Hatred Quotes Novels & Stories

she continued her sarcastic, disgusted remarks. "Do you hate me that much that you can not believe any of the words I say to you? You hate me that much?" Bella's lips twisted in hatred and loathing, "Hate is just a very small word in front of what I feel for you. In fact, you know what? I don't even feel hate because to hate you, I will have to feel for you which I had given up on years ago. So now you are nothing to me. Not even someone I would hate."

I whined because I was so embarrassed while he laughed at me. "Hate pollutes the mind." He quoted again and I whimpered. "Next time, pay attention!" He stated, giving me a look. "If we’re quoting Shakespeare, I want to add one." I scoffed crossing my arms on my chest. He motioned his hand to tell me to go on. "Hell is empty and all the devils are here." I spat angrily but it only amused him more and clapped for me as if saying ‘bravo.’ "I hate you... go to hell!" I scowled and grabbed my bag to leave the room. When I was at the door he spoke again.

“Sheryl, dear, don’t do this, you’ll hurt yourself!” “Shut up!” Sheryl shouted at her mother. Her eyes were red as she glared at her. “I don’t care if I got hurt! Who cares if I got hurt?! That pain is inferior with hatred I currently feel! Don’t you get it? I hate them- I hate them! I hate them all!” “I understand, but calm down-“

Looking for who to leech on to milk dry. I snap. That's it! 'You're a fucking piece of shit, you bloody bastard! I don't know who hurt you but driving your hate against every woman you come across ain't going to cut it. You're a disgrace to every man, straight and gay alike. I hope you rot in hell and while at it, never dare text this number again!'

“Let go of me! You aren’t? You bastard! Son of a bitch! Stop manhandling me! I swear I will kill you if you let go of this instant! You fucking asshole! Do you want to die that badly!? Oh my god! I hate you badly! Let me see how make me accept you after doing this! You shithead! Go die at a ditch! I would be happier at that, heck! Everyone would be happy. No one needs you to be alive, you beast! Monster! Crazy bastard! You’re sick in the head! No one likes you! You must think you are all that with your power! But you’re nothing! Goddamn it! Just stop being such a stalker! Just die if you can’t live without me!”

My words hung heavy in the air, a warning wrapped in a promise that seemed to amplify the tension in the clearing. But Maya remained silent, her gaze fixed on me with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine. Her eyes bore into mine, holding a mixture of fear and something else—a burning hatred that caught me off guard. And then she spoke, her words dripping with venom, "I hate you so much." I couldn't help but chuckle, the sound low and menacing. Her hatred was a bittersweet reminder of the tangled web of emotions between us. The corners of my lips curled into an evil smirk, a silent acknowledgment of the complex power struggle that had become our reality.

Hatred is one of those emotions that arises when a person loaths you. You despise that person to the point that even the most insignificant actions on their part infuriate you. That person is my father. I abhor him. I am appalled by his brazenness and how he interacts with others. Simply say, I despise him. A part of me wants to love him so badly that I often think about the times in the past when we had a healthy relationship. Still, those happy days never seem to come to my mind anymore because of how cruel he is.

the girl immediately felt a couple of slaps on each cheek delivered by the man with an open hand, which were so powerful that she lost her balance and fell face first to the ground, her body shaking and an intense pain began to feel in her spine. "Don't talk to me like that! You know very well why I despise you; you were the one who threw your mother down the stairs, you're nothing but a murderer and that's why I hate you," she shouted with contempt. Hate is not healthy; it hurts the hater more than the hated. Eric Jerome Dickey.

You can't see her expression because she's looking down but her taunting smiles are nowhere to be seen. Black - Like me who unable to understand why you do not want to take revenge, you also could not understand me. You denied me, I will also deny you. Lost the title, lose the name, lose the memory, then only this hatred itself I will not lose. Such being the case, I, so long as I have this hatred is sufficed. You want to protect this country and I want to destroy it, then we shall arrive in hell to be burn in stakes together.

Never Again 🌷 “Hate is a terrible thing. It's a wasteful, stupid emotion. You can hate someone with all your heart, but it'll never do them a bit of harm. The only person it hurts is you. You can spend your days hating, letting it eat away at you, and the person you hate will go on living just the same. So, what's the point?” ~•~ •E V E L Y N•