Hatred Eyes Novels & Stories

I hated crying in front of him, hated looking weak, but I couldn’t stop it. Zade didn’t say anything. He just stood there, staring at me calmly, and then, before I could protest, he closed the distance between us and pulled me into his arms. "Let me go." I mumbled, weakly hitting his chest with my fists, but he didn’t let go. I hit him again, harder this time, but he didn’t flinch, "I hate you for keeping this from me!" I cried, my fists pounding against his chest with more force, but my strength was waning, "I hate you!"

0 “You’ll look at me when I stand before you, do you understand?” I yell and I notice his hands are balled into fists as he slowly turns his head and opens his eyes. The clarity in them, the intensity in the way the color stares back at me makes me uncomfortable. His jaw is clenched tight and he’s looking at me like he knows who I am, and there is pure hatred in his eyes. It’s like he’s boring a hole right through me; I find it unsettling. 0

His gaze didn't soften at all,the anger,the insanity still stayed. His lips were fucking swollen,breaths came out forcefully,his gaze traveled painstakingly slow from her lips to her nose,before reaching her eyes. Her eyes…. Bloodshot,blood spilled on her pretty lips as her eyes turned drowsy. She'd lose too much blood already. But the bright fire of hatred was still in those eyes. “There! It wasn't so difficult to make you shed tears. You need to look at yourself now, you're so fucking hot…” he cocked his head to the side a bit.

“When hate outweighs love, and your will is strong enough, the Moon Goddess will give you the right to choose.” “I hate him,” I’d spat, my teeth clenched. “I hate him with every fiber of my being.” Once I’d repaid Scott for saving my life in our past life, all I had left for him was pure hatred. Every time I remembered how Scott humiliated me, his cold stare, his cutting words—“If you really want to please me, just disappear from my world”—I felt a sharp sting. Now I had a new life, in this small town in the Pacific Northwest, always shrouded in fog.

Only then did she finally see his eyes. They were a deep bloody blue beneath the pale moonlight, beautiful and haunting all at once. Tears of blood streamed endlessly from those navy eyes while they looked at her with unbearable sorrow. Yet beneath that sorrow was something else. Hatred. A hatred so intense that Jane could instinctively tell it was directed toward her. She couldn't understand why. Everything about him felt contradictory. He embraced her like a loving father and yet looked at her with the eyes of someone who wanted her gone from this world. The next second, the man's body suddenly lurched forward.

She tried to look away from his eyes but he held her chin. "I hate you. You know?" Alpha Lake whispered close to her face, his voice was laced with hatred and managed to drip sex appeal at the same time. "I hate you, too," Audrey replied. She made to step back from him but he hooked an arm around her waist and dragged her plush to himself. "Uh!" It was meant to be a painful grunt from the impact of her face landing on his hard chest, but it was more like a purr, Audrey was not expecting the sudden skinship and she felt Avery go ballistic.

This charming imperfection added a subtle allure, drawing attention to the elegant curve of her upper lip. But it was her eyes that truly mesmerized those lucky enough to gaze into them. Her eyes were, unsurprisingly, the color of hazelnuts—rich, warm, and flecked with hints of gold, like hidden treasures waiting to be discovered but this time they were filled with tears and they were glistening that even the moon cannot outshine them. They were expressive windows to her soul, exuding a blend of depth and vulnerability. Long, dark lashes framed those beguiling orbs, they casted enchanting shadows because they are flickered with emotion, sadness. Jonathan then understood why Michael married h

The light from outside fell in a body lying on the sand floor, the sun shone in her eyes and she blocked the bright rays from her eyes, she had stayed in the dark for a while now and the light was blinding. "How are you my dear niece, it's so nice to see you again," Luna said playfully as she sat on a small stone inside the cave. Maya just looked at her without uttering a single word, her eyes were filled with hatred that if eyes could kill, Maya could have murdered her seconds ago.

said Arjun calmly making Siddharth more furious at his taunts. Mishty found it wise to leave the place in silence when Siddharth and Arjun started their eye war again. After all, she has only 15 minutes left to reach for her interview. Siddharth and Arjun didn't bother to fight with Mishty more as they were already stressed out with this encounter. Siddharth gets back to his car followed by Arjun. Both leave the place not before murdering them with glares once again. The more they try to show their anger through their eyes, the more the pain inside pops out overpowering the anger. That's the sole reason they turned colder to hide their emotions deep inside where no one could find them.

It was eerie; everyone was breathing just lightly, ready to see if the others showed signs of stopping. Sara watched him with her eyes. They were close together, and his eyes were intense. The air was thick with the suffocating suspense, and that space between them was thick, lived. She fought the panic in her voice as her heart hammered so hard it felt the strain of her attempting to keep it calm. She wanted to tell him what he didn't want to see, her eyes, but knew that she had pushed too far. The tone was dark, and his voice was low and cruel, "You…think? … I’m arrogant… dogface… idiot… stone everyone wants to kick… selfish"