Player Hating Novels & Stories

[I hate you] END.

If you looked closer, it felt like he was looking into your soul. And I could feel that through pictures, so you can understand I wondered if it felt the same in person. I should probably hate him just on instinct because he was a hockey player, but somehow I couldn't bring myself to hate him like I hated every other player. And I hated myself because I couldn't hate him. Damn you Nataniel Madox! I hope you turn out to be the biggest asshole in the world so I have an excuse to hate you! A girl can hope, right?

The dim light from the window caught the edges of his sharp jawline, throwing shadows across his perfectly sculpted face. His lips curved, not into a smile but something that said he knew exactly what he was doing to her. God, she hated him. And hated even more that a part of her still burned. “Where are you gonna throw me this time around?.” She asked him in a low menacing voice. She was scared of him, but she was not going to make it obvious. “I don't answer to your kind.” He brushed her question aside. Ariel scoffed in disbelief. “You hate humans but you have a cocky lawyer as your best friend.”

As it was a holiday, Theo ended up playing games at home. Seeing him so worked up over the game, I got curious and went to check on him. But as soon as I got close to him, he quickly switched his phone screen to the news. It was obvious that Theo was chatting with Tiffany online. I'd seen her play the same game a few times. She had told me that her character also had a "husband" in the game. I didn't have to think twice. Her in-game "husband" had to be Theo.

Even though he had passed the test, XD vowed to keep an eye on Flynn so that he can be ready for anything. Flynn looked at the heartless guy laughing at his demise. He felt sorrowful as someone else was laughing at his demise and problems. Tears stung at his eyes but as a man, he refused to let them drop. He turned to the side and decided to ignore the big bimbo. Xander sighed as he saw firsthand XD’s cold nature. Sometimes, he wondered if the guy was even human. His reactions were very detached and unfeeling. “Oh…he is quite serious.” XD said to Xander who rolled his eyes. Sometimes his best friend could be a pain in the ass.

Anger, hate, and loathing consumed him as he witnessed the couple, their bodies intertwined in what seemed like a perfect moment of joy. His heart bled with a mixture of envy and despair as he observed them, unable to tear his gaze away. Every movement they made fueled the fire of his resentment, deepening the chasm of bitterness within him. The sight of Emily, the object of his unrequited affection, reveling in the arms of another man only intensified Axel's hatred towards her. It was a tormenting reminder of what he could never have, a beautiful and precious moment slipping through his fingers like grains of sand.

I hate humans with passion and she will not be an exception. ***A/N*** Super sorry for slow updates.

Elina Rascal! Andrew is such a rascal! Why he is doing this to me?! If everything will go like this, I am surely gonna hate him more in these three months than love. It's not like I wanna hate him just because he kidnapped me but he is making me hate him more and more. Will anyone take the life out of him, if he told me the truth?! Absolutely, not! Or maybe...yes? Ughh! And last night, I promised him that I will find out everything eventually that everyone is hiding from me in anger. Why I have a bad habit of making promises when someone challenges me?

I wish I could—so fucking much, but I know I can't. There's this part of me that felt something for him. Something I still don't understand and I have gotten over it, I know I have. Even so, I can't bring myself to hate this man before me and the mere thought of that makes me so fucking mad. Why am I so fucking weak? Why do I allow myself to be played around? I should hate Elijah, just like I should hate Ryder. For everything he did. And everything he's still doing. For every pain he's cause, and one he's still causing.

And I had to admit that I was scared of him at that point. “You are afraid of me right?” He walked round the table, sitting on the chair across from me. “That’s how it should be. Do you know how much I hate your father, hoping that he perishes alongside his family. But here you are—living like a queen, about to bag the youngest and finest billionaire as your husband. Fuckkk!!” He screamed out in frustration. “Let’s cancel the wedding if that will make you feel better.” I said, remaining glued to my knees.