I Hate Harrys Novels & Stories

“Can I tell you something I haven’t told anyone?” Brayden straightened. “Of course. Anything.” Harper cleared her throat. she hasn’t spoken to anyone about this before. Perhaps out of fear or the fact that it could be disappointing. For Damon, for the Red Blood pack, for the Virgo and even to herself. “I… I don’t like fighting. Actually, I’m terrified of war. I hate the thought of people killing each other for some petty price or a piece of land. I don’t get it. That’s why even during Anthony’s initiation rites, I don’t look that much. I stayed behind Damon’s shoulder. I cannot do it.”

"Look, there's your true love. She's here for you." Ivory threw herself at Harold. "I've searched for you for ages, Harry. What are you doing here? Come back with me! I'm the one who's always loved you. Isn't the feeling mutual? Didn't you tell me I was the most important person in your life?" Harold shoved her away, ignoring her confession. "It's all your fault that Minerva has the wrong idea about me. Don't touch me!" Ivory was in disbelief as she fell to the ground. Then, she glared daggers at me. "You're a bitch, Minerva! You're the one who's behind this, aren't you? Why else would Harry treat me like this?"

"Well, we're maybe the same in that sense," said Harriet. "But when it comes to what we choose and decide, we're really different, aren't we, Mother?" Harriet chuckled, while Helena furrowed her brows. “The fact that you tortured the people around me and used nonsensical specific methods to educate me still makes me and Heath hate you. You're still a horrible person, and you're still making the wrong decisions," said Harriet. “The fact that you can see what's wrong with what I did shows our differences. I didn't create a monster!” snapped Helena sharply.

I just clenched my knuckles and walked out to the coffee shop, while smoke was blowing everywhere. “Damn idiot, liar, arrogant, imbecile, conceited, stupid, narcissistic piece of shit, how I hate him!” I shouted while pouring the coffee into a plastic cup. “So you must hate him a lot?” Harry tells me, surprising me out of nowhere. “Dr. Steward, I didn't see you coming!” I said, scared and somewhat embarrassed, I didn't want him to think that he had a toilet mouth. “Who are you talking about, me? Do you hate me that much?”He asks me, teasing me.

Picking up his bag, wallet and keys, he said, "Okay babe, get your laptop and let's get going." When they got to the parking lot of Harvey Snacks Diner, Andrew asked, "So do you hate Harry for all the things he's done to you?" "No I don't, we both can't deny the fact that he was a good friend, though he was probably just pretending. As children of God we're not supposed to hate anyone, no matter what they do. I'd like to get a chance to confront him instead and find out exactly why he got me involved in his quest for revenge. What do you think?"

After that, he turns on his heels and walks away, with the boys flanking either side of him. Once they're no longer in sight, the girls and I groan out in annoyance. "I hate boys.” Lilah says in a gruff tone. "I hate boys too.” Bubbles says. "I hate boys.” Denise says. "I hate boys.” Sandra adds. I sigh. "I hate boys." I say in an exhausted tone, and we all collapse on the couch. It's funny how I had an inkling that something like this would happen. Harry is one of the most immature people I've ever set my eyes on, and he'd do anything to keep close with me.

I’m sure the two were having a brawl right then, but I didn’t care. Neither did I turn back or stop. I went to the classroom to find Harper, to say something to her about last night and about what happened just now. “Did Reagan bully you again?” I heard Quinn, her best friend, ask in an angry tone. “I don’t care about her,” I heard Harper’s voice. “The one I hate is Jace Carter. He’s just the worst.” I listened to her say it with so much spite in her voice. Slowly, I turned away from the door and rested my back against the wall.

“What did I do to make you hate me so much? Are you trying to squeeze out my last bit of worth?” Harry didn’t expect me to express my stance so resolutely. He stood up and looked at me, his eyes filled with overwhelming hatred. At that moment, we seemed more like enemies than lovers. “I kindly helped you ask for Emily’s forgiveness, but you, Hailey, never listen! Since that’s the case, don’t blame me for taking things to the extreme!” After saying that, Harry turned and left. Before he left, he threw all the food he had brought into the trash.

, Grace said . " But I'm so sorry mom, I cannot do that . I am not in good terms with him. Harry is not a good guy and he isn't worth all the stress", Akin said as he works out of the table. Grace gets confused and Doris trys to calm her down.

Then, quietly, she said, “Before I do that, tell me something.” Sarah blinked. “Why do you hate me so much?” Hermione’s voice was calm and genuinely curious. “What did I ever do to you? I never understood your dislike towards me.” Sarah’s eyes went wide. “Do I need a reason?” She laughed, incredulous. “Watching you squirm brings me joy. Hemrione Windsor, the former darling of society. The girl everyone loved.” Her face twisted. “You’ve overshadowed everyone for too long. Isn’t it time you took a break? Seeing your face alone sends me into rage. Just… disappear.”