Twisted Hate Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

PTSD. REVENGE. SCÀRS. SLÀPPING. STÀLKING. SOMNOPHILIA TORTŮRE. TOYS. VIOLENCE. *The author does not promote such practices and neither advices you to do so. If you think any of the above subjects could stress you and isn't for you, do not proceed, but if you think you can handle an Anti-hero like Jeremiah Sokolov, please be ready for the ride ahead. I hope by the end of this book, you'll fall in love with these characters.

He gave me choky look which made me raise my right brow. “You are a human that doesn’t understand what am I feeling. Don’t you get it? I don’t like you, your scent disgusts me. Why am I mated to a fucking human like you?” No words can describe what am I feeling right now after hearing those words. Mated? He is mated to me? I laugh jokingly hoping it was just a prank. “I Ralf Miles future alpha of moon night pack reject you, Sachiko Walter, as my mate” his words were like a sharp-edged dagger that penetrated my chest making me lose my breath at this moment. The pain is incomparable and I can’t explain why I am feeling like this.

The kind of hate that she is afraid of, The kind of Hate that could burn her alive, The kind of hate that she can’t face, The kind of hate that could snatch her everything, and it did. Right at that moment, one of them knew this hatred was going to change their fate in a way that none of them had ever expected. The hate had twisted their fate, before any one of them could fight for it.

Someone who stood with you through the hard shit without judgment. It must be nice, he thought, to have someone like that. Someone who doesn’t make you feel broken for being who you are. The realization unsettled him. His own strong, blanket hatred of “gay stuff” suddenly felt… dumb. Based on stupid stereotypes — men cocking their hips, giggling like girls, acting flamboyant. He hated that image. But sitting here listening to Alex’s real story… it didn’t match any of that. Doesn’t mean I’m gay though, he told himself fiercely. I’m not. I like girls. Emma was pretty. Chloe too. I’ve always liked girls.

Hot tears spilled over “I hate you Taurus! I hate my dad! He is the reason Rüya died, that I am alone with no mother!” Taurus just laughed. It was slow and satisfied, the kind of laugh that crawled under my skin and stayed there. “Yes,” he said softly, tilting his massive head. “There it is.” His eyes burned brighter, reflecting something ugly and familiar inside me. “Hate feels good, doesn’t it?” My chest tightened. He took a step closer, hooves cracking the stone beneath him, but he didn’t raise his weapon. “It’s warm and contagious,” he continued, with his voice smooth and coaxing. “Let it fuel you, lit up your path”

Unable to resist my curiosity, I hung back to listen. "This shouldn't take long. Another month or so and I'll get what I want from her and take the next available flight back home. I hate this fucking place anyway. I can barely fucking stand it." My blood ran cold at the sound of his voice, so unlike anything I had ever heard him say. For a minute there I wasn’t sure if it was really Noah I was hearing, or his evil twin. But that voice… it definitely was him. I stepped closer to his door, pressing my ear against it so I could listen a little better, my heart hammering so loud that I was afraid he'd hear it.

“You’re a sick, twisted controlling freak and I hope you die! You are never man enough to apologize forr the things you’ve done to me, the years of abuse, yet you always fucking hound me like I’m your possession! I hate you, I fucking hate you and if your death wouldn’t rip me into two separate halves right now, I would fucking kill you with my bare hands.” How could he do this to me? Why was he such a selfish pig? I could feel my head emptying, my knees going weak with longing as my soul craved for its mate. Every bad word I hurled at him affected me right in the center of my heart, cutting me as deep as it was cutting him. My body violently fought against my heart, wanting to throw itself

My own twisted cravings eclipsed any sense of reason or morality. "Too bad, you worthless piece of shit, you couldn't do a goddamn thing to save your sorry excuse for a family and friends after I spelled out my plans for them to you," I spat, my voice laced with venomous delight. "You'll soon hear the sweet symphony of their screams, echoing through these godforsaken cells. The cries of your brothers, your men... It's over, Santino, and you're gonna watch every fucking second of it."

There was no more reason for him to keep on living. He had lost everything, his job, his mum, his happiness, his revenge on the famous yet mysterious XD. **** “XD?” A voice called out subtle to the man who was drinking his cup of whiskey and also had a cigar in his hand. The man obviously in the shadows chuckled and spurn his chair around and looked at the intruder in front of him. “You got a death wish coming here to meet me in my own territory, you know that right?” XD replied as he puffed out the smoke from his mouth and exhaled watching it disperse in the wind.