The Hate You Give Books Novels & Stories

Chapter 60 Dante's pov My study was a mess as The mahogany desk was covered in papers and maps. I did not care about any of that. My hands were flat on the desk.The house was too quiet. The quiet did not make me feel better. All I could think about was what Kayla said to me. “You can't buy your way out of the fact that you thought I was worthless.” Those words hurt me every time I thought about them. I had spent my life learning how to fight and protect myself but I did not know how to deal with what Kayla said. I felt like I had broken something

I will go crazy if this goes on. I quickly make myself a hot cup of coffee and turn on my laptop. A private message from my new favorite reader pops up. hopelessromantic❤️ Hey... I am eagerly waiting for your next book. So stop it with the torture already... I crave a taste of your books. Couldn't the whole world be like this? Kind and sweet to the other person. Maybe that is just the cure to the countless forms of hate in this world. Just kindness and sweetness and lots of love. You do not know how the comment brought a smile to my face and instantly changed my mood.

Her eyes bore into Jonathan’s, searching for the truth, but she found only cold indifference. Jonathan, despite his ruthless exterior, couldn’t help but feel a surge of self-loathing for what had transpired. He wished he could reveal the whole truth, but the dangerous world of the mafia was a web of secrets and blood ties. Hazel’s presence was a constant reminder of the price paid, a constant reminder of his own guilt and regrets. As the silence in the room stretched, Hazel’s mind raced with questions, while Jonathan’s heart ached with the burden of the secrets he couldn’t share. The mansion was cloaked in shadows, and the mysteries that surrounded it were far from being unraveled.

Wisdom then closed the book. Zion looked at Wisdom and he suddenly felt that Wisdom had changed a lot in the past year. "Wisdom was just a kid who cried all the time when Zion just first returned home, but now Wisdom was really calm." Aren't you sick and tired of reading these crappy medical books all day? Zion walked straight towards him. "However, Wisdom said with a smile, ""Would you get bored when you read programming books?""" "Nah, I like programming." I like medical books too.

Sienna walked away from him — her spine rigid, her breath uneven — but Grayson didn’t move. He just stood there, rooted in place, battling the riot inside his chest. "That’s all this is." Those were the words he’d forced out… the words he thought would build the wall back between them. But why did it feel like he'd just pushed away the only thing that made this cold, hollow house feel alive? Downstairs... Sienna stormed into the kitchen, wiping angrily at her eyes. She hated herself for caring. 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 own

I've never read any of them. It was only after he spoke that I realize he was behind me. I thought he was still sitting on the bed. I run my hands over the book, my eyes catching the titles, A fresh Start, For Mbatha and Rebecca, Agony in get voice, Felicia, The betrayal, for better for worse, Evbu my love... I pulled Evbu, my love out. It's actually my best pacesetter novel. I flipped through the pages and sniffed it.

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Silence. My voice sounds small. But the words are huge. Too huge. They fill the whole room. He doesn’t move. Don't blink. “...What?” “You heard me.” “Nico” “No, listen,” I cut in. “I’m tired of pretending. I’m tired of acting like it’s normal to see someone else touch you like that. It makes me sick. It makes me angry. It makes me” My voice breaks. I hate that. I hate crying.

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I say as I felt rage eat through me as I spoke. I hated the fact that just talking about it brought that that undeniable feeling of hate,rage and hurt as i talked about the probability of me running into him. I hated the fact only his memory just made it so obvious at the fact thay I was not done with what had happened over six years ago, and I could not help it as I felt my insides constantly heating up with so much rage and anger. " I get it,but you really need to calm down okay?" I hear Brielle tiny voice say again snapping me from my train of thoughts.