How To Hate Novels & Stories

The most stupid thing I've ever heard. "You are so funny. Oh my god. I haven't laughed like that in years. Go ahead ruin him but don't forget to call me to cheer. I don't care that you know about his other business or what you could do. Do whatever you want ruin me for all I care, just don't show me your face cause I hate it. Wait do you want to show me the consequences as well. Go ahead show and leave." I say with a smile. "You have mental problems I am sure about that. Consequences? What the fuck is that suppose to mean? Why do you hate me so much? Not that I care I am just curious." He asks.

He was hoping that one day he will see them again and forgive him to what happen. New never forgets the day he got separated from his twin brother, he was hoping that soon they will see each other again. The past makes a scar on his face and the people who adopted him doesn't have enough money for surgery and he endures the pain and hatred thrown to him. He was grateful that the family who took him in, loves him like their own grandchild. But they passed away after he graduated from college. Now he was going to other country to have a surgery for free, in exchange for his help to the elder lady who passed out the street.

Hatred bubbled in my guts. All I had to do was make him disappear.

That’s good for me. I don’t mean that in any noble sense, I mean it in calculus. People who hate are predictable. Hate simplifies motive; it sharpens action and dulls strategy. Where professionals plan three moves ahead, furious amateurs charge blind. They mistake heat for planning; they mistake impulse for courage. Cassandra’s hatred makes her an asset if I can steer it.

[I hate you] END.

This must stop, whatever is going on between us is very wrong. "Believe to her, then. No one stopping you, in fact, that's what I wanted," I said. He looked confused now. "What? Aliyah, what are you talking about?" I looked him in his eyes. "I want you to hate me, I want you to be mad at me. I want to be bad in your eyes, I don't want you looking at me with love and kindness. I want you to look at me with hatred and disgust. Do you understand me, Henry? Hate me please, just hate me. Walk away from me from now on," I said then turned my back to him.

I pursued my lips again, gritting those words out like an unbreakable vows, " I hate you.. that you smile..at another man...but hates..me....Yes..I fucking hate you..Now..I will do something that...you will hate me the most... Since...I can't..be..the man..you love..I want to be..the man that...you hate..the most...I will.. take.. Ryan away... from you.. until... you are..at my mercy... begging.."

I hate myself right now. I hate everyone!

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 you have to say about all this?" F

People's definition of hate is when you feel intense or passionate dislike for someone, but the hatred I had for her, was in a whole different level. I hated her to the extend that if I was to be left alone with her in an empty room, I could even strangle her to death. I quickly spurned the thought from my mind. Because of that stupid girl, I wouldn't bring myself to make a big sin. I refused to disrespect the creator - the almighty God, all because of her.