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Did you ever felt hatred from the person you love. Did you ever hided flowing tears within yourself while acting normal infront of everyone.... The blooming of love from hatred is it possible.... The love from many hurdles will it have a happy ending.... Viranica : I love you prince Karthik : did you ever know what is meant by love playgirl like you never liable for love Viranica : didn't you ever feel love in my words Karthik : I feel only disgusted of you Viranica : my love is true for you

Chapter 15 (Sophia's POV) Common enemy. I'd said it plainly in the back of Dax's car and Xander had confirmed it without hesitation. Those two words had quietly dismantled something I'd been holding onto for fifteen years. The clean simplicity of my hatred. It was considerably harder to hate a man who was handing you evidence against the person who'd actually destroyed your family. I was finding that out the inconvenient way. Izzy was waiting in my office at eight-fifteen with coffee, croissants and the expression of someone who had opinions she'd been saving up overnight.

> 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.

The word stays there, almost, heavy, irritating, digging in more than it should, and I swallow it down like I do with so many other things, because it’s not worth it, because I can’t, because there are things I simply can’t do without everything falling apart, because hating him isn’t that simple when Sofi is in the middle of it and saying what I really think would cross a line I can’t come back from. So I just nod, controlled, short, and walk past him like none of it gets to me, like he didn’t just say exactly what he needed to get under my skin, even off the ice, like I don’t feel that pressure building in my chest every time I have to keep quiet. Behind me, he laughs, low, confident, almo

Instead, I looked past Jace and his juvenile whining, meeting the eyes of every player on the team one by one. Tyler Costa. Marcus Rodriguez. Donovan Hayes. The offensive line, the receivers and the defense. I’d spent a long time studying their plays, so long that I knew all their abilities like the back of my hand. They all stared back at me with varying degrees of hostility. Some glared outright while others just looked uncomfortable, like they wanted to be anywhere but here. They hated me, that much was obvious. But here's the thing about hate; it's loud and passionate and powerful but at the end of the day, it is completely irrelevant when there's something far, far more important at sta

“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.”

Just as I felt the powerful surge of adrenaline propelling me forward, a forceful hand yanked me to the ground—none other than Brian, his grip firm yet desperate as he restrained me. "I, Brian Knight, future Alpha of the High Moon Pack, reject Michelle Howard as my fated mate," he declared, his voice steady yet cold. The words hung around me like a storm cloud, dark and foreboding, and they pierced through me with an intensity that felt like a sharp blade thrust into my heart. A wave of anguish coursed through my veins, and I struggled to breathe as the reality of his rejection settled around me like a heavy blanket.

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I tell him through clenched teeth, cursing at myself for being this damn reactive to him. "I know, and I hate you so fucking much at this moment. I hate you and I will not care about the consequences of what I'm about to do to you. I hate you so fucking much that I will not hold myself back this time. I hate you so goddamn much and I'm going to ruin you for any man that isn't me. Not him. And not any goddamn other. " I have got to be sick in the head for those words to make my pussy clench against my fucking thong and my heart to beat wildly against my chest.

mr saad said and I nodded my head X. I stood up and then slowly begin the song by karmin "love to hate you..." I'm just a prisoner of your love You got me lip locked fire the gun Oh oh ohh If I escaped too I would be lost So don't bail me out babe I'll pay the cost Ohohohh Sometimes I just hate to love you My eyes strayed accusingly to Xavier who was looking down and staring at some thing in particular... ______________