The Hate U Give Novels & Stories

"I thought you hated our baby." I pulled her into a tight embrace, whispering, "I could never hate our baby. Our baby was a part of our love and our connection. How can I hate something that is a part of us?" Kiera buried her face in my chest, tears streaming down her cheeks as she whispered, "I love you so much." "I love you." I patted her head, burying my own face on her neck as I whispered back, "We will fight this together, no matter what." Kiera nodded, her grip on my hands tightening as we both silently vowed to overcome any obstacle in our path.

I was stupid to think he was going to apologize for how he and his family treated me all those years and for what he did to me with Morgan, but no I was wrong. He was here for me to sign a damn document huh. I was high over my head. Brian never loved me, he just used me and now he is here to use me again. He must think really little of me. I wasn’t sure how I was feeling anymore. He just didn’t deep his hand in my already opened wounds, he poured salt on it. Usually I would tell him what a piece of shit he is, but I was done throwing words at Brian. I swore to myself years back that I would make Brian and everyone involved with him suffer and I wasn’t bluffing, but this time around I will n

“Don’t romanticize what you did to me.” “I wasn’t,” he said softly. “I was apologizing.” The silence that followed was heavier than the smoke-laced air. After several minutes, Evelyn sat across from him, her knees pulled to her chest. Her body was trembling, but it wasn’t from fear. It was from everything she hadn’t had time to feel. Harlow’s sacrifice. The explosion. The revelation of what she truly was. It was too much, too real. She buried her face in her arms. “Why does it still hurt if I’m not even human?”

I just couldn't afford returning home without a job. "Well welcome aboard!" He exclaimed and slipped my file in his drawer close by. With a wry smile, I stood up and thanked him. I was to return the next day. I felt like screaming for joy, or let me say pain. Teaching was the worst job ever for me. It was my second list after detective. I wondered why I hated working, but I just had to right, this is the 21st century, and we've got to struggle to survive but to me, this wasn't what I wanted. As I cat walked, I came across a grocery shop and I hopped in. I was going to sponsor today's meal with those horrible neighbors because I got the job. They more like agents fixing people with works and

Ryan swallows his pride back and with much determination, comes to a ultimate decision, "For the very last time, solely for my own sake, I will just go along with your words without any single protest, Mr. Haughty," Ryan's fluttering murmurs can not pluck up courage to behave otherwise. Thanklessly, he had just a few small intervals ago shredded the unwonted apparel, now which Ryan will have to fish for and throw on again.

"I hate you". Those were the only words that were constantly ringing in my head as I walked towards the café. My name is Rose and I've always been the pretty girl everyone wanted except this badass of a boy that does annoy me every time. I had promised myself that I wouldn't go back there, but here I was, standing outside the door. My heart was racing as I pushed it open and stepped inside. The smell of freshly brewed coffee hit my nose, and my eyes scanned the room, searching for the person I had been avoiding for the past few weeks.

Hated herself for allowing even a fragment of her heart to get tangled up in Grayson Pierce — the untouchable billionaire with ice in his veins and walls around his heart taller than the empire he owned. “Stupid," she whispered to herself. “So stupid.” Her hands trembled as she reached for a glass of water, trying to steady her breathing. But then… A soft voice floated from behind her. "Aunt Sienna?" She spun around to see Lily — clutching her stuffed rabbit — standing near the stairs in her pajamas, her small face filled with worry. Sienna forced a smile through her heartbreak. "Hey, angel. What are you doing up?" Lily shuffled forward, rubbing her eyes. "I heard you and Daddy talking... ar

id it couldn't turn back time and rewrite the past set things straight and give her happiness again. Now, she was nothing but a battered woman, someone who craved closure so badly she still couldn't even find peace in her own home, she was filled with so much hate and anger, Over ten years she had alternated between guilt and hate and Hate won, She was filled with so much hate, but even hate wasn't enough to find the perpetrator talk less of destroying the murderer “Nana,” Aramide breathed.

Love that started with I hate you — and grew into something better than I love you. Absolutely. Here's your Mini-Epilogue to Hate You Until I Don’t — a soft, full-circle moment that echoes their growth, captures their future, and leaves your readers smiling with a tear in their chest. --- One Year Later POV: Blake The breeze felt gentler in the city today. Or maybe that was just him.

All the suffering she has been going through for 5 months. "What's yours will never be mine. And you know the most simple fact. I don't want anything that's yours. I hate everything that is under your possession. I hate even myself." Hunter stared in her eyes. He has no idea but the word 'hate' really hit him hard. No matter how much he tries but the pain he felt hearing the word 'hate' was just something else.