The Hating Game Spice Level Novels & Stories

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

"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." *****

Astell looked at his daughter. The spice had a distinctive aroma along with its bitter taste. It cleanses the mouth, but usually people don’t like this scent. However, Astell knew that Harriet loves this. Most could eat what was placed in front of them, but the young Nadia had a slightly different way of eating. Oddly, the kid loves to eat special spices. Harriet cut the mean into large pieces and put it in her mouth with plenty of spice on top. She chewed the meat and swallowed it with ecstatic look on her face.

"Why would she? What did you do?" "She hates me. Just like everyone else in the Blue Blood pack. She is carrying a generational hatred and she is very determined to stand by it," I tell him. I pick up my jacket and throw it on. I pick up a Paul Newman's Rolex Daytona watch and put it on my wrist. Jordan watches me curiously. "She's of the Blue Blood pack? This is gonna be difficult." He scratches his neatly combed hair. Kate is quite the woman. "She promised not to make this difficult and swore never to be mine. So I just have to wait until the mate bond instincts disappear and the attraction stops," I tell him.

He said. Nx a new and highly addictive drug ten times more expensive than cocaine. " Done" i said and he nods. " Good girl i will send you the location of the shipment and in the meantime my organization's at your disposal" he said. I nod before i turned to leave He called out to me. " Счастливая ночь охоты Ворон" *Happy hunting knight Raven" he said. I nod before i left. Hades pov I leaned back with a sigh after she left messaging my temples. " Are you sure you can trust her" i heard the viper asked as she walked inside the room to stand at my side.

He was not one to be manipulated. Nevertheless, I asked her the question, gently trailing my hands over her freshly weaved dark hair “Why are you crying?” “You are the one who made me cry. I hate you Marie” came the tearful response. There was less fire in her tone but the words were definitely saying her heart, her tears must have drained her of her energy. I thought shaking my head in fake pity. “The feeling is mutual dear. I hate you too” I deadpanned. Her dark eyes glared at me this time, chest heaving, she pulled herself to a standing position. I did the same, straightening my skirt

"They started seeing each other at a young age. Her father has helped Mr. Grayson with his business over the years. They've been together for a while. And she is fond of him, that’s why— I picked up an aged bottle without hesitation. My mother loved wine—used to send me to fetch it for her when she drank too much. "She hates me too," I said quietly, grabbing the glasses, finishing off for Rolly “Because Asher hates me." Rolly didn't argue. That silence told me everything. When we returned to the hall, the tray felt heavier than it should've. Jennifer sat practically on Asher's lap, her fingers tracing his jaw, claiming him openly.

She hated and was annoyed at his possessiveness. The day was too bright and sunny, contrasting perfectly with her mood and the light drizzle of the morning. Gwen hated how beautiful the sky was, how perfect the trees looked, and most of all, she hated the applause from the people as they so easily accepted the news of her engagement to the king. She loathed Alexander for doing as he pleased and making her heart beat with such fervour.

She turned to the camera. "So we heard from Miss Crystal Miller and Mr. Zidane Watson. Mr. Xander Blake cheated on his wife then divorced her. He began a relationship with Miss Crystal and eventually betrayed her for his ex-wife. What a cunning man he's. He doesn't have any morals. And Miss Ariadne Miller killed her own sister's child. How cruel!" Ariadne turned off the television, unable to take it any longer. ..... "Their game is over. We have destroyed their reputation. They will never be able to show their faces to the public again. Haha." Crystal stated, leaning into her office chair.

Now those same eyes stared back at him with hellish hatred, and the crumbs of the old part of him desired to peel off each layer of her resolve and get to the core point of the depth of that hatred. How far could her hatred go? Would she still glare at him like that if he was thrusting into her the exact way she always craved? “Spacing out in the middle of conversations has to be your kink, you loser.” She hissed, tugging at the ropes tied to her wrist, only for her muscles to stiffen when she saw it.