My Love My Hatred Novel By Jasmine Novels & Stories

" Her question was stammered out. "I despise her to the utmost!" Once more, Jasmine yelled out. "Why...why?? Piper has the kindest spirit of all... a kind and gentle spirit...... "This is precisely why I despise her!! Because of this, I despise her. Because you have feelings for her, a greater amount than I do! I despise her due to the fact that the man I adore is also infatuated with her!!!! I despise every single thing regarding her!!!!!!!! I've been pretending to be her friend, but I just can't do that anymore!!! I'm sorry!" Jasmine yelled, and Flora responded by landing a punch in her mouth, which bled profusely the moment it was opened.

Jasmine was about to say something, but Lisanna quickly took out a large amount of money. As soon as Jasmine saw this amount of money, her eyes lit up, like she was hypnotized by the money, she stared at the huge amount of money in Lisanna's hand with a hungry look. She was afraid that she will quickly steal that money and leave. When Lisanna saw Jasmine's attitude towards money, Lisanna understood that what Jasmine loved was only money, not Lisanna, her daughter. This thought appeared in Lisanna's head and made her feel ridiculous. She was truly an unfortunate person when her two mothers did not love her even a little bit. Lisanna no longer has any hope in Jasmine, she once thought that Jas

An artist who came up with the suggestion to make a bracelet with human bones could not be sane. She immediately tried to escape, but he wouldn't let go of her hair. Struggling, she yelled, "Peter, let go of me!" "Let go of you?" He placed a hand near his ear, a gesture that indicated he did not take her words seriously. He broke into a fit of laughter. "Cecilia, do you know how much I hate Evan Lane? Three years ago, I killed his beloved Corinne. Now that he's fallen in love with you, I shall take you away from him too. Evan Lane will always be a plaything for me. I could drive him crazy if I want!"

____________________ ~ 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

Tears streamed down her cheeks. He didn't stop. When she saw him push into her—still wearing the same condom he'd used on Nadine—something inside her snapped. "Nolan, I hate you!" He froze. Then he bit down on her lip—hard—until blood spilled. In the pale moonlight, mouth stained red, he leaned in and sneered. "You don't get to say that."

"I'm telling you this for the last time: don't let hatred blind you. Your father is the only one who knows the whole truth about what happened back then. You should ask him." With that, Nico stepped back to give him space. Draven slammed his foot on the gas, and the car shot forward. But Nico's words echoed in his mind. He asked himself if Jasmine had been at the party... and knew, with brutal honesty, that he couldn't have been so cruel. The answer had always been there, but he'd been so blinded by hatred that he refused to see it. The love he had for Jasmine felt like a betrayal of his mother. He couldn't allow himself to love her.

Zara didn’t make it far, just a few steps away from where she had stood with Hudson when she found Jasmine, leaning against a statue staring at her with an unreadable expression on her face. “You know you shouldn’t be doing that,” she said. Zara turned, schooling her expression, “Shouldn’t be doing what?” she asked, keeping her tone soft, her eyes staring at the woman who was just as horrible as the people in her life. “Our men, they are possessive lovers, they would spend no time to kill any man if they think you are…” “What are you talking about?” she hissed, her heart hammering in her chest. Jasmine smirked, “I am talking about Hudson, the man that you were just talking to… You know when

I wiped them away with the back of my hand and insisted, "I bet you're just acting! You loved me until the end of the book!" “The end of the book?” His brows furrowed. Oops. I slipped. “I mean… the end of life’s book!” I covered quickly. Julian’s hand shot out, gripping my throat. His eyes blazed with rage. “You’re bold, girl. Don’t you know I’m sick of you? You’ve tormented me over and over. I don’t want to drown in this insane longing anymore. Besides… Nadira has always been the most genuine.” “Let go first!” I gasped.

Hate and jealousy is visible to her eyes that made Jasmine wonder. What did the nice and quiet Madison do to make her hated? This time, Jasmine pretended to hate Madison. She clenched the picture with a disgusted expression that shocked Clarisse. Jasmine thought that she needed to befriend the lady in front of her. In her mind, she thought that the enemy of an enemy is a friend. All she have to do to befriend Clarisse was to share the same person to hate. Act like they understood each other and that they share the same hatred to the same person.

Jasmine trooped slowly into the room and began smiling widly even when she screamed so loud, it was curled in a kind of depressed voice because her mouth was tied tightly with a black cloth. 'Why are you shooting, you can't be heard? Jasmine walked up to her, and smiled a mad smile, removing the cloth from her mouth and pressuring his lips tightly to hers till she kept nodding her head to express disapproval. She had never felt so humiliated and irritated not until this moment. She moved back slightly, dragging her backwards legs. She gasped for breath and it ran suddenly. 'What have I done to you? 'Love had caused you this harm, you're obstinate!