Just Say You Hate Me Novels & Stories

She tried brushing her hair but gave up halfway. Her phone beeped. This time it wasn’t anonymous, it was a message from Zara: Zara: “Don’t take it personally, people were gonna find out sooner or later.” Sasha: “Find out what?” Zara: “That you’re a liar, a cheat, and a fake friend.” Sasha threw the phone onto her bed. Her stomach twisted with a mix of shame and anger. She could handle strangers talking trash, but Zara? Her best friend? Now leading the rumors?

"The man who loves to hate me." And his hatred has become my fixation, a twisted allure I'm powerless to resist.

I thought I was going to have a heart attack. Of course, our first meeting wasn't exactly pleasant. He looked at me with intense hatred, and it shook me to my core. I guess I deserved that. I wasn't the type who gave up on anything, so this isn't going to be anything different. I'll spend the rest of my life making up to him if I have to. Don't worry, Corey, I haven't given up on you yet. I will win you back no matter what. You just watch me.

He is a fucking asshole and a self centered person! “It is time to go home!” I said with a tired voice. Missing my bed already!

“I just have to take out the command link. Their leader. After that, the rest falls apart.” “And where is this leader?” He hesitated. “New York.” Her breath caught. “You’re going back?” He met her gaze. “We’re going back.” She shook her head. “No. I’m done running into your wars.” “This isn’t just mine anymore,” he said, his tone cutting. “They made you part of it when they brought you back.” “I didn’t ask for that!” “And I didn’t ask to love you!” The words tore out of him before he could stop them. The air froze.

I stopped in front of him. The papers trembled in my hands. My voice came out broken. “Did you sign this?” His jaw tightened slightly. Not a denial. Not an explanation. Just silence. That was enough. Something inside me snapped. I lifted the papers and smacked them against his chest. The sound echoed faintly. “I hate you,” I said. My voice didn’t shake this time. It was cold. “I hate you for this.” For a moment, the entire room held its breath.

"I hate this guy" "You mean you love him" my conscience said To be continued,likes comment and click the love symbol to add to your library

She let out a jagged breath, "do you honestly hate me so much even though you don't know me?" She wasn't going to like my honest answer but it was the truth that couldn't be changed. Grinding my teeth, I answered, "Yes, I hate you that much. Every time I look at you, I remember who you are and it makes me hate you even more. But, if you want truth and honesty then you won't give a fuck about that. Keep your eyes on the prize, Quinn."

“But deep down, you know the truth.” “I do hate you.”

He growled, his voice low, vibrating with controlled fury. My heart drops, and the words hit harder than expected. What’s with his mood swings? One second, he’s saving me, and the next one he turns into a malicious judgey monster. “Are you seriously judging me?” I shot back. How dare he? “Oh, I’m sure you have a lot to say, You know nothing about love, Mr. Ice Man, you think I didn't see you, always bringing different girls to the house, disturbing the house with your sexual escapades, you know nothing of love, so don’t you dare judge me” My hand flew to my mouth, I can't believe I just said that.