Novel & Cerita Need You To Hate Me Book

I asked. “Yes,” he replied. There was no pity in his voice, no sorry. Just the hard truth. I looked away at the dirty floor, the shadows. “ I hate them,” I said. “Lucien, Mealis, the elders, the pack, I hate all of them” I shouted, my voice vibrating throughout the room. “Good” I looked back at him. “Hate keeps you alive, when everything is gone, you need to use it” he said. The heat in my chest moved again, like it agreed to what he said, like It wanted out.

“L-let me go.” He smirked down at me, eyes piercing into mine like he could read my thoughts. “The reason you hate me is not because of the things you mention, Chloe. The reason you hate me is because… you want me. So fucking bad. Do you think I don't see the raw lust and desire in your eyes, which you always try to hide whenever you glare at me? I'm not blind, Chloe. Now, tell me. Tell me just how much you want me... and how much you want to be ruined.”

he smirked. "You want me to fall in love with you? You are so stupid for my liking. Did you think I will even look at or fuck with your shadow?" "Wait! What is love? There's nothing like love. I might have said I love Brielle, but the truth is that... I don't love her. I like her; we grew up together. She knows a lot about me. I watched her suffer along with my mom for being a woman. I need her back because of my daughter, and I want to get her back because of Alan. Alan always wants everything I have, and I hate giving it to him. I can't even love someone; I only like. But when it comes to you, I hate you with passion. I hate you; my veins, brain, and all of my senses hate you. You make my

"Why do you hate me so much?" "You really want to know why I hate you?" I demanded, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. "I hate you because you know me. I hate you because you’ve seen me at my absolute lowest. I hate you because you hold the secrets I am trying so desperately to bury. I hate you because I'm terrified you're going to expose me. And I hate you because you are so frickin' handsome! Why does someone like you have to know someone like me?"

he replied, sounding almost dismissive. My jaw clenched, feeling a surge of anger and disappointment. "You disgust me, Brian. Truly. For all the hurt you’ve caused—deliberate or not—know that it will haunt you. Every decision you make, every regret you ignore, will eventually catch up with you. Mark my words, Brian," I told him, voice low but firm, filled with an unshakeable resolve.

Her nails scraped against my chest, not to push me away but to hold herself up as her lips pressed together and more tears trickled down her cheeks. “I hate you,” she choked out, her voice breaking around each word and I felt something inside me shatter beyond repair, “I hate you…. I hate how much I need you. I hate it. I hate everything!” “I HATE YOU!”

"I'm so hot, I feel like I could die." "You don't know what you're asking of me." I mutter. "yes, yes I do." She whimpered. "I'm asking you to help me, help me ease the ache between my legs, I beg you. I know you hate me and all but do you really hate me enough to watch me suffer like thi even when you know you can help." "I don't hate you Jazz." I whispered, but she didn't seem to believe me. My eyes were hooded now and the image if her being so nerdy and desperate for me had all my senses clouded

Azalea chuckled at her cuteness and ran his hands across her soft skin. “We didn't know how to love you and hate you at the same time so we thought the best option was to leave” Alicia said with her head lowered in shame. Azalea pulled her closer to him so that she was cuddled up beside him on the other side. He kissed both their foreheads and said, “I'm sorry for putting you both in such a position, it was how I felt with you girls when we first met, I wanted you and didn't at the same time. I guess it was truly our fate, to hate and to love”

The fear, the hatred, the unwanted pull toward him it all collided inside my chest until I felt like I would shatter into a thousand pieces. "You want the truth?" I whispered fiercely, my voice trembling with everything I'd held back for weeks. "I hate you. I hate what you are. But every time you walk into a room, I feel it. This… sickness. This desperate need to see what's underneath all that ice. You're broken, Salvatore. Just like me. And instead of letting me go, you're dragging me down with you because you can't stand being alone in the dark anymore." Silence.

-I understand you, but do you understand me? -I don't want to understand you. I don't want to trust someone like you. -Someone like me, how? -I know that hotels and transportation companies are not your only businesses. -Darling, it's like I was the one following you. -You need to know everything about enemies. -It's a shame you're not capable of hating me. -Oh, really!? Why do you say that? -Because I'm too sexy to be hated, he says with a devilish grin.