How To Hate Novels & Stories

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

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…!!"

Because their only satisfaction comes when someone suffers while love sacrifices, Hatred consumes everything and everyone. “I thought that people could change! That they had good hearts and they were sweet and I was the one doing it all wrong.” I remembered Seven-year-old Danielle who did not understand why her mother would Lock her in her room and not feed her for days, then I remember how I would analyze fourteen-year-old Danielle and try to make sense of why this woman was investing so much in someone she hated so much.

I was not angry but a feeling that I could easily refer to as hatred filled me up just before I could feel nothing anymore. That was the trigger, the hate. Like anybody would in an instance of pain, say a very hot object lands on one's skin, hate consumes one's entire thought process, leaving room for no other thought or emotion. I became immediately unable to think of anything but Riana Park and not in a good way.

Not when all she feels for me is hate. She fucking hates me. I’ve seen it in her eyes, the way her gaze turns cold whenever she notices me lurking in the background. But hate... Hate is such a strong emotion, isn’t it? Stronger than love, sometimes. If I can twist it, bend it to my will, turn that hatred into something else... something darker, something that keeps her tied to me, even if it’s through pain or fear...

I shouldn't be crying. I should pull all the hatred in me because...hatred and anger is the best weapon for someone who's hurt than crying in the corner feeling the pain that the people you loved inflicted within you. I won't be broken hearted. I won't cry. I won't even ask him if he has feelings for me. The only thing that I would do...is to hate him. Because that is where I am good at.

Angeline sighed. “To be honest with you, I hate her more than you do. From the first time she hurt me, the hatred I had for her had been buried deep within me. Every time she hurt me, the seed of hatred that I had planted in me was watered and fertilized, making my hatred grow stronger and stronger. “Ultimately, all the hatred in me grew into a gigantic tree, seeping into every fiber and flesh of my being. To unearth such hatred is the same as crushing my body into pieces. How agonizing would that be?”

‘‘Because, he hates me too much, he hates me more than the devil himself, his hate for me is so fierce that I think it can ignite a wild forest fire,’’ I breathed. ‘‘Exactly, that is very off, look here, if I really hated you, hated you to the moon and back, and never wanted to see you do anything, whether good or bad, I would take my precious time, attention and energy, to show you how much I hate you, I would use it on the people I love, if I really hated you , I wouldn’t care to remind you about it everyday or follow you around to prove it to you, unless, unless I mean,’’ she added.

He too stared at the wallet. I immediately closed the violet and put it in my purse and quietly looked outside the door. "You can laugh if you want, otherwise when you are with me either you behave like a dead person or you scream, cry or keep hitting me nothing else, well I can feel that you hate me so much! Huh? but baby I'm fucking enjoy it! Hatred makes me happy, gives me satisfaction. Which I can not Express in those words. I feel so happy when people hate me, cursing me it gaves new energy in my body.

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.