Novel & Cerita Most Hated Naruto Characters

He is evil. I kept on repeating this. My tears were still flowing and my sight is getting blurry. I started to feel hatred darted to Uno. He was there and he did not even dare to do anything. He also watched while his father is burning my brother alive. Did he just allowed all of those to happen? If that is the case, I can now realize why I loved Kyro in the past. Uno is heartless and worthless like the Kong Alpha. I do not think that I can look at him the same way after this.

Rose roared like a wild animal targeted by the hunter, "Beat it to death. Whoever dares to stop me, I will kick those people out of D.Ruck." In Hana's mind, strong people have the right to be arrogant. Because they have a reason to do it, and those who always hide behind others to use themselves as a springboard to improve their value are rubbish. Alone Hana faced the three people in front of her with a cold attitude with no fear. The haunting of being dropped by Hana into a volcano is still imprinted in Georac and Nopaae's minds. "Hit fast," Hana growled. "After you're done hitting, you must get down on your knees, apologize, and eat all the food that fell on the floor."

“Why? Is anything wrong with the way I dress? I can dress myself up just fine.” “Oh, no, I never said you couldn’t dress yourself. I only said I wanna dress you up for it, because I don’t want to go to a party with Hermione Granger from Harry Potter. If I want that to happen, then I’ll let you go with me like this.” She said, referring to my favourite movie character. “Hey!” I argued, “There is absolutely nothing wrong with Hermione, she is smart, intelligent, hot, fucking pretty and a very brilliant lady!” I added, defending my favourite character while Nicole only rolled her eyes.

It is said that in these two moves under the face of Sasuke are rivals. Naruto, the son of the fourth generation of Nolan Magic Academy, the body has all the energy of the king of the demonic beasts Nine Tails, whenever he is emotional or life-threatening, he will unleash part of the energy of the Nine Tails. And these forces are the fourth generation of all their own power to force the seal in Naruto body, so Naruto does not have the dominant right to this energy. Sometimes he even went crazy and hurt people.

Every time I close my eyes to sleep, the image of how my parents were slaughtered in front of my eyes by humans kept on creeping into my head. And yet, I still allowed one of the humans to be in my pack, that's why at times, when Nara talks about Mila leaving the pack house or being killed I don't really blame her, you know...I can't blame her at all. The fact that the descendant of the people who murdered her parents in cold blood is still alive and even here in our pack is enough to bring more hatred. I won't deny the fact that I hate Mila, yes I really hate her. But with everything that is happening, I just feel so tired and weak to even do anything.

he says, voice stern, "That's my role, I'm the suicidal one here. I won't kill you, the world needs a villain to hate and it's currently you. You are important." "You're so fucking stupid," I laugh against myself, but I nuzzle against his chest. So warm and comfy, "I'm jealous of her. Of Nukea. You wish I was like her." "No fucking way. I love her for what she is, in the role I put her in: my stupid, naive, little sister. She pisses me off even more than you sometimes," he says, finally saying something bad about her. That's all I wanted, "I would hate if you were like her, we wouldn't survive a day together. I'd be too annoyed and frustrated with you. I also don't like gingers."

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“I still have to deal with this gold-digging whore—” Her voice cracked, tears filling her eyes—but the moment he said that, a smirk flickered across her lips. Very pathetic. She hated humiliation but enjoyed it when someone else was being humiliated. With one last glare at me, she turned and stormed out. “Theo!” Luciano’s voice cracked through the room like a whip. All the heat in the air shifted at once. I looked up and saw him standing at the top of the staircase, jaw tight, eyes sharp. From the look on his face, he’d definitely heard enough.

No, it couldn’t be. I turned, heart in my throat, and got a better look at the man who had fired the gun. Tall. Powerful. Cold. My blood chilled. Alpha Vladimir. The ruthless leader of the Mancini Pack. The nightmare parents used to frighten their pups. He looked at me with disgust, as though I were something filthy clinging to the bottom of his boot. My knees gave out, and I dropped to the ground. "Please," I begged, voice trembling. "Don’t hurt us. We’ve done nothing."

Hate is a strong word. And I reserve the use of it for very select individuals. For example, I HATE Brant Jones. I hate him with the fire of a thousand suns. Well, a new name has been added to my hate list. Ryōta Shiraishi has taken the second slot on my list. And he is uncomfortably close to tying Brant as the worst person I’ve ever had the displeasure of meeting. I’d have laid that old man out if I hadn’t wanted to get in trouble at the hospital. He’d get a room of his own.