Quotes About Hate

“Tell me you hate me,” Mikhail whispered, aggressively pressing the side of my face against his expensive wooden table. I inhaled sharply, fighting back the moan in my throat. “I…” I wanted to force the words out, because I did. I hated him with every fiber of my being, with every drop of the blood in my veins. At the same time, I didn't. I had never put a label on the other thing I felt for him. He would never feel the same, and he would scorn me. “Say it, Marlowe. Say you hate me.” He dared, thrusting hard into me and stealing my breath. “Oh my God,” I cried out, pushing my ass backwards to meet his thrusts despite myself. “You can't say it, can you?” He laughed scornfully. “I… hate you.” I managed, inhaling sharply. He tugged my hair, fucking me harder. “No, you don't.” I couldn't argue, because an earth shattering orgasm snuck up on me and blinded my thoughts. When I recovered, I realized he was not completely wrong. *** *** *** Marlowe had a simple, happy life up until her late teens when she was about to go to college. Her father was murdered in cold blood and her mother fell apart. She was left to take care of herself and her mother, and all her dreams were shattered. She is kidnapped and sold to someone she once knew and was in love with. Mikhail Romanov. He is an entirely different person now. But Marlowe is an angel and she can melt the hardest of hearts. They fall in love with each other, but with this romance comes a revelation of secrets that shatter Marlowe and all that's left of her is a woman that is filled with hatred and anger, and desperate for revenge.

Yzel Bourgès and Kendrick Yamashita both came from a breakup. Both miserable from their past relationship, they met in a project which made them realized the worth of real love. But there was no perfect love with ups and downs, especially now that Veronica Bolzico, Kendrick's ex-girlfriend was back on the scene. Which love story would be come true, Yzel's or Kendrick's?

Moving on and asking herself why her fiancé didn't show up on their wedding, Callie decided to take another leap in life. After losing her mother and brother in a car accident, her work, her fiancé, working in a coffee shop in Canada's bustling street can be a good start. But just when she's about to begin another chapter of her life, a familiar scent annihilated her focus. Ethan, the boy next door, is starting to get into her nerves. She did everything just to keep him away from her but the more she tried to drift away from him, he's taking twofold steps to close the distance between them. Once a hater, Callie found herself embarking in a love affair with Ethan. Ngunit hanggang saan nga ba ang kakayanin ng kanilang pagmamahalan? Could Callie handle the truth about Ethan?

　　Rui Laine Astudillo is an independent kind of woman. Kasalukuyan siyang nagtatrabaho bilang isang delivery woman sa isang maliit na pizza parlor at nagtatrabaho naman ng ilang part time jobs tuwing weekend. Doon umiikot ang buhay niya dahil hindi siya nakapagtapos ng pag-aaral. Ganunpaman ay masaya siya sa trabaho ngunit hindi ito tanggap ng kanyang magulang. Sa kalagitnaan ng pagmamakaawa ni Rui sa kanyang dating nobyo na balikan siya, kamalas-malasang ibang lalaki pala ang nasa kabilang linya ng telepono. It was Yohann Min, a half Korean businessman in Paris who flew back to the Philippines. Taliwas sa nauna niyang desisyong bumalik sa Paris ay nakapagdesisyon siyang manatili sa Pilipinas at magtrabaho sa Gre-May Pizza parlor kung saan nagtatrabaho din si Rui. He knows everything about Rui, yet he kept it to her. Who would have thought that this so-called wrong-number-guy was part of her long-forgotten past? The love that once lost will be regained, and the memories that have been forgotten will rise on its surface. Will those memories lead them to their forever, or will they tear them apart?

He is 38, cold, calculated, brutal. A mafia king with blood on his hand and no room for softness in his world. She is 21, reckless, untouched. The forbidden stepsister he never wanted, but now he can’t stop thinking about her. When a contract forces them into marriage meant to protect the family’s legacy, she becomes his most dangerous temptation. He tell himself it’s just duty. She swears she hate him . But the tension between them is a ticking bomb. He’s twice her age. Twice as cruel. And once he claims her, he won’t let go. In a world of gun, power, and unspoken rules, she the only thing he can’t control. And the one thing he’ll burn everything to keep.

