Passionate Hate Novels & Stories

It was common knowledge who her father was a corrupt politician that dug his own grave by working for minataur. Raven's pov I saw red at Seth's words.white hot blinding rage that consumed every fiber of my being. My eyes a blood chilling red. That was a low blow talking about my family was always the one way to set me off. Luke warned me about letting my emotions getting the best of me. " you must be cool and detached not letting your enemies getting you to react' don't fear those that boast but fear the calm the calm don't need to boast because the calm already knows what there going to do".

May be she thinks they are dead. My family is my biggest nightmare. Which person can think about such things. But I do. Because of my experiences in my past. It made me a wall of hatred. A person who can't persuade anything rather than avenging, revenge and hatred. But right now I want to feel something euphoric with her, other than these. Can't comprehend what?. 𝙃𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨.

A man so close to Vladimir must share more than loyalty, perhaps even friendship. "So, you show me respect only because of your closeness to the Alpha?" I pressed. Craig’s gaze remained firm on the road. "No. I lived through the invasion, as did everyone else. The Risemoon pack wounded us deeply. The sight of you still stirs that wound. My blood does boil in your presence, yes, but yours boils just as fiercely when you see us. Old scars, fresh scars. They are no different. To hurl hatred would only reflect what I don’t wish to see mirrored back. Respect, at least, is fair."

“Don Santoro. That’s his name. Well, at least that’s what they say. Since then, opponents started to dread him. They tried to bite back, but besides being fast, he was focused. Nobody caused that kind of damage. It seemed like he had so much, so much hate inside his chest that it turned into brutal strength. Over time, he became an attraction. A spectacle. Everyone in this fucking underground world wanted to see him fight and chew up his opponents. The chains and the muzzle… people love the idea of a brutal man, a caged beast, about to be unleashed and cause carnage.” As Marlon talks, I can’t take my eyes off the ring. Don. It’s as if the aura around him is pure hatred. Like he really is a t

well I have another reason to hate her By now I thought first to check whether is an innocent or culprit but it's enough now she will have to bear every pain for what she has done till now with my country Now the actual game will begin, the game of hate and love. Be ready Ahana because I am going to destroy you in hate with the weapon of love.

I heard him say further while sobbing profusely,which only agitated me further, cause I felt angry at the fact that I still felt like my heart still yearned for him, despite knowing he had hurt me beyond repair. "Let go off me....I can't stand you at the moment" I said forcefully, finally able to entangle myself from him at the moment,and slapped him hard on the face as I continually felt a certain wave of emotion surge through me. "Neesa, Come back please....where do you intend to go , it's already pretty late and besides the weather does not look appealing today....I'm very sure the last thing you want is for an heavy rain to get to you while outside"I heard Reena say as I snapped my neck

Like my eyes were about to fall out this instance. "Yup!" They both said while giving me flat tone. "What's got into you bro's!" I said to them but still they all look at me seriously. "Woah seriously? Gezz fine I'll answer your questions ok!" I said as they still like to pushed that topic so I surrender. " Of course we all wanted to have someone to love and cherish ok? But not for now!" I said while giving them cheeky smile. "Idiot!" Blake mumbled.

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

"Sssshh...Ohh Khloe, don't cry. Let the fire skin us alive. I promised you that I'll do worst, right? But my love for you is too much that I'm willing to share you with your dirty slut in hell. Or you could share her with me. I won't mind if we both fúck her all over anyway if that's what you want." With so much hatred, I spat on his face, causing his jaw to clench in anger. "Fùck you!!! I'll make sure to kill you in hell over and over again!" I exclaimed, my blood is raging in so much hate just like the hell itself entrapping us at this moment.

“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.”