Need You To Hate Me Book Novels & Stories

"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

Hello! Thank you very much for reading the story till the end. If you want me to write book two of "Love me, Hate me!" in which Cedric has turned into a devil and Alexander receives the blessing of the moon goddess to defeat Cedric and Vanessa being revived, please leave a comment and I will write book two if the majority wants me to.😊😊 Also, if you have questions you can leave a comment and I'll answer them right away. If you want to communicate with me, I'll gladly do so, just let me know.😉 BYE~ MV😁

Don't worry, I will bring you back to Ocean City and let you meet Gissel. "A glint flashed across Anaya's eyes as she continued writing, ""Are you going to the Equatorial Hotel?"" Yes. "If you do me a favor, I will tell you where Walter and Nathaniel are." Mango frowned as she saw what Anaya wrote to her. Do you have a grudge against the Equatorial Hotel? "Of course, she noticed how Anaya's eyes were filled with hatred. " "Anaya did not hide it and wrote, ""I hate them to my very core, and I swore to take revenge on them. I want Emberly to know what it's like to die."""

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

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.

Hated all of it because I wanted him to be mine. I freeze, unable to believe Chloe can be such a hateful person. The hatred pratically bleeds through the ink, I can almost feel it rising from the pages. I swallow and force myself to keep reading. [When my plans kept failing over and over again, I realized nothing would ever work as long as Sierra was in the picture. If I wanted Noah to myself, I had to make sure he gave up on her and what better way to do that than making him hate her?] My heart begins to pound violently.

I cannot let the moments of kindness erase the years of neglect. I need the hate to be stronger than the love, I write, pressing the pen so hard it tears the paper. Because hate is the only thing that will keep me alive in this house.

Christian is talking with Chana near my locker I walked to my locker and opened it "Oh the pathetic girl is looking for attention." Chana said and I just rolled my eyes "Christian, we're still going to watch movie right?" She asked with a high pitch voice "Yeah." Christian said and I just shrugged not caring even my heart wanting to punch Chana in the face and just smacked her nose. I walked pass them with the book in my hand complete hurt inside. Yes yes I'm hurt, I know I can hide it too well.