" I hate you." his piercing gaze on me darkened. "Hate me all you want,that, doesn't change the fact that you belong to me." Gripping my chin, his eyes challenge me to deny it. I take a step back, his grip on my hair tightens, as his lips graze against mine "Never ever deny me your touch wife."

Sara's legs straddling Austin's lap, their lips clashed in a fierce, passionate kiss. The sound of their lips meeting was like a spark, igniting a flame that threatened to consume them. "Mmm," Sara murmured, her lips vibrating against Austin's. "I hate you," Austin growled, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her closer. His fingers dug into her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Sara's hands were just as busy, her fingers tracing the lines of Austin's face, her thumbs brushing against his lips. "I hate you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their kissing. Their lips parted for a moment, and Austin's tongue darted out, tracing the curve of Sara's lower lip. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Sara's hands began to roam, her fingers tracing the contours of Austin's chest. She reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. As she exposed his chest, Austin's eyes locked onto hers, a warning flashing in their depths. "You'll hate me tomorrow," he said, his voice low and rough. Sara's eyes flashed with defiance, her hands continuing to explore Austin's chest. "We don't like each other anyway," she said, her voice husky with desire.

“You want one hundred thousand dollars for your body, fine. Produce me an heir within six months and the money is yours when the baby is born.” The coldness in his voice sends a shiver up my spine. “Are you serious?”“Yes.”“B-but what about the other part of my request?” I stammer out.“What other part?” he asks with his eyebrow raised.I clutch the contract close to my chest. “The part where I get to leave. If I have your baby, Ansel, can I take the money and walk away?”When I was bought at an auction by my ex-boyfriend whom I hadn’t seen for many years, he signed a contract with me, as long as I gave birth to him a child, I could get the money and leave. but after I gave birth, he regretted it.

IT'S A STORY ABOUT A RICH GIRL ANISHA D'SOUZA AND HER BODYGUARD MICHAEL ABEL. "Come show me what are you capable of ", Anisha D'Souza ordered attitudely moving her index finger indicating him to come closer to her. He obeyed silently with an emotionless face. "Take me in your embrace",She told him while doubting his masculine body which hid beneath his tight white shirt. He stood in front of her while rolling his long sleeves upto his elbows revealing prominent green veins. She couldn't help but intake a sharp breath finding his mere act hot but she masked her expressions quickly not wanting to admit. Because for her he is just a guard who is here to protect her ;when she pass out drunk , to accompany pubs for clearing crowds,to beat up the guys who lust her,to do anything to please her. He is nothing but her puppet. She is rude and he is humble. She treated him as puppet and he endured it with a brave smile. As the time passed she found herself attracting to him. She misunderstood him and insulted him infront of world but he took everything positively. That's when she got to know about his past life and realised her mistake, she apologized him and tried to lure him. She wants a relationship with him without out love but he only do it out of love. But she didn't know it wouldn't last forever. She wasn't aware of the evil plans of her destiny which eagerly waiting for her destruction. Will Michael save Anisha from her evil family? Will Anisha ever accept her feelings for him isn't lust but love ? To know further and also about three more amazing couple love stories (ANISHA'S FRIENDS) just peep in.

I want to lick every inch of his skin, from head to toe, and that round ass, holy cheese—I could serve an entire family dinner on that peach. Hayden Archer. My older CEO mate, and my new boss. Sexy and charismatic. But entirely off-limits. The man is married, he is a monster, a merman, and I should focus on my mission—earn enough money to buy a crew tough enough to kill the mermaid who murdered my entire family. I hate monsters, fear them more than anything, yet I can't stop thinking about Hayden the merman. I should stay away from him. But what if he kisses me first?