Most Hated Novels & Stories

"How can someone do this to their own child? All you people care about are curses and harming your children, so why let them live? An evil county like this deserves to burn." "As he said this, Nathaniel suddenly moved and his cold eyes were scarlet once again. He looked as if he had claws of his own, threatening to tear anything in front of him to pieces." "His endless hatred was like a tornado, showing no mercy to anyone that came in the way." Bettany felt as if her heart was about to stop beating. "She knew about Nathaniel's hatred for Nanny Zhang and poison, but this was still the fate of the Zhang family."

maybe finding something which she never find in my eyes not because she is the girl I hate the most but because of the mess I am in. I am not a good man, I never am. she is right I am a monster dressed in a good reputation. A monster who destroys her , every part of her that she is hiding , every part that she don't want to break. She doesn't know that I am planning to ruin her dad fully because if she gets to know that she is never looking at me the way she is looking at me right now. “ I think we should go,” I said ….

I said, rubbing my chin. I’m never going to let him take what’s mine, he never liked father, and father never liked him, always trying to be alone and spiteful, I hated that, besides he pushed me off a railing when we were little, I’m not going to let him have his cake and still eat it. I picked up my phone to dial a number “It’s time I did things my way” I muttered, dialing. “Hey hot stuff” I heard her call over the phone, I rolled my eyes, she’s only attracted to the wealthy, just the type I’m looking for.

In fact, after living in Gordoria for many years, my tastes had become much milder. The only reason I've always made spicy food was because he was from Honhor, and he enjoyed spicy food. A spread was served on the table shortly after. I could barely eat as even the greens were spicy. Meanwhile, Tiffany ate enthusiastically, citing that she did not want to waste food. I finally realized that the spread of food wasn't ordered based on my preferences. They were all for Tiffany. The cheating couple was actually showing off their love in front of me. I suppressed my anger, accidentally bending the cutleries in my hands.

—registered his mind that was seething in hate. After all, he was the boss. He was the one with the power and control. But Sara did not listen to him, of course, she was ignoring him like he was just something annoying. Austin turned red, and his jaw tightened from anger. He was seriously not a fan of being disregarded, and especially disregarded by someone he thought would crawl through the floor to please him. He felt a massive surge to put his dominance out there, to let Sara know who the real boss was and let her know that it was not her.

It was the biggest fashion design company in the country, with a reputation that stretched to the most remote parts of overseas countries. " I hate Andrian that b*stard for putting you in that position! I hate him for betraying you! I hate the Fox family together with their ancestors! Even after you disappeared from their lives, they won't leave you alone! How evil? Absolutely disgusting! Hateful! I will just create a pseudo account and expose them online. Let's see how far they can keep their name!"

I was so completely lost as I highlighted every single character I disliked and everything I hated. We walked with my sides turned to face him as he listened attentively to everything I had to say. “I definitely hate when someone tries to control me and asks about my whereabouts. It really Ticks me off and I wish to stick a hand up their face.” “Ohh really? I didn’t know I was going to become a topic too?” His voice stopped me in my tracks as I slowly but didn’t want to turn to that voice. Of course I was talking about him. I didn’t know how it happened but everything I hate could just be summed up in one name and it was Jaden.

“I have been in this hospital for more than 20 years, and I have seen foolish people like you go around flaunting their holier than thou attitude.” I quieted and she continued. “Nobody likes that, and do you know what happens to people that is hated by every other person? They get chew up and spat out like waste.” Yup, she was scarier than Theron, but I still don’t understand where the hate is coming from.

I hate crying. “I don’t like it,” I whisper. “I don’t like anyone near you. I don’t like anyone calling you theirs. Because every time they do… it feels like something is being stolen from me.” The words rush out now. Messy. Raw. “I know it’s stupid. I know we’re supposed to be ‘family.’ I know none of this makes sense. But I can’t stop it. I can’t stop wanting you. And I hate myself for it.” There.

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.