Hatred Eyes Novels & Stories

His eyes were cold and dark as sharp as knife, I felt a bit of killing intent hit me and at the same time a burst of hatred filled my heart. But that didn't stop the inexplicable Attraction I felt. I looked up to meet his eyes staring deep at me, I looked at him feeling Hatred and Attraction but now I am lost in his eyes

I looked into his eyes, the very eyes that reveled in our suffering, the very same pair that witnessed everything. I saw light blue eyes that looked at me with love. I saw deep blue eyes that looked at me with hope. I saw deep brown eyes that looked at me with joy, lose their light. I saw gorgeous brown eyes tinged with golden orange that looked at me with pure adoration. And as I closed my eyes, I saw black eyes reflecting flickering yellows - the eyes of a stranger, burning with fury, a twisted smirk on his face at the thought of my death, his action fueled by unquenchable hatred. I opened my eyes to see my reflection in his eyes, and what stared back at me wasn’t the person I was, but tha

“I hope the earth splits under your feet and swallows you whole. I hope you feel what my mother once felt. But I'm not you. I won't stoop so low to do the same things you used to do." Her eyes met mine, and in them, I saw something I had never seen directed at me so nakedly: hatred. Pure, undiluted hatred, but threaded with sorrow. There was no fear softening it, no cowardice hiding behind it. Just grief that had warped into hatred and that hatred sharpened into a weapon.

I drew closer and noticed that he was as white as snow. His Spartan shoulders stood out. It convey mighty strength and pride. His thin lips kept moving as he chewed slowly. He was truly the definition of beauty. No wonder women fought to have him. Their struggle was not for a ugly being. By the way, no one was ugly. Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. When our gaze met, I was disappointed with his eyes. They were as red as strawberries. He did not look happy. The coldness I felt from his touch yesterday made me wonder who he was.

But he picked it up again and cradled it against his chest like a precious object. Felix knelt on the floor and wept before he wailed in a hoarse voice. “Liana, I’m sorry. Won’t you see me one more time? “You can hit me and yell at me all you want. Just please, don’t leave me… “I miss you so much, Honey. “Mandy and I are your legacy in this world now.” He dug his right eye out and ignored the blood pouring out of the socket. “Liana, I don’t want your eye anymore. Come back, please.”

When he came at me again, I sprayed the pepper spray directly into his eyes. “You bitch!” he screamed, his voice distorted with pain. He brought his hands to his eyes, which instantly turned red and teary. He kept yelling, cursing. “Damn it, this burns! I’m going to kill you, Lauren!” The threat in his voice was palpable, and the hatred in his now-burning eyes was terrifying.

h heart kept on bleeding from the inside, I hated that crazy shit and reality so madly, but still that was nothing compared to the ten times hatred I felt for the fucking bitch. Bringing our eyes into an eye lock, she saw through me like linen, but still that didn't stop the bitch from acting her fucking drama. "Tell me, is this not what you want. Just say to my face that you never loved that fucking whole, tell me baby" Her voice yelling out in the air, I watch as her eyes shook as she tries moving closer...yet again. Her movement unstable and terrifying, I hated her gestures even more. "Just tell me baby...that..that...that I did the right thing"

And the worst thing is, that I can see the hate , it is clearly visible in her galaxy eyes how much she hates me for what I have done. The frustration in her voice shacked my entire being and I completely shut my mouth. Not findings any excuse to defeat my wrong doings.... I slowly stapped away from her . She seems to look confused or maybe waiting for my reply but I did not had anything to say. I looked away from her , turned my back on her as I no longer could see the hatred on those hazel eyes... it's tearing me apart and cutting me all over just to witness hate in her eyes for me.....

Her eyes went behind him and saw the bunch of flowers kept on the table, and a cake along with some chocolates boxes. Her eyes pulled back to him in hope of finding the sort of emotion that makes her feel better always. Love, she was hoping to see love in his eyes for her like she usually sees in his eyes. Nevertheless, blinded by a thread of misunderstanding and lack of trust masked the love enough to only display the loathing and disgust in his eyes for her. What she saw in his eyes was not love..not even a bit of it….., it was pain, betrayal and a lot of hate. The kind of hate that she is afraid of, The kind of Hate that could burn her alive, The kind of hate that she can’t face, The kin

He rolled his eyes. "Ugh-- I have this really important report to submit in a day to Marissa.” She started explaining slowly. She was so furious with me today and now I have lost the file. Oh, my God, she is going to kill me the instant I showed her my face.” She whined irritatingly. “HEY!” He raised his voice and grabbed her both hands to prevent her from hitting herself anymore. Her eyes had become glossy. He felt his heart racing in his chest. He looked into her eyes and then his gaze moved down to her lips. They were pink and soft.