Hatred In Your Heart Novels & Stories

Matvei. Love is something I have never desired—never wanted to feel, not after I lost my brother. That part of me died with him. But hatred? Hatred is different. Hatred is alive. It breathes inside me, sharp and restless. It fuels me so fucking much that I can’t help myself when this monster of a father tries to lay a hand on someone I care about. The tension in the room was suffocating, thick enough to choke on. It curled in the air like smoke, laced with the one thing I thrive on—fear.

“Cold Alphas are more dangerous than angry ones.” I just nodded. I didn’t trust myself to speak. The truth was, under all the hurt and rage, I had figured something out. Not that I wanted to admit it, but I knew it was true... hatred would eat me alive faster than just giving in ever could. Hatred had already chewed up Ethan and spat him out. It made me say things I shouldn’t have, ask questions I wasn’t supposed to. My hatred for him burned hot, sure, but it always burned me first.

"Don't confuse cruelty with hatred. I don’t hate you. I don't hate anyone. Only those who can love can truly hate, and love is one of the many things I lost long ago." He spread my legs open and mounted on top of me, his eyes boring into mine with unbridled malice. "I know it's hard for you to understand, but in this world, some creatures just want to hurt others for no reason at all. And that's exactly what I’m going to do - hurt you very, very badly. But I have to warn you, sweetheart, don’t make a sound. If you do, it’ll turn me on, and fucking a low-bred ugly girl like you is the last thing I want to do in this world.”

Then it was gone, replaced by the coldness she knew too well. “You shouldn’t look at me like that,” he rasped, his voice hoarse and broken. “I’m not dead yet.” Lucy’s lips parted, but no words came. The sound of his voice, low, ruined, cut through her chest like glass. She wanted to look away, but she couldn’t. Because in that moment, she realized: this was what hatred did. It didn’t just destroy others. It consumed the one who carried it. She swallowed hard, the taste of tears thick in her throat.

Something that looked almost like vulnerability, the crack in a warrior's armor that revealed the person beneath. "I feel it," he said, and his voice came out rough, scraped raw by an emotion that had no name in the language of combat he had learned. "The hatred. It is not directed at us. It is directed at everything. At the room. At the Academy. At the world that made this possible and then pretended it did not happen."

Because this—this place, this house, the moment was not right at all, in any way. Laura. Her chest tightened again, because she loved Laura, she really did, but currently, the thought of seeing her made something ugly twist inside her. It was jealously, resentment and something darker, she didn’t know what to name it. And she hated herself for feeling this way, but at the same time, she couldn’t help it. ‘I shouldn’t be feeling like this…’ she whispered under her breath, wiping her tears quickly, almost aggressively. But they didn’t stop and it wouldn’t stop. Every minute, their footsteps kept on getting closer, closer and louder.

Half of my face beamed brightly in the stained photo. After he stared at the photo for a while, he tried to rub off the stain while crying, but he could not remove it. In the end, he grabbed his hair and cried hysterically. "I was a blind piece of shit. I was wrong. Corinne, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." His heartbreaking wails conveyed despair. I tried to tell him it wasn't his fault at all. I just wanted him to take good care of my mom and protect her from Cecilia and Peter. After my dad's early death, Mom was my only family in this world.

' He switched off the lamp and lay back. 'I feel so lame for hoping for something' Vivian thought. She turned her back towards him and he turned towards her. She could hear his breath on her neck and feel his heartbeat on her back. 'Kirito's heart,' She thought as she closed her eyes 'It beats for someone else, I know that. I know that I should not do this but, I can't listen to my heart. And my heart hates me' - To be continued

he said pulling back putting space between us. " oh and who might that be?" I asked his gaze became hard his golden eyes taking on a shade of red." Don't use your v.a.n.g.u.a.r.d techniques on me raven" he warns." and besides you already know who that is". I sighed " can't you let even one person who's wronged you live" he glanced at me his eyes returning to there natural colour. " I've given you plenty of chances he glanced at me," you used to be one of us but now" he turns away in disgust after looking at me" now your working for them you left me but i understand why you did im not the heartless bastard you think i am"He says.

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me, Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love “I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.” “Ohh darling. You are not in the wrong for hating me. I was to blame for that. I put my career above your well-being; even my marriage is in shambles because of it.”