Player Hating Novels & Stories

“Wow, this guy is some hot stuff. I fucking knew it, no wonder I hater him the moment I saw him. All his plans failed so he finally revealed himself. Let the fucking game begin then.”

“Hey. What happened? What's wrong?” He looked so concerned and I hated him for it. There was nothing worse than having someone pretend like they actually cared about what was happening to you. His actions contradicted his behavior. Why couldn't be just go on hating me like he had always done? That wouldn't make me this confused about what I was feeling. If he continued hating me, it would be easier for me to keep hating him too and leave him when the time came. How would I be able to do that if he kept this up?

“Easy, is why you couldn't score out there. Next time, play better it will give me a good reason to be less of a hater.” He nods, “Anything for you, mini starplayer.” “See you tomorrow?” she tilts her head, studying him. I nearly break my neck trying to glimpse that intense stare she hasn't graced me with. Alex nods, proceeding to loudly whistle in a song-like tune, and another player instantly pops out of nowhere and runs to the player talking to Amara. I instantly desert Stanley, ready to bite at anyone that tries to attack Amara for being a hater. It's hypocritical, I'm aware but I'm also not going to hide I'm biased towards her.

That’s good for me. I don’t mean that in any noble sense, I mean it in calculus. People who hate are predictable. Hate simplifies motive; it sharpens action and dulls strategy. Where professionals plan three moves ahead, furious amateurs charge blind. They mistake heat for planning; they mistake impulse for courage. Cassandra’s hatred makes her an asset if I can steer it.

I said while I playfully cover my ears to him. "You.. king! Come on the field or I will punish you for being late!" He said finally he's giving up his long lecture on me. "Aye aye Sir!" I said as I salute to him. Once our coach turn his back to me. My teammates immediately let out a loud snickered and they playfully bump my shoulder even smack my head. "Where the hell have you been baby?" Blake asked me wearing a playful smile to me. "As if you don't know!" I said to him

He then laughed Hysterically. "Brounu Kang!. Fear the return of Brounu Kang!".. he bawled in an ice cold voice. "Fear my return!.. Edward Khalistian.".. He voiced with the gravous look on his face and pure Hatred springing fully from his breath. He Hate Edward. He will wipe away Humans. He will have Edward's and Bryan's head and take over. He will rule the world with lycans and other creatures. "Lurius!".. He called.

____________________ ~ 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

Time passed by, it was now in the early days of December, in year 2000. A lot had happened, a lot had changed and Chloé's flaming hatred for Lucinda had also changed; It had actually gotten worse, leaving in Chloé's bone marrow the bitter taste of sighting Lucinda, especially, when Lucinda happened to be with Jack. The discriminations, hatred and other inhumane acts displayed by Chloé against Lucinda, was hell itself. It's now certain to Lucinda that Chloé has a passionate hatred against her, reason for so much a dislike, still remains a mystery to Lucinda.

The pain I feel, every time I look at him, it burns and I hate myself for letting him affect me as much as he does knowing that our relationship will never be. So many things have gone wrong for us, from bad decisions to misunderstandings to disagreements to fights. We were happy once before we got into all those fights and I hate fighting, we have done it all and it is unhealthy , our past is unhealthy

he stated " There is nothing amusing about not liking two pack of wolves attacking an embroidered ball in the field , now come on , be real Jacob " " How can someone dislike football ?" ignoring me he goes on , just as he always does when ever I tried to sneak a chunk of his armour " I mean its practically the religion of this town , its all about it. Are you sure you dislike it so much because its not interesting enough for you ? Or you dislike it because I'm on the team ?"