Hatred Novels & Stories

Things were different now. The anger and hatred seething in my heart were relentless, consuming every corner of my being like a fire that refused to die down. It wasn’t just a fleeting emotion; it was a storm brewing within me, dark and unyielding, pushing aside any remnants of the person I used to be. Each thought of her and what had transpired stoked the flames further, feeding a bitterness that felt as if it had been etched into my very soul. It was an unbearable heaviness, pressing against my chest, making it hard to breathe. The hate wasn’t just directed outward—it was a reflection of the betrayal, the humiliation, and the helplessness I had endured.

When my real parents found me and I discovered that I was a legitimate heir all along who should’ve been living a privileged life, I hated Micah for stealing the wealth and glory that should've been mine. "Then, I learned you took Nancy's wealth and privilege too. I couldn't help but see you as being just like Micah. I felt an instinctive hatred toward you. It was as if despising you was the only thing that would make me feel like everything was finally right in the world. "A real heir should be with another real heir, so I moved in with Nancy. Beyond that, it was also because Nancy was my first love, the one I could never have. She left me for Micah all those

“Admit it.” She shook her head, tears blurring her vision, a silent battle raging within her. “No,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, “I hate you.” He smiled, a slow, predatory curve of his lips. “Good. Hate is a powerful emotion, *cara*. It keeps you alive. It keeps you sharp. And it makes this all the more… interesting.”

A man so close to Vladimir must share more than loyalty, perhaps even friendship. "So, you show me respect only because of your closeness to the Alpha?" I pressed. Craig’s gaze remained firm on the road. "No. I lived through the invasion, as did everyone else. The Risemoon pack wounded us deeply. The sight of you still stirs that wound. My blood does boil in your presence, yes, but yours boils just as fiercely when you see us. Old scars, fresh scars. They are no different. To hurl hatred would only reflect what I don’t wish to see mirrored back. Respect, at least, is fair."

Silence. My voice sounds small. But the words are huge. Too huge. They fill the whole room. He doesn’t move. Don't blink. “...What?” “You heard me.” “Nico” “No, listen,” I cut in. “I’m tired of pretending. I’m tired of acting like it’s normal to see someone else touch you like that. It makes me sick. It makes me angry. It makes me” My voice breaks. I hate that. I hate crying.

There was really no reason to fire your cook". Martins said. "Oh please Martins, spare me the sermon, I don't think I can deal with that cook. She disgusts me!" Harry said. "Is this about the drink she mistakenly spilled on you or that she disgusts you. what exactly? your troubles don't make any sense to me and you are beginning to nag like a woman!, Martin's stated . He tells him about his attitude towards his workers, and minds him of using harmful and painful words or actions towards them. "You can never tell who would be of help to you tomorrow and this attitude of yours can never attract good but only succeeds in promoting hatred and evil plans towards ge

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…!!"

"It's just I was like you at some point. In business school, then after the breakup, Aiden and I were done, and I swore I would want nothing to do with him. I hated him, and you seem to think you do as well." She stopped at that, doubling down in more laughter. "I don't think, I do." "No. You see, your hatred comes with doubt. It's not direct. It's just as fierce, but it's just as false." "You're incorrect. There's nothing invalid about it." Her smirk was back. "I may be wrong. Why the hate? If you don't mind me asking." "He hurt someone I care about." "Aiden? Hurt someone? He does a lot of stupid things, but to hurt someone? Maybe I missed out."

Even though he had passed the test, XD vowed to keep an eye on Flynn so that he can be ready for anything. Flynn looked at the heartless guy laughing at his demise. He felt sorrowful as someone else was laughing at his demise and problems. Tears stung at his eyes but as a man, he refused to let them drop. He turned to the side and decided to ignore the big bimbo. Xander sighed as he saw firsthand XD’s cold nature. Sometimes, he wondered if the guy was even human. His reactions were very detached and unfeeling. “Oh…he is quite serious.” XD said to Xander who rolled his eyes. Sometimes his best friend could be a pain in the ass.

'' ''I demonstrate the horror and shadows of the dark. ''I am a witch that doesn't believe in karma and I won't start now, old man.'' Marline fired back at Hundzai with all firmness. ''Just wait and see Marline. '' ''Good guys go to heaven but the bad guys go everywhere. They have fun.'' Marline said as she moved towards Hundzai with a sinister smile. ''I will send you to the place of nothingness where you belong.'' With that she plunged her claws into his eyes and strangled Hundzai's neck till it broke.