U Can Hate Me Now Novels & Stories

everyone hates me…everyone hates me…everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me. I clean myself up and walk back to my office, I’m tired of living this life. My father hated me, my mother hated me, aunt Clara tolerates me, my employees despise me, the rest of my family couldn’t care less about me, I have no friends or comrades, I’m alone so alone.

He too stared at the wallet. I immediately closed the violet and put it in my purse and quietly looked outside the door. "You can laugh if you want, otherwise when you are with me either you behave like a dead person or you scream, cry or keep hitting me nothing else, well I can feel that you hate me so much! Huh? but baby I'm fucking enjoy it! Hatred makes me happy, gives me satisfaction. Which I can not Express in those words. I feel so happy when people hate me, cursing me it gaves new energy in my body.

Every read and every vote means the world to me. All of my stories on GoodNovel (as of July 2026): * Hate You as Much as I Love You (Completed) * The Royal Academy (Ongoing) * Vengeful Vows (Ongoing) See you in my next story. ❤️ ~Makkhika

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

It’s not an act anymore, I hate Alaric Wealth, and I mean this in the most disrespectful and cruel way, ever! Well, that's the thing about my little life. Ordinary until it isn't. One minute I'm playing Candy Crush and balancing it with a cup of coffee, next minute there's a pile of documents for me to deal with, and the craziest of all is Ric's ever-ready snide remarks and ever-ready comebacks.

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.

“Aw, dad, I understand Julian had bruised your ego so greatly after sleeping with the love of your life and getting your daughter pregnant." Mr. Parker bristled in anger. “SANDRA!" She smirked. “Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred... hatred cradles you.”

“H-He hates me mom… I got rejected. What should I do now? I’m so in pain.”

“You really hate me, don’t you?” I laugh, the sound bitter and empty. “Are you just getting the message now? I hated you before I even knew your name. The moment I learned about your club, I hated you. Nothing changes that. You repulse me.” His eyes widen in shock, just for a second, but I don’t care. He needs to understand—I want nothing to do with him. He’s done enough damage, and I refuse to let him drag me down further. I need him gone, and I need him gone now.

"I know you are not fine. You are traumatized." "No, I am not! And I know who you are, Logan! I don't want to be here and I don't want to see your face. I hate you!" she is yelling now. I know she hated me before but we have been getting along well before all this. Why are we backsliding now? She puts her legs out of the sheets and steps on the ground. She tries to get up but I hold her hand. "Where are you going?" I ask.