The Hating Game Parents Guide Novels & Stories

Hailey’s mom frowns. “You think that girl will follow through?” “Yes. It looks like she hates her enough,” Hailey’s dad says with a sneer. My mind races. She hates her enough? What—or who, rather, are they talking about? “Good,” Hailey’s mom says, her voice softening. She sounds relieved now, lighter somehow. “It’ll be worth it. This place is disgusting anyway. Bunch of filthy animals.” Hailey’s dad scoffs. “No argument there. Still, I’d rather not have come here at all, but…”

I had told them about their father — not to plant hatred, but to keep confusion or pain from finding them later. “I understand,” I said quietly. “But Noah, Emily, Claire — Mummy told you this so you wouldn’t hear it from someone else. You can’t let hate fill your hearts. It’s not good for children to carry that kind of feeling, okay?” Claire nodded, her voice soft. “We understand, Mum.” “Me too,” Noah and Emily echoed together. A small smile touched my lips. I reached out and ruffled their hair gently. “Good. That’s my strong little team.”

"Me?Is that what your parents want?you killing and destroying the whole world?why do you take satisfaction in terrorizing?" "He killed my dad ,why?for what?Dad didn't do anything wrong he was just trying to support us and those children" "You just keep showing me how damaged your heart is" "I hate you because you're a bitch,a bitch got it?get to work immediately I've a lot more important things to do than talk to a...bitch like you" <<<<<

This cannot continue any longer “He emphasized. Dad was rarely this strict with us; he must be really pissed this time. Neither George nor I moved an inch, Mom seeing the state of things spoke in our defense once again, facing Dad squarely Sounding heated, she argued, “What are you trying to say? They are young, there is nothing wrong in them dating and having relationships. It is pretty much normal for goodness sake. And there is nothing you can do about this. We will all sleep on it and decide what to do tomorrow. As for George, he is not too young to be in a relationship. Age is just a number for goodness sake. If he loves the girl in question, all he has to do his express his love for he

Henry didn’t say anything. “What’s wrong with our attitude? Aren’t we merely stating the facts?” Jenny asked. Henry’s father instantly gave Jenny a look and hinted at her to shut up. However, Jenny wouldn’t listen at all. “We’re not wrong… I refuse to apologize.” Henry’s father stayed silent. Henry’s mother frowned even deeper. “Honey… Look at them! They’re going way over the line!” “Alright… You go on upstairs. I’ll teach them both a lesson…” Henry’s father gently patted Henry’s mother on the shoulder…

Listening to them I gasped. What! Are their parents letting them watch anything on tv? On top of it, they cheer for every rubbish thing. I need to have a word with their parents. I was about to refuse but he said "I'm in," with a devilish smirk plastered to his face making the kids scream in more excitement. I'm not going to lose my first kiss to this jerk. "Stop it, kids," I said while looking at them with a horrified look.

He was the one who actually started the hate game before I was even born and me being the heartless and cold hearted that everybody said I was ,I really didn't give a shit about him, though the hate was directed only to him and not to his wife and children. This all started when my father first met with my mother.. Just because he wasn't rich before and only worked as a part-time cameraman ,occasionally when he was hired to shot a play on concert ,weddings and all that ,my mother's father took that as an insult that such a nobody wanted to marry his daughter..And the fact that my father was an American didn't help his case at all ,instead that stupid old man hated my father and vowed to neve

I couldn't live with that, I had to speak up, "No, no! Hate is a bad thing, you shouldn't hate your father." "Father?" They chuckled bitterly, "You're not good enough to father us." They turned to walk away, but I couldn't just allow them. I got out of my seat, carried both of them at once, and took them to the game room for a private talk. They didn't struggle to get out of my grip, they allowed me willingly and I knew they wanted me, but Hazel must have polluted their minds towards me, she must have told them all the bad things I did to her and must have given them a million reasons for them not to regard me as their Dad. It must be so hard for them.

"I don't understand, Sarah. Isn't this the same young boy that's always been on your neck? The one who caused the death of your son and took your family away from you? Shouldn't you be happy with what I have done? Why are you so angry, instead? This is the way of life. You take down any fucking body that stands in your way. " Sarah takes in several breaths to calm down her racing heart. "What the hell is wrong with you? Yes, I may hate that boy with all the bones in my body, but that doesn't mean I wanted you to take his life! It was nothing but a mere exaggeration when I mentioned killing him with my bare hands! Why the hell would I want to take a life? That boy might have caused so many mi

I answered him honestly. "You just said that because you can't see how beautiful and gorgeous you are! If those men saw you they will definitely absolutely fall for you in a heartbeat!" My mom said while she can't help her tears to fall. "Mom Dad promise no boys! I am serious and I don't want any distraction from my studies. Anyway Lila will be there too!" I said while to cheer them up. "Yeah at least we know your not alone there! You both are roommate right?" My dad asked me