The Hating Game Audiobook Novels & Stories

My eyes iched with tears of hatred as I lifted the paperweight and threw it across the floor. "I hate you so much more Akansha Goenka! I hate you!", I said in gritted teeth and tears of hate flowed down my eyes. °°° Author's note: Tell me what you think about this chapter? What do you think will be Neil's next move?

"Yes, we will. And I promise you, little wolf, it's going to be a beautiful disaster." The words sent a shiver through me that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with the dangerous game we were about to play. Because through the mate bond, I could feel the truth he was trying to hide,beneath his hatred, beneath his need for revenge, Larry Talbot was already falling for me. And that terrified him more than anything else ever had.

And somehow, despite knowing absolutely nothing about hockey, I found myself leaning forward every single time he touched the puck. Every time he got close to the goal, I found myself holding my breath. My stomach dropped whenever someone checked him. For some reason, I cared enough about Knox not to want him to get hurt. Which was ridiculous. I hated him…. right? Yet somehow, I barely noticed Mike the entire game. Every time my eyes wandered across the ice, they found Knox. The girls behind me weren’t helping. “He’s so hot.” “Look at his arms.” “I would let that man ruin my life.”

“Perhaps, you might even be the first to find me. I’m placing all my money on you, darling Rachel.” “You think I’ll be the one to shake things up? After nearly one hundred years of games?” I snorted, taking another step away from the Game Master’s intolerable presence. I shook my head at him and lowered my voice, letting every ounce of anger and irritation shine through in my eyes. “Are you insane? After one hundred years of the same game, you must be.” “You dare call me insane?” The voice that came from his lips was not Abel’s, but was that of the Game Master.

The man hit his both hands on the table angrily and said through gritted teeth. “It would feel so good to be killed by the one you love the most.” The woman said to him and the man frowned completely displeased by her attitude. “You’re crazy.” He then stood up and left the room. “I will kill that brat like I had killed her.. hahahaha..” Behind him, the woman’s evil laugh was echoing making the man realized what a big trouble he had taken after joining his new job…. …

Azalea chuckled at her cuteness and ran his hands across her soft skin. “We didn't know how to love you and hate you at the same time so we thought the best option was to leave” Alicia said with her head lowered in shame. Azalea pulled her closer to him so that she was cuddled up beside him on the other side. He kissed both their foreheads and said, “I'm sorry for putting you both in such a position, it was how I felt with you girls when we first met, I wanted you and didn't at the same time. I guess it was truly our fate, to hate and to love”

“Because you don’t want to, Clara. You like the game as much as I do.” “Shut up,” I hissed at the paper, slashing a line across the eyes, defacing it. But it didn’t help. The tears came harder now, blurring the ink as they dripped onto the page. I slammed the book shut, tossing it aside, and curled into myself on the floor, hugging my pillow tight like a lifeline. I pressed my face against it to muffle the sob that tore out of me, raw and guttural. “He’s wrong,” I choked out, shaking my head against the damp fabric. “He’s wrong. I don’t feel anything but hate. Pure, burning hate.”

[I hate you] END.

> Now I’m not sure if walking away the first time was worse. > I think I hate how he’s changed. > I think I hate that I still notice. > I think I hate that I don’t hate him at all.

“She has been by service for six years. With her, you will learn the dos and don'ts of this harem.” A harem? Wait did they bring me to the harem?? I almost yelled at her. Annabelle told me stories about harem. One man and a hundred wives. With each struggling to be his favorite. I never wanted to share my husband with me. Another thought came to my mind, just when I was about to protest. If Ivar was married to many women, he was going to be less concern and forget about my existence . ~which makes it a brilliant idea.~