Hatred Mga Nobela at Kwento

The sound of his voice is full of hatred. Hatred toward me.

Hating him right now. -----------------

Her eyes burned, not with fear, not with pain, but with something far more dangerous. Hatred.

I had allowed myself, in the very private parts of myself I do not show anyone, to feel something that resembled hope. Luna Jane. I do not want to, but it finds me in the quiet of this cave, and I cannot always chase it back out. That was not rumor, not gossip; that was something I witnessed with my own eyes more than once: the specific, bone-deep hatred of a woman who had been trapped too long beside someone who does not see her. She hated Alpha Darius in a way that was quiet and total, with nowhere to go. No, hating someone and killing them are not the same country; they are not even the same continent. I know what it is to hate someone you are also afraid o

And somewhere in that awful silence, with my cheek wet against the floor and my body emptied out by rage, one thought stayed alive longer than all the others. Hatred. Pure, clean, lucid hatred. For Sarah, the devil called my sister.

The lust and warmth in his eyes completely vanished and began to spread anger and hatred again in his eyes when he heard her hateful words, "Please don't touch me.. I felt as someone is burning my body with fire sticks when you touch me.. I hate your touch.. I just hate you.. I even hate standing in your shady place.. You are so disgusting and cruel.. I hate you raghavan.." The rage in her mind made her to pour out everything.. That moment she did not think a bit about the consequences that she would face because of it.. This is the common denominator among all humans. Everyone would strive to contain their love, hatred, rage, a

What he felt for them all that moment was hate and one thing about when he hated was the fact changed his entire make-up and how he would see them from henceforth, hate made him reckless till gradually it suffocated every bit of emotions he had for them. He never let himself hate for that reason because once he did he didn't know how to control it. But right now, he could say he hated something. He hated the Eastern Colony and the fact they were trying to make him feel like a fool. Hatred fucking burned deep inside his heart and he could feel every bit of it,it felt like he was getting punched in the guts, and being stabbed over and over again. "What do yo

"You, you are the one who sent me on this retarded mission, the one who waded for in here fucktard to drag m -- liar cockroach! If you never gave me this rubbish assignment none of this fuckin', would have fucking happened. His eyes blazing with anger. "Liar Cockroach? you called me Cockroach, you are the one who hugged me like that small insect going to kill you and now You're just trying to shift the blame," he growled. "You're always so careless, so thoughtless. You never think about how your actions might affect others."

I hate her! [Aurora did nothing wrong, stop hating] [Aurora is such a bitch!]

But Felix yelled at me the moment he saw the bruises on my skin, which were caused by a coagulation disorder. “You witch! Are you really that desperate for men?! “You cheated on me thinking that I was going blind! Now, after losing sight in one of your eyes, you come running back to me?! You’re staying by my side forever to pay for what you did!” I could not tell them that I was their donor. It was simply because I did not want my husband and daughter to feel guilt for their entire lives. However, I did not expect that keeping this a secret would make them hate me and hurt me so wantonly.