Most Hated Novels & Stories

Time passed by, it was now in the early days of December, in year 2000. A lot had happened, a lot had changed and Chloé's flaming hatred for Lucinda had also changed; It had actually gotten worse, leaving in Chloé's bone marrow the bitter taste of sighting Lucinda, especially, when Lucinda happened to be with Jack. The discriminations, hatred and other inhumane acts displayed by Chloé against Lucinda, was hell itself. It's now certain to Lucinda that Chloé has a passionate hatred against her, reason for so much a dislike, still remains a mystery to Lucinda.

____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh I'm doin' time It's a real fight But its all right Sometimes I just hate to love you~ Her voice rang in my ear and brought me back from the La La land of my thoughts as she completed the song. I know she is looking at me. I can feel her glare on me.... Her voice held pain, anger, hatred all directed at me..... I looked up when our professor said, "woah that was intense! You so beautifully spoke your emotions with the lyrics! And you

I just hated the fact that I was being threatened. "What happens if she keeps badgering us? I don't wanna see her even if she fails to get together with you. She's a damn eyesore!" I complained. Lianna was the one person I hated the most in the whole wide world.

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you, Amaya! Just leave my brother alone! Don't hurt him! Fuck yourself!!" "I hate you more than you hate me! Because you killed my love's family, you critically injured my friends! And you are fucking unreasonable right now for being so obsessed over my husband! You are never meant for each other! You're siblings! Hugo will never like you! Not when you are like this! You are a selfish bitch!!!"

“You really hated me.” I turned around, looking at Cas while shaking my head. “You got on my nerves and pissed me off a bunch of times, but I never hated you. Maybe I disliked you, but hating is too strong. My dad used to tell me not to use the word hate with people because it implied you wanted them dead.” “And you don’t want me dead?” Cas joked. “No. But I looked it up online, and he was exaggerating a bit. Hating someone means to feel extreme hostility, though.”

"You took it all and came back strong. You didn't back down, didn't run away. Cora, you're the strongest person I know." I feel extremely uncomfortable by the praise, and so happy that he finally thanked me for saving his life and apologizing for treating me so terribly. That's all I've ever wanted. "Why...why did you do it?" I hesitantly asked. "Why do you hate me?" "I don't hate you," he's quick to say. "I mean, I thought I hated you. But my anger was misplaced. I was angry at my father for..." His voice trails off. "It doesn't matter. No explanation I give can excuse the way I treated you. No one should be treated that way. Bullying is wrong, always. It doesn't matter what issues I'm goin

“I hate the way you drive my car.” “I hate it when you stare.” “I hate your big, dumb combat boots.” “And the way you read my mind.” “I hate you so much; it makes me sick.” “It even makes me rhyme.” “I hate it; I hate the way you’re always right.” “I hate it when you lie.” “I hate it when you make me laugh,” “Even worse, when you make me cry.” “I hate it when you’re not around,” “And that you didn’t call.” “But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.”

Ibhaan’s Head: Despise; is a very strong emotion. And I don’t like to use it often. It just feels negative and I don’t appreciate much negativity. My feelings of despise have exclusive exposure. My disposal is limited to three things in the world. The list is topped by serpents, to say the least. I absolutely despise carbs and lastly and the most—I hate Duong and a specifically admired restaurant that goes by the name Tiffany.

Why would she rather frame me than admit she was wrong? Lucas hates me. A seven year old boy who should still be innocent, who shouldn't understand love and hate yet. But he's already learned to hate. He's already learned to call me ugly, fat, unworthy of being his stepmother. Who taught him? Who planted that hatred in a little kid's heart? Irene hates me. Sebastian's perfect ex wife. Beautiful, slim, rich, classy. What is she afraid of? I'm no threat to her. I'm just an ordinary woman who happens to be close to her ex husband, but she still hates me.

After all these years, I am finally going to meet them. The people I hate from the depth of my heart. People, whom I consider the worst scum of the world. Even upon hearing their name the disgust took over me as my whole being was filled with detest for them. I don't think I have hated anyone to that extent. Meeting him just spoils my mood but I have to. Filled with countless meaningless questions, I couldn’t help but to let the sensation of resentment rush in my veins, they sold me for money.