Love The Way You Hate Me Like A Storm Novels & Stories

As if the words would somehow change, like they were in the wrong font and just needed to be refreshed. But they didn’t and they stayed exactly the same. He was going to reject me. I mean… I knew it. Somewhere deep down, I always knew. But knowing it and reading it in a text message during a rainstorm like a cheap N*****x tragedy was something else. “I hate me,” I whispered, the words tasting like metal on my tongue. “I hate me. I hate me. I hate—” The sky opened up with a roar and the rain fell harder, like it was punishing me for existing. And maybe it should.

Listen--" "You're just like them! You people have no heart! I have seen it-- I worked and worked and worked! I'm left with no other hobby but sing and that isn't a hobby anymore either! I sing not because I want to but because I have to-- That's not how it works! I can't write happy songs anymore! You know why-- Because I'm not happy! Millions of people love me, huh! It won't take long for them to hate me after this.

He was my best friend. Sure I was mad and I feel like I still am. But hate him? I guess not? "Though, I doubt you have the heart to ever hate me even just a percent," He said with a grin. "Well, sorry to burst your thick little bubble but I do hate you a hundred percent sure!" "Why are you letting me hug you right now then?" I rolled my eyes and scooted closer to him. I used my arms as a barrier between our chest. "It's comfortable so shut up!"

"Look, am sorry alright? Even though we are no longer together. I still can't help but get this way and I don't know if that's good or bad but that's the fucking truth. Maybe you can say, I still care about you?" I scoff at his lame excuse, "You don't care about anyone else except your own selfish self Jaden and you know it. You only pretend to care when it suit you but in actual reality, you more than hate people like me. We disgust you but you just can't summon enough courage to say it out loud but you actually hate gay people like me" At my words, I saw something flash in his eyes as I let go of him and took a step back before he quickly grab hold of my cheeks with both his hands and pul

"You see that woman happens to have but one son, I am the only child of my mother and we've been very close from day one. She loves checking up on me and that's all! I really think you should stop making these assumptions in your head because mother really likes you alot and I'm sure that she is transferring all the love she has for me to you . If you keep on behaving this way you would only end up being in an enimity with her and I'm sure you wouldn't want that. You know mother is a very soft and kind-hearted woman, but at the same time if she happens to hate you, you would really regret it. So I think whatever thing going through your head you should try and keep it calm , learn to love th

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."

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.”

“You never had me in the first place.” He stepped closer. “That’s where you’re wrong.” Evelyn’s breath caught as he stopped just in front of her. The fire painted him in gold and shadow, his eyes dark with everything unspoken between them. “You may not be her,” he said softly, “but you carry her heart. And whether you believe it or not, it beats for me.” She swallowed hard, anger and something dangerously tender rising inside her. “That’s not love, Alexander. That’s obsession.”

He looked like a thundercloud about to burst, his anger and frustration simmering just below the surface. Sara, still oblivious to Austin's intense gaze, laughed and danced with Christopher and Madison, enjoying herself immensely. But Austin's eyes never left her, his anger and resentment growing with every passing moment. ***

“Hatred is too small a word for what I feel for your daughter. She took more than my sister that day. Death would not give justice for her crime.” ​ “I’ll break her until she’s lost every shred of hope, until she’s lifeless, like Raina.” Kabir snarled, his bloodshot eyes falling on Ziniya, now turning blue. ​ “But,” as if a switch flipped, his expression changed into a smirk. ​