 1,100,000. Another bid flashed on the screen and the asshole cursed and brushed his hand over his hair before he started pressing his tablet again. All the while, all the twin sisters hopes of being bought by Dark Brown Eyes flew out of the window. He had no tablet with him. He was not bidding. He might be the organizer. Or... Goddess, he might be Mia's mate.

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

'I want to see the pain in your eyes. Emily, confronted with the sheer hatred in his gaze, could feel the toxic words cutting through the air like shards of glass. It wasn't just about the physical exposure; it was an attempt to strip her of dignity, to inflict emotional harm. The intensity of his loathing reverberated, leaving an indelible mark on the atmosphere. When his eyes fell on her, he saw the uneasiness, the helplessness, and, most importantly, the pain. Yet he remained cold and indifferent and even if he does it 'll not make a slight difference.

shakily answered the woman; the sweat from her face dropped to the ground like raindrops. "The answer is really simple. It's because I despise the sight of them." The intensity of hatred that brewed in that woman's eyes was a sharp blade that could cut through steel. A flare of overwhelming power poured out of her, causing the room to vibrate and the glass to crack. The woman kneeling on the ground felt as if a hand was wrapped around her neck, squeezing the life from her before quickly vanishing.

But before the trance totally fades, I saw a young boy which is only about Hira’s age standing in one corner. But the terrifying thing to see is the intense anger and hatred in his eyes.

He slowly reached up and took off the sunglasses. I expected to see glazed, empty eyes. I expected to see a boy who had completely given up. But I was wrong. When he looked up at me, his eyes were red and tired, but they were burning with a fierce, violent hatred. He didn’t just dislike me; he wanted me dead. He looked at me with more fire than any of the soldiers I had faced in the last year. Interesting, I thought. Maybe there was something under the surface after all. “You’re late,” I said. My voice was low, meant only for him.

My eyelids felt too heavy for me to blink. I stared into nothingness, not knowing what to do. My eyes sting as tears roll down my cheeks, and with each passing second, I feel the hatred that I have for men increasing. I felt my eyes turning red, and I wanted nothing but bloodlust. I feel myself wanting to taste blood in my mouth. I knew for a fact that what I had done to the rogues was nothing compared to what they had done to the lady who just died. It hurt me to know that I would meet a scene like that on the first day that I left my old hut. I knew that the rogues were known to be malicious in their own way, but I didn't expect this to happen.

"I want to rip every one of their fucking eyes out of the socket and make them roll on the floor. She's mine alone... Mine to gape at... Not theirs." Tall, regal... her blue orbs peered into mine... I could read meanings already. Fear. Hatred. Yes, I want her to hate me. I want her to despise me... Just like I fucking do, and no matter what eyes she glared at me with... It's nothing compared to the pain, the scar in my chest... It's nothing fucking compared to the damage that has been done. I watch as her mind spins, the world crumbling beneath her. I can see it-the panic, the helplessness, the way she fights against it, fights against me.

Blood gushed from the corner of my forehead. "You are nothing but pathetic and i am very very glad your sister took her last breath and left this earth. She will no longer be here to instigate you against me! She is no longer an obstacle in your life and from now on i will put you on the right path. " He said with his eyes full of hatred. There was so much darkness in his soul. They always said the eyes are the windows to the soul and if I had possessed such zeal in me as much as the hatred I saw in his eyes, who knows what would have become of me.

He gulped down his emotions. "And you are talking about that mother's right" he snapped at me, his eyes were radiating rage. "That woman is not worthy of calling even a woman let alone a mother" there was so much disgust in his eyes. "That's why I just hate her and girls like her that just wear the fake mask of innocence and especially you. You know why?" I shook my head. "Because of your eyes. These big eyes attracted me to their trap. These big eyes were the ones who ruined my life. And your eyes are exactly like her. That's why I hate you"