Novel & Cerita Need You To Hate Me Book

Chapter 15 (Sophia's POV) Common enemy. I'd said it plainly in the back of Dax's car and Xander had confirmed it without hesitation. Those two words had quietly dismantled something I'd been holding onto for fifteen years. The clean simplicity of my hatred. It was considerably harder to hate a man who was handing you evidence against the person who'd actually destroyed your family. I was finding that out the inconvenient way. Izzy was waiting in my office at eight-fifteen with coffee, croissants and the expression of someone who had opinions she'd been saving up overnight.

He asked, Thea riveted her gaze towards the window and didn't want to answer. "Answer me, Thea!." He yelled loudly. "Do you hate me?." "You are in no position to ask me such a question Ethan, concerning how our relationship started, you should know how I feel towards you and it's definitely not love." Thea blurted out harshly. Ethan watched her face which remained stoic and expressionless. ‘She was indeed a heartless woman.’ He thought, but it was difficult for him to accept that the woman he loved doesn't love him in return.

Because it doesn’t matter now. I am sorry for being selfish . I’m sorry for letting you down and leaving you. You have every right to hate me for leaving you when I know you need me the most. But I never regret marrying Amaan. He is my soul, my everything, without whom I won’t be alive.

But everything was back to as it was. I was not only guilty for forgetting about what he did to my mate and my pack, but also for being so uncannily attracted to him. I was disgusted with myself for getting that close to him and wanting to get even closer. Just disgusting. My heart wavered at his voice. I felt at ease and safe. But it was wrong to connect those emotions with him. The only emotion I wanted to connect to him was hatred. “I hate you for so many things that I can’t dare put them out just to make an endless book out of it. I had hated no one as much as I hate you and will hate no one more passionately than you.”

There are two things I love in life. One, Fridays, Two, Trading insults with Clumsy Nancy. Her name’s actually Nancy Gilbert, but I don’t even care. Nancy, she’s sarcastic, prickly and looks at me irritatingly like I’m the gum stuck to her shoe. But I find her interesting, to an extent. I love how she hates me, and I love how she knows that I love how she hates me. But I hate how audacious she is, how she tells me to shut up to my face. No sugarcoating, no fake smiles. This morning, she wore a coat that made her look like the dwarf from Game of Thrones. I don’t just get this girl. Sometimes, she's pretty dull; other times, she’s like the ‘terror’ in the popular line from GOT, ‘For the night

"Even if you hate me, you don't need to get someone to humiliate me." "Humiliate? Why would I? I didn't, Liv."

People began to talk amongst each other and it was quite amusing seeing how everyday early turned towards me for a response. "We have hung out a few times, we are working on being friends that's all." I responded leaving no room for arguments. "So you don't hate him nor anyone in his family?" Another question was thrown. "I do not. Not even Mrs King. It's unhealthy and tiring to harbor hate." I responded. "Why is the book then titled the Clapback?" The same person questioned and I chuckled weakly.

"I hate that you have this power over me." “But I want you, I need you. Fuck I need only you.” . ....... To be contyinued

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The heavy darkness of the spells in the air were weighing down upon me as I fought against the four wolves that were shackling me in silver, and the power of the enchantress. "I hate you, Theon!" I screamed, staring at the man who was half sitting, half lying propped on one elbow, one hand trying to stem the blood that was flowing out of him faster than normal. I hated this, these sparks, this attraction, and above all, his betrayal. I knew what I needed to do. Despite the heaviness and the pain that was slowly spreading through my body, I glared at the man with all the hatred that I felt for him and took a deep, shuddering breath.