Prince I Hate You Novels & Stories

The Moon Princess said irritated while fidgeting "HAHAHAHA the fuck, the boy you obsessed with? Damn! That Prince, I remember that time he rejected you at first but HAHAHAHAHA" I laughed and remembered what happened to her that day "HAHAHAHA I can't do this anymore I'm gonna die HAHAHAHA ahem... Well, your soo (eye rolls) head over heels to him after he rejected you then the next day he accepted you and got in a relationship with him (snorts)shortly, then he ghosted you, he suddenly disappeared like he never existed in your life (snorts) what a surprise! (sarcasm) he suddenly showed up and didn't tell me he acted like there's nothing between you? Who the fuck he is?!!! He's just playing with

He felt helpless and powerless beyond useless. "LUCIA LUCIA OH LUCIA-" The Prince hurriedly stormed into the room. His eyes immediately found Lucia laid on the King size bed that they had not so long made love in. Khristian immediately excused himself giving the Prince his rightful seat next to Lucia. She blinked her eyes open at the sound of his voice. "I HATE YOU." She let out with so much aggression. "I HATE YOU ALEX, YOU DID THIS TO ME." She yelled making him shudder. Dr. Nolan gave him a small smile and whispered..."They tend to get snappy in times like this."

Just as his hand slips inside her pants, a click clack noise is made on the shiny floor by expensive shoes. It was a calm walk, but it extruded dominance. It was full of aura and confidence, the slow but heavy clacks were screaming of presence. Most of all, it radiated one thing. Power. Mateo Hernández. The Mafia Prince.

One dominating the other. Then realization came to her mind. Those deadly stares he gave to her most of the time was really meant to kill her. “I hate you. No. That is understatement. I loathe you princess. You and your tribe.” Tears ran down from her eyes as she looked down in defeat. It was like she was stabbed with thousands of daggers inside her chest hearing it directly from the very prince himself. 'You are not him. That prince who once was mine.' Alminah thought before she had the strength to school her expression and wiped her tears away.

said Uncle Julius hopelessly. “I was trying to help you Julius,” she said while looking away. “I know Martha,” he said while looking at her. “How can we help my mother and Martha can you explain this shit” I said annoyed and she looked at me like she had seen a ghost. “What?” I asked her. “Why are you talking like some street rag you are the prince you are not supposed to talk like that” she said. “I used to be a prince but now I am free, all I want is to save my mother and then I will find my way to go to the future again” I said while crossing my arms.

"You claim to hate me and wish I never existed, so why brush off the opportunity when it presented itself?" Sean was hesitant as he intently stared into her soul through her eyes. "Don't get any ideas. I hate you, stands firm. I did not 'brush off' anything. Anything meaningful, at least. So that was no opportunity. Those twats hadn't plans of executing a job well done, I hate pussies. And well, the opportunity now becomes mine and mine alone. Your life is in the palm of my hand. It's my place to do whatever I want with it, no one else's!"

The prince was a fool. A charming one, maybe. One with good hair and better instincts than most gave him credit for, but still a fool. He had no idea how to disappear properly, no understanding of how to move without leaving crumbs behind. The only trick he’d figured out was that cash was king when you wanted to go undetected. And sure, he hadn’t used his credit cards since arriving in Lenweil… but he’d made the fatal mistake of keeping the same damn phone. And phones? Phones were goldmines.

I was endlessly scrolling on my social media handles as I ate slowly. People really were wolves! In less than twenty-four hours, I had gone from the world's most hated whore, to the pretty unfortunate princess. Apology letters, encouraging texts and praises kept popping in. I dropped my phone with a sigh and looked over at Ric, who was engrossed in his laptop. "M-mm,” I cleared my throat, seeking attention. “I think I'm ready to go to work now," I said, dropping my cleared plate. Ric glanced at me and shook his head, like he was looking at some 4 year old.

maybe finding something which she never find in my eyes not because she is the girl I hate the most but because of the mess I am in. I am not a good man, I never am. she is right I am a monster dressed in a good reputation. A monster who destroys her , every part of her that she is hiding , every part that she don't want to break. She doesn't know that I am planning to ruin her dad fully because if she gets to know that she is never looking at me the way she is looking at me right now. “ I think we should go,” I said ….

“You damned bastard, what do you think of yourself? Look at yourself. Who would want to marry you? You are just a…robot, who only talk and do what is in your program, you have nothing like a man who all girl wants, Even if you were the only man in the world, I would still not choose you, you bloody dog face!!!" Angry and red-faced she was still not done. "And now I'm done with you. I was simply joking to your dad cause you always do what you want, you never care what others want, you selfish bastard; you are always arrogant and rude; you need a lesson. But you always make me feel low and belittle and judge about my character. I QUIT”