The Hating Game Novels & Stories

She didn’t speak. I stepped closer and gently placed both hands on her shoulders. Her body trembled under my touch. “I don’t know if what I feel is hate,” I said. “Maybe it is. But I know I hate how he makes women feel disposable. Like we’re just temporary.” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “I don’t hate the player,” I whispered. “I hate his game.” Raven sniffled. “And if you can’t separate the player from the game?”

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

I kept my face neutral and stared back at her. "Honestly, I don't really know. I am confused why?" Was her reply. So now she is playing innocent.But I am not up for her games. So i asked what I had in mind without beating around the bush. "Cmon' I know what your up to. You want money right? Your father is in need of an investor because your company’s bankruptcy. " "I don't know" she said again while looking down at her lap.What game is she playing, it is clear that she don’t want to answer my question directly. She has no idea how much pissed I am right now.

And then— Darkness. A darkness that was about to swallow my entire life. Because Asher Grayson—my stepbrother—wasn't here to play fair. This was a game of revenge. A game of hate. And I was the girl who had never even stepped onto the playground— locked away by the first monster I ever knew. My father.

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

He asked, Thea riveted her gaze towards the window and didn't want to answer. "Answer me, Thea!." He yelled loudly. "Do you hate me?." "You are in no position to ask me such a question Ethan, concerning how our relationship started, you should know how I feel towards you and it's definitely not love." Thea blurted out harshly. Ethan watched her face which remained stoic and expressionless. ‘She was indeed a heartless woman.’ He thought, but it was difficult for him to accept that the woman he loved doesn't love him in return.

Yes, he was horrible to me most of the time, but when it was good…you know… I join the small queue, eyes scanning the screens for airing movies. I settle for ‘The Hating Game’, eager to lose myself in the world of a love I might never have. I grab a ticket with a small smile and head over to get some popcorn. I fill my cup with coke, and lucky me, the last popcorn bag sits on the platform, waiting for me. I reach for it, but a hand grabs it before I can get a grip. “Hey! That's mine, you know.” my voice grumbles to the tall man with his back turned.

"Why are you shaking, Lukas? Is it the work? Or is it me?" "I hate you," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I hate every second I spend in this house." "Good," he murmured, leaning down until his lips were inches from my ear. "Hatred keeps you sharp. Don't ever lose it. Now, finish the jersey. I have a game tomorrow, and I want to smell like you've actually been working." *****

To the world, they are deadly enemies. Behind closed doors, they are passionate lovers. Will they be able to stay together forever?

, "Yes I do. I hate you Beau!" He grabbed her other hand pulling her close to him, stared directly into her eyes, and said, "Then look me in the eyes and tell me you hate me, and I'll go away forever." She thought, 'Why does he play this game with me like he likes me? He'll never feel the same way I do,' and said, "I… I do… I do Beau Bax and I mean it." He said, "You do what?" She said, "I-I, I-I, I can't stand you Beau." He said, "But that's not hate is it?" She shouted, "What do you want me to say Beau? What?" He said, "I want you to tell me how you really feel." She shouted, "Do you want me to admit that I wanted you to kiss me? Is that what you want to hear? Well there you go. I wanted y