The Universe Hates Me Novels & Stories

I am not mad that they are mad at me , I know that they have every right to be mad , because I have done nothing but disappoint them . This wasn’t the one that they planned for me and definitely not the one that I planned for myself , but it seems like the universe had its own way of doing this and that is the reason why I had to be here . I love my mom so much and I just wish that she will forgive me .

Never ending shivers are leaving my body. He removed his hands around me as I immediately got up. I closed my eyes as I let my tears out. I loathe myself for not being able to save myself. I hate how I got crushed like an ant in his presence. I detest myself more than him. I looked as him in resentment as i said in anger, "I hate your very existence!" I let out soft sob and began to leave as I heard him say, "I know that, No one loves me anyways"

he said, his jaw hard, “then they already have my mind. My memories. My secrets. They’ll know everything we know. Every hiding place, every plan. There’s only one way to stop it.” Her voice broke. “You can’t mean...” He looked at her with a kind of calm she had never seen before. “We end me before they can begin.” Evelyn stared at him, the firelight flickering across his face — the man she had loved, hated, lost, and found again. And now, she was going to have to choose between saving him or saving the world. The clone stepped back into the shadows, her voice echoing through the trees. “You can’t stop what’s already in motion. The Ghost was just the beginning. The next phase… is Genesis.”

Steve cursed inwardly, he had forgotten how stubborn how she was "As i said, I have a lot of issues with myself, am sorry that you have to bare with all that but I promise I won't cause you any pain anymore, I will be good to you from now on, I won't hurt you anymore" Daisy faced him looking at his face keenly "Then tell me one thing, why do you hate me so much, what did I ever do to you?" Her voice was breaking and though he wasn't looking at her, he knew she was crying

He was still consoling his scarred soul after leaving the wedding venue when he received a call from his father. He felt like the universe was against him and was mocking him for his helplessness. He was still furious, thinking about how he became a puppet with indignation inside him shimmering at each passing second. Hatred he had never felt before seeped through his veins, realizing he was being compelled to do things he would never even do in his nightmare. And all because of the woman standing before him, his now wife.

Ace kissed me on the cheek. “What I hate very much is a man who makes my feelings go haywire.” I mumbled to myself. This made me hate Ace even more. My body responded to him and I hated it. Like hell I’m going to step into that office again and let him be the boss of me. Never.

“Why did you bring me out here? “Stay away from him, you trust too easily. He replied. Ariel scoffed in disbelief. “I know you don't like me, but it has nothing to do with Jaques. I was having fun some moments before, stop trying to make my life miserable.” “Why would I want to make your life miserable? Your life is useless.” He replied to the distraught Ariel. She could feel her heart shatter in a million bits. His words had struck her soul. Ariel reminisced about the time she had spent at the orphanage, and how chaotic her life had been growing up. Tears pooled her eyes as all the painful memories flooded her mind. Maybe he was right after all, her life was pathetic. “Why do you hate me so

he uttered without much emotion. I groaned and looked at him, "Don't you see? This, what you're doing now, it's not helping. You say you hate her and you keep trying to pretend you're not hurt, trying to pretend you're over it but you're not. You're not over it and you don't hate your mom. Having to act the way you're acting now... it's killing you inside."

Whatever it is. I hate him. Okay, maybe hate is a strong word. My mother always says to never hate anyone, that it's a heavy word, like something equivalent to love in a harsh way. But if anyone is deserving of that word, it's him. Massimo Bianchi, the bane of my existence. The poison on my lips. The shadow in my dreams. My sweetest torment. The universe, or Massimo Bianchi in this case, isn't done with me just yet.

I've lived my life without his kind and I won't start changing my lifestyle now. I flung my phone to the couch and walked up the stairs to my room not caring that I might get a call later. This is sickening. All of these!...I hate my parents for making me go through this. I hate Blake. I hate him for everything that he's worth which is not saying much. I hate the world for even letting me be born. I hate having to deal with all my life's trouble on my own. I hate that I'm so insecure about everything. Like the universe is against me. I hate that I can't tell anyone about my life. Cause they'll leave. Like Fabrico just did. I wasn't even worth it.