Novel & Cerita Most Hated

People's definition of hate is when you feel intense or passionate dislike for someone, but the hatred I had for her, was in a whole different level. I hated her to the extend that if I was to be left alone with her in an empty room, I could even strangle her to death. I quickly spurned the thought from my mind. Because of that stupid girl, I wouldn't bring myself to make a big sin. I refused to disrespect the creator - the almighty God, all because of her.

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me, Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love “I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.” “Ohh darling. You are not in the wrong for hating me. I was to blame for that. I put my career above your well-being; even my marriage is in shambles because of it.”

His mom had made the mistake of asking him to go shopping for her wedding gown with her, he knew she had just wanted to bond them but riding in that limousine with her that day was one of the most treacherous day of his life, the scenes of how she hurt him kept playing in his mind, he had shut his eyes to block away her presence but then she had spoke to him, he had pretended not to hear her and then she had touched him, her touch had electrocuted him but she didn't know. Hatred burns deep in his heart and he had sworn that day to make her feel the pains she made him feel, to make her feel lonely like he had been. His hatred for her was ninety percent while his love was only ten percent, whe

he said smoothly, "even when it’s locked from the inside." He clicked his tongue. "I thought you were smart enough to know that, Ivy." My fists clenched. I hated how he said my name like it was a joke. I hated how my desperation amused him. I hated everything about him. With mocking ease, he added, "Calling someone who answers to me… to betray me? That was bold. Stupid, but bold." "I hate you," I muttered, my voice trembling. He adjusted his cufflink, gaze cool. "Save your hate and your energy for tomorrow."

“Six years. He doesn’t let a lot of people in, but once you get to know him, he isn’t as bad as he looks.” I thought he looked pretty great, but I was pretty sure Dennis wasn’t talking about his appearance. He surely possessed a wealth of information on the man who was my husband, but it didn’t feel right to pepper him with questions, so I chickened out. After a few days, I had accepted that I would have to personally experience the ultimate joy of learning about my husband who hated sharing any kind of personal information willingly unless you hounded him about it for quite a while. One thing I’d learned was that he hated when I asked and answered questions on my own as if speaking for him.

Xander said, looking at her affectionately. Ariadne smiled joyfully. They were so caught up in their conversation that they didn't notice the fuming Crystal, who was watching them from the couch. She abruptly stood up and dashed to the garden, where her mother was seated. She ran up to Emma and hugged her. "I hate her." she declared, gritting her teeth. "Who, dear?" Emma was puzzled by her action. "Aria..." she looked at her mother. "I like Xander, Mom. He's so smart, handsome, and rich... I want him. I can't tolerate him with her." Crystal's words revealed her intense hatred for Ariadne.

And then it hits me. I hate them. Every last person in this room. As a matter of fact, I don’t think I’ve ever hated anyone more than I hate Finn, Lydia, and my mother right now. “Shut up!” I say, cutting Finn off midspeech. They all stop and turn.

“He’ll throw her out before the Blood Moon. Maybe sooner, if she keeps annoying him with her fragile little pride.” They all laughed. Quiet, cruel laughter. My heart dropped. Not sharply… Not loudly… Just enough that I felt something inside tilt. Zara continued, voice dripping with victory. “The council already hates her. Half the pack thinks she’s a joke. Larry knows she’s dead weight. And after last night…” she paused, smiling slyly “…I’m sure he’s remembering what real strength feels like.” I closed my eyes. The breath that left me wasn’t a gasp, wasn’t a cry…

And for the hate, it was simple– I hated Tristan. Although my hate for Larisa was greater, Tristan wasn’t far from being another Larisa to me– “Talking about that bitch. She has had enough peace, don’t you think? It’s time we pay her another visit.” Inara snarled into my mind, fueling the hatred in my heart.

of humans in a negative light, knowing that he would be having one of such humans as his students and she suddenly wanted to punch him in the face and everywhere else. “Most of you hate humans because you have been taught from birth to despise them but what do you think is the real reason behind why humans are so hated by our kind? Can anyone help us?” he asked the class but no one rose their hand up. They all just stared at him waiting for him to answer the question himself. “I am not even surprised but I will give you the benefit of hearing details about why humans are hated and should remain hated to this day. You must never waver or believe that they are harmless. They are greedy, diabol