The Hating Game Pdf Novels & Stories

"That pain had already killed me long before you came with those proofs. Now, all that remains is hatred that has seeped into my blood. Isn't that what you wanted from me? Don't you want me to hate them just as much as you hate them?" I looked up, challenging his courage to keep staring at me. Dominic still looked at me with suspicion, his eyes searching for lies in every inch of my face, in every blink of my eyes. He was looking for cracks in the mask I was wearing, but I would not give him any opening. I knew, just one wrong step, one unmeasured emotion, and this mask would shatter completely, and I did not know what would be left of me after that. Under his intense gaze, I realized that t

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

I flinched. "What? I never said I hated Layla." I argued, losing focus on these files. "You didn't need to. The fights. Banter. Show don't tell." "That was reciprocal." "Exactly. She hates you as well." "Why?" I asked, surprising myself. Another pause. "We can't like everyone, Big Brother. You know that." I ran my hands through my hair. I knew that. But Layla is different. It doesn't feel like hate at first sight. It's different.

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

He asked the prime minister. Prime Minister Jameson shook his head and walked towards Kenji’s desk. He put the envelope there and opened it. He then spread out the files on the table. Kenji got curious and teleported to the Prime Minister’s side. He scanned the files and then looked at the prime minister, “what are these?” Kenji asked. The Prime Minister looked at Kenji. “Your Highness, these are the profiles of your potential target. Please choose from them.” Prime Minister Jameson stated.

He's mad "Who are you controling me? We even not in a relationship." I can't believe this "Isn't it obvious? I like you a lot and we rarely spend time and you kept hanging out with your stupid bestfriend-" "What do you say?" That make me angry "Lia I'm-" "Don't!" I walked back and get back inside the gym and it's already starting. I walked to support Hailey and she's doing good. "Go Hailey Go Go." The game was so intense and Hyundog sit beside me looking at the game. Suddenly Christian appeared at the side of the court. Crossing his arms in front of his chest and he's looking at our class

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.

I hissed. His lips curled into a sneer. “And yet… you’re still talking to me.” I hated him. I hated everything about him. His face, his stupid hair, the calmness in his voice, the way he looked at me like I was a child throwing a tantrum. Like I didn’t matter. “You think this is a fucking game?” I spat. “I loved him, okay?! I fucking loved him! And you ruined it—you and your fucking brother—”

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"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." *****