The Hating Game Novels & Stories

Too different to be tagged as normal. This wasn't just anger, neither was it frustration. It was pure violent, murderous hatred. Hatred for Rowan, batred for his games, batred for what he did to Mira, hatred for ripping my life apart. And hatred for Darius, for looking at me like I was nothing. For letting me walk away. The moment that hatred stabbed through me, something else moved. No, it bloomed. Bloomed like a forbidden plant that had spread its roots so deep it was impossible to get it out without killing me in the process.

he groaned, his head falling back against the wheelchair, exposing his throat to me. Without thinking, I leaned forward, biting down on the sensitive skin, leaving hickeys. He responded with a growl, his hands tightening on my hips, bruising my skin. “I hate you,” I whispered against his throat, even as I moved faster, feeling the climax building within me. “Good,” he replied, his voice rough. “I hate you too.” Our bodies moved together in a frenzied dance, each thrust pushing us closer to the edge. The rain fell harder, the sound almost scaring, but we were lost in our own world, consumed by the intensity of our need.

Henry was dragged by Zion to sit down under a tree aside. Zion passed the mini-game he had designed to Henry. Will you be able to get through it in fifteen minutes? What's so hard about it? It's just a mobile game. "Henry took it over and began to play with confidence. However, as he played, he frowned deeply. He began to think hard in the middle of the game." Zion stood by the side with his arms crossed in front of his chest and smiled as he looked at the picturesque scenery. "Fifteen minutes later, Henry said with frustration, ""This game can't be won at all."""

Tohya knelt down by Hugin’s side as well next to Ren, saying nothing, a look of understanding in his eyes. Hugin turned glazed and unfocused eyes to the two Phantoms before coughing harshly, hacking up some blood even as he tried to take great gasping breaths. “Damn it…” Hugin coughed. “I…really hate Hati.” Ren and Tohya exchanged looks before turning towards Hugin. There was something in his tone that they didn’t understand. Sure, all members of the Raven’s Gate organisation hates Hati the same way Hati hates Raven’s Gate. But Hugin… There is something about his own hatred for Hati that differs from the other members of Raven’s Gate.

“Once in college, Damen and his lab partner went out on a date.” “What no! Stop!” He tried to stop her. “The girl was allergic to sunflower seeds. She didn't know it at that point. She had a severe attack after having only one bite from her salad. He got so scared. He thought she was dying, and he almost started crying.” She said between fits of laughter. “What?” Penelope laughed. Damen was so embarrassed. He covered his face with his hands. “I hate you. I hate you so much.” He shook his head. “Ah! It's fine we are all friends. And friends should know about each other's embarrassing moments.” She patted her shoulder.

But, at the last part his face went pale. "Mr Hayes… Please Don't cancel it…!!" Haha, I have threatened her daughter's life and all he could hear was about his business. "GET OUT OF HERE… NOW…!!" With my shouting both of them ran away. Then my eyes fell into the nerdy who was watching me with fear. That's good… She should be afraid of me... "Whatever you thought, you have made the worst decision of your life by taking the position of your sister… And I will make you pay every day, every minute you are with me…!! For now, take a rest, Mrs Ava Hayes…!!" And I walked out of there

he replies me. " I can't do this" I say while taking a step forward when he suddenly holds my hand to stop me from going any further. " please" I hear him say and I could see all his emotions as he was begging me to stay. " I don't know if I can do this Xander,I mean I'm fucking scared. I hate the fact that my stupid heart still loves you despite all you have put me through and it annoys the shit out of me,but there is nothing I can do about it cause I'm scared you would hurt me again. I'm scared this is all a game for you and I'm just once again a ploy,and I do not think I would be able to deal with that "I say all at once as I feel my eyes suddenly begin to tear up after admitting the trut

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

in the eyes of the world, she would at least be a mistress who vanished. She hated him. She hated the way he had manipulated her into feeling safe. But mostly, she hated herself. She had spent ten years being the 'good girl' to a man who cheated, and she had promised herself she would never be that woman again. Yet, here she was—caught in a web of lust and high-end lies, playing the role of the homewrecker she had once despised. "Lily? The team is waiting in the conference room."

My gaze slowly turned blank, no longer staring down at the bottom of the ravine, but staring at Papa's back as he walked away. ‘I will kill you,’ my shattered inner voice whispered. ‘Someday, I will throw your corpse to the bottom of this sea.’ At the same time, my body could no longer bear the weight of repeated trauma. My vision blurred along with the heavy pouring rain. The sound of the waves slowly faded from my ears. My arms that were struggling earlier now hung limp beside my body. Darkness engulfed me once again, and this time, I let it swallow me completely. I fell unconscious in the middle of the storm, embracing a new hatred that would later alter the fate of the Moretti Family.