To Hate Adam Connor Novels & Stories

As in what just happened? "The world owes you a great appreciation, and I will be able to fulfill what you want if you all allow us to work together and we will create a path of triumph by removing every hurdle that stands your way." Connor pledged without any concern in his tone at what the person sitting before him had done to his race. His heart is filled with hatred for his step-brother that he can't see Thorne as the wrong option. I swear with my life, I don't feel any drop of pity for his step-brother who has his hand stained with the blood of his people also.

He looked away immediately our eyes locked, to the irritation of Melanie. I could never tell the reason for their hatred towards me until the funeral three days ago. They hated me because I was Reuben Connor’s daughter, the legitimate heir of Thomas Connor. Madam Helen knew this and I only realized it in that plant house; they are covering their fears for me by feigning hatred. A hatred that I have come to love, to be honest, I am beginning to desire more of their hatred. Mariano walked into the room and threw a long stare at me before trudging to his seat.

I cared very little what people thought; in that instant, I wanted to kill Ophelia with my bare hands. “Nadine is not a whore like you; she is my mate and my future Luna,” Connor said sternly. “She was blessed with the good fortune of having four mates, and that is something you will never understand; you will never even imagine why you are such a horrendous person that the gods spared the man who was meant for you from having a shitty life by your side.” I looked at Connor in shock.

“I didn’t think you could stoop any lower, but you’ll just about do anything to save you own hide, won’t you?” “And you would frame anyone else to have Colton for yourself!” “That’s where you’re wrong,” I cut him off before he could spew any more bullshit. “I know for a fact that Adam Kennedy had only ever wanted one man in his life, and that’s an Omega. He considers me a friend, and I, him. You on the other hand…” Without letting him move, I stepped forward as fast as I could and drove a knee into his stomach. With a cry, Kellin fell to the ground.

He doesn’t hurt me anymore. She took a sip of wine. ‘He actually supports me now.’ She turned back to Zoe, searching her face. ‘Do you really care that much?’ she asked, lightly scoffing. But the words cut deep. Zoe flinched. She swallowed hard. ‘I cared. I always cared,’ she said ‘But your father...’ She didn’t finish the sentence. They both knew. Mr. Crystal Jones, had always been in the way – controlling, cold, and selfish. Not a father. Not a husband.

"Good. Now, move on to the next phrase of the plan." Nora hung up the call without giving the person a answer of certainty. She stood up, wiped off her tears and walked towards her briefcase. Then, she brought out a a file and tears it into pieces. Then, she threw the pieces out the window. Nora knew she had to obey her father. Nora's father was Sierra's uncle. Ben, Nora's father and Ken, Sierra's father were the sons of Carlos, the ruler of the enterprises.. He trained both his sons the dos and don'ts of business.

Adams called. “Be careful with your words. Do not throw away your future. “she advised in her usual motherly tone. “I will always love you my son. Make your choice wisely and do not let go of your love, you are capable of love sugar, Do not allow your father to kill your love at its young stage. “ I nodded in agreement. That was exactly the courage I needed to face my father. I will fight for this love. I will leave my hatred and pursue love instead.

I said. "Tolerate who?" My heart jumped as I heard the deep voice of the devil himself. How much did he hear? I hope all of it because I want him to know he was the thorn to my side. "I was just telling Jessica how much I want you to get mauled by a bear," I said nonchalantly. "Dayum Adams, that's harsh," Connor let out a hearty laugh. His green eyes sparkled. I see the appeal now. The bastard had an attractive laugh.

His mean words exposed the fragility of the relationship between Hilda and her family. "Do you think Connie really loves you? No! Just like Adrian, she only loves herself! Whoever gets in her way, she will kill that person, even if that person is her own kid! In her eyes, you are no more important than a pile of dust! Adrian should have been killed a long time ago. It serves him right that he's infertile! That woman had done everything she could to win his heart and acquired everything he desired for him!" The imposter growled, trying to vent his resentment before he were to die. Although he had lost his mind, his hatred was real.

“I was kept away from you. They didn’t tell me the truth. I would have been there if I had known!” “Liar!” Connie shouted, making people turn to look at us. “You’re not my dad. My dad is Mr Ivan Sinclair.” I felt Daniel’s eyes flick toward me, filled with pain, but I didn’t move. “Connie,” I said gently. “Listen to him.” “No. I hate him. I hate this.” He pushed his chair back and stood, his small fists clenched. The waitress came by, uncomfortable. Daniel quickly waved her off. He reached for Connie but the boy pulled back like he had touched fire.