I Swear I Still Hate Him Novels & Stories

"I'm such a fool for him." I smirked. "You are a fool, but for me, I can't look at him with the same eyes I did before. I think I hate him now," I said sarcastically. "You don't hate him, Ivory," Meggay said, so I looked at her. "I hate him." She sighed. "You don't hate him, and you never will." "You're just acting like you hate him because it's easier than admitting that you miss him," she smirked.

The dim light from the window caught the edges of his sharp jawline, throwing shadows across his perfectly sculpted face. His lips curved, not into a smile but something that said he knew exactly what he was doing to her. God, she hated him. And hated even more that a part of her still burned. “Where are you gonna throw me this time around?.” She asked him in a low menacing voice. She was scared of him, but she was not going to make it obvious. “I don't answer to your kind.” He brushed her question aside. Ariel scoffed in disbelief. “You hate humans but you have a cocky lawyer as your best friend.”

Internally delighted, he said to her, "Tell him I'll be taking on classes if he treats you right. Of which he better, or I'll grill his ass." He traced her swollen lips with his thumb, fighting the urge to plunge on them again. "I've wanted a ton of harm to you, I can't deny that, but never have I wanted you to not exist. It's been a tough time hating you. The toughest time even. It's crazy how despite all that I still can't help loving y..." He paused. "I still can't help loving to hate you so dam' much. I know I hurt you by stealing your first kiss. The hurt is the only part I apologize for, but not for the kiss, because while I stole your first," his blue orbs still glued on her lips. "Yo

I wanted to hug him and laugh about him playing another prank on my but it would be in my dreams. "After all we are Step siblings that hate each other" I sniffed "If you like don't come back I don't fucking care!!" Well that came out rough because I have not used 'f' words before, not I haven't really used it but I am not a fan of it. That's it, I said the truth about how I feel now, I fucking hate him and he is nothing but an annoying step brother I hate with passion not the boy I hate to love.

"I hate to say this, but actually, I hate you." I watched the color drain from his face. He went pale, his eyes widening as if I’d just punched him in the gut for real this time. The pain that flashed across his features was so sharp it almost made me take the words back instantly. "I hate that you have so much effect on me," I continued quickly, reaching out to catch his hands in mine. "The fact that I still love you even when I hate you is remarkable. It’s infuriating, actually. I wanted to stay away. I wanted to believe I could make a life that didn't involve the Iron Claw or the constant weight of the past. But what can I say?"

The joke is on me big time. I want to hate him. I really want to but now I realize I can't. No matter how hard I try, I just can't. How can I when the mere mention of his name makes me wet and helpless with the need for him!? When the thought of him makes me weak with warmth, and tenderness, and... Love. I just love the bastard. I'm incapable of hating him. 'I love you, Thor Reginald Quinn!' I shout in my mind. 'Since hating you is not working then I give up trying to hate you, you bastard! Satisfied!?'

Am I going crazy to even be considering the possibility? "I know you think it's crazy, I mean I think it's fucking crazy, but consider how I've been feeling all this while keeping this all to myself and dealing with his hatred and out-of-this-world mood swing..." My gaze snapped to Dawn's. "Hatred?... He hates you" "Yes, he does. I think I remind him of a woman who stabbed him, probably to kill him in the past, however long that has been... "

I trailed off, pressing my lips together. “Part of you still cares,” she finished gently. I closed my eyes. “I hate him,” I said, the words hollow. “I hate him more than ever.”

But I was stunned for a moment. I saw the tattoo on the side of his thigh. My name was written on it. And under my name there is a heart. Written on the heart. 'My Girl'. My eyes watered. "Kier…" "I love you, Fatima. I have always loved you. But I used to think that you couldn't love me because you hate me so much. I'm sorry." "Who wouldn't be angry with you? You insult me ​​every day for being obese."

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''