Te Odio Novels & Stories

I screamed in tears, imagining the bed to be Tito. "Ti odio, Tito!!! (I hate you, Tito)"

Iori said letting the tears run down her cheeks. “I Loved you more than you could ever imagine. But in the split of a second, that love turned into a pure hatred making me into a person that I wasn’t proud of being. So damn you for that Shun. Damn you for being so selfish and twisted. Damn you for what you did to yourself and what you did to me…”

His responsibility, his burden, his choice. “Olvida que he preguntado.” (Forget that I asked.) I scoffed. “Para mí fue fácil. No tuve unos padres como los de Emiliana.” (It was easy for me. I didn’t have parents like Emiliana’s.) He rubbed his face tiredly, no doubt trying to chase away any thoughts of his own past. “La quieren, pero su odio hacia ti parece más importante. Hay una delgada línea entre el amor y el odio, y ellos parecen atascados en algún lugar del medio.” (They love her, but their hatred for you seems more important. There is a fine line between love and hate, and they seem stuck somewhere in the middle.) He pointed an accusatory finger at me with a smile playing on his lips.

“Damn, you must really love each other to hate each other this much.” “I don’t think that’s how it works.” Odin shrugged, “I mean, if you didn’t care about each other, you wouldn’t let the other get under your skin.” “He’s not that important to me. I don’t hate him for what he did to me; I hate him for what he did to Lana.” Raiden said, hitting me again. This time I was able to block it. Sort off. Odin chuckled, “so, I guess you two can start.”

I stood my ground as he took commanding steps towards me. He stopped before me and I raised my head to meet his gaze. "Stop defending that bastard." He gritted. "No, Eduardo. It's you. You are the bastard. That man has done nothing to warrant your wrath. Why exactly, Eduardo? Why are you doing this?!" "It's you!" He raged. "I hate that you look at him warmly. I hate that you are his fucking mate. I hate that you let him touch my kids. I hate that you keep defending him. I hate that you are by his side. I hate that his fucking scent is on you!" He fired. My chest rose and fell as I heaved. All that could be heard around us was our anger filled breaths mixing and the sound of our thumping hear

and the feeling was enough for him to close his eyes and sleep peacefully at night. Unintentionally his lips raised forming a curve... smile of satisfaction and bliss.. ★..............................★ "Perché la odi così tanto? ( Why do you hate her so much? )" A voice came from the other side. "Ohhh tu ... ( Ohhh you...)," Orion winced, and after regaining his composure he continued,"E di chi stai parlando? ( And whom are you talking about? )" "Maze," Veronica state to remind him Orion paused from the act of preparing his bed, and spoke taking a glance at her as his hand resumed with what he was doing earlier, "Non odio nessuno. ( I don't hate anyone.)"

made Ethan feel bad, saying, “I apologize, Olga. I swear I will not do it again.” He raises both of his fists in an oath while kneeling in front of her. Olga is ecstatic, but she interrupts him right away, stating, “It is best not to kneel. Ethan, it is not your fault. I too am a human with vulnerabilities. We are both driven by our own impulses, which can be misleading." Adding, "Furthermore, we are still too young to distinguish between filial love and romantic love, alright? Now let us leave, and better wish me luck as I also likewise wish for you.”

I yelled the moment we got into the room, shutting the door behind me. “He scared you again..he has no right to do that” he answered, veins popping out in his arms. I froze staring at him, I had never seen him this furious. “I understand but it doesn’t mean you have to disfigure his face..it’s never right” I said, taking the first aid kit from the top of the closet “I’ve never seen you this angry before..did he say something wrong to you?” I asked as I took out the antiseptics and cotton wool.

“You’re such a fucking asshole.” “Yeah, I guess that does make me an asshole. What do you gain by killing me?” “A man that leaves an enemy behind, is a man that constantly looks over his shoulder for the next attack. You’re the enemy now, Jefferson, even if I wanted to let you live, the men upstairs would never let you leave. They take betrayal personally, and I’m part of their family. We’ve spilled blood for each other, broken bread and bled for each other. It’s not something I can explain to you, because you don’t know what it means to be loyal to someone no matter what.”

I spat out very angry at an Andrew who was surprised at my sudden outburst. " I mean every fucking person in this city knows what is going in in my life,even people are not fucking interested in it" I continue yelling out in frustration also taking note of the fact that I was using the "f" word a whole lot,but I did not seem to care as all I wanted was to vent out to something, hell I wanted to vent out to any fucking thing I could find.