I Hate Harry's Novels & Stories

There are two things I love in life. One, Fridays, Two, Trading insults with Clumsy Nancy. Her name’s actually Nancy Gilbert, but I don’t even care. Nancy, she’s sarcastic, prickly and looks at me irritatingly like I’m the gum stuck to her shoe. But I find her interesting, to an extent. I love how she hates me, and I love how she knows that I love how she hates me. But I hate how audacious she is, how she tells me to shut up to my face. No sugarcoating, no fake smiles. This morning, she wore a coat that made her look like the dwarf from Game of Thrones. I don’t just get this girl. Sometimes, she's pretty dull; other times, she’s like the ‘terror’ in the popular line from GOT, ‘For the night

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

But if he were to find his mate tonight, I couldn't help but pity the poor woman. I don't care if I sound so bitter, but a man like Alpha Duncan doesn't deserve a mate, rumors has it that he murdered his own parents at the age of ten and that was how he took over his father's pack, he's known to be cruel and heartless and due to his cruelty, that's why I hate him so much. “I just hope he doesn't find his mate, that'll be more like a curse to anyone mated to him." "Selena." Alpha David tapped my arm, jolting me out of my thoughts.

What the fuck happened to that? “B-but –!” he spluttered, “We match!” “No, you don't. You two looked like you're going to a fucking funeral with all that black like it was some inside joke and it's not even funny!” Harry complained, tossing a dark blue hoodie his way, “Wear this instead and look like Jack Frost!” He grunted, “Why do I have to look like Jack Frost?” “Well, duh!” Harry stuck his tongue out, “Because he’s hot!”

"I asked them to turn around. No one saw you." "I've seen it." Stacy stared at him with resentment. He put his hands around her and held her in his arms. "I can see it as long as I see it." "Get out of my way." Stacy pushed him. Harry didn't let her go. Instead, he hugged her tighter and tighter, and even teased her. "I like your blushing face." "Why does this person hate me so much?" "Mom and Dad, what are you doing?" The two children on the bed suddenly stopped playing and looked at Harry and Stacy at the same time.

"Of course, I don't. For God's sake Harry. She has a boyfriend. And as far as I know, she's my nemesis." Harry only gave me a strange look, taking a long swing of his beer. I silently wondered what was going through his head. After a long time, he said. "There's always a thin line between love and hate. You may not know it, but you may have got the two things mixed." Before I could return his words with a witty comeback or snort at his words, he had already risen from his seat and back to assist, Henry his bartender with making the drinks. There's always a thin line between love and hate.

"Harry, has it occurred to you that maybe it's because you're ugly?" This time, Harry was in disbelief. Him? Ugly? He responded, "Hector, if you don't need your eyes anymore, please donate them to someone who does. Look at me. I'm dashing and charming!"

I felt anger rise in my heart because he was entirely wrong, but because the word lover boy doesn't sit well with me. “Okay, let's do some surveys on your love life, shall we?” He asked and I rolled my eyes at him, “Don Harry, I do not have a love life” Why the hell is he so worked up about this nonsense love of a thing? “Okay” he shrugged, “But my questions are just simple. You can escape it if you want. It will only prove to me that, indeed, you're a lover boy”. “Fine! Ask your question!” Because Harry was a pest beside me, none of the suits happened to be catching my attention

"He is so bad...." mom gripped my hand assuring me me to speak up. "He...is so bad mom! He broke my heart so badly! I have never hurt anyone then why would he do that to me! I love him so much!! Why mom why???" I asked as I lowered myself and sat on washroom floor. Mom slid beside me and looked at me with pain and concern shining in her eyes. "He doesn't deserve your love, my cupcakes . You are so precious that he will regret it." Mom said and I shook my head.....