Unadulterated Loathing Novels & Stories

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

A Lokey in all his ways, he would be serving life in prison or long executed if all his crimes surfaced. “Well, a princess who is an heir to their throne is exempt from any punishment. How do you explain her ability to handle wild animals the way she does if she is not a witch? In fact, they are all witches in that tribe. Maxwell and I were crazy in love and he completely changed at a snap of a finger. I can feel his hatred when our eyes meet. How can he love me one moment and hate me the very next? That can only be witchcraft!” Lady Mary shouted angrily, her tears still streaming down.

Sophia lost more than ten rounds in a row because she did not know how to play. Henry drank all the punishment shots in front of her without any sign of annoyance. Watching him, Yvette got up quietly and went to the restroom. After washing her hands, she was about to return when a familiar voice came from the hallway. “Babe, do you know? The first time I saw you, I fell for you instantly. But you were always so cold to me. I thought you only saw me as a friend, so I never dared to confess. I could only stay by your side. Year after year, I realized that loving someone can make you anxious and unsure of yourself…”

“Lara, listen to me—” He closed the distance between us in two strides and grabbed my arms, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were glassy, tortured, but his voice came out low and fierce. “I do feel it. Every single damn day.” My breath hitched. His words were a dagger and a balm all at once. “Then why?” I cried, my voice breaking. “Why are you doing this to me?” “Because loving you is wrong,” he said, almost choking on the words. “And if I let myself keep you, I’ll destroy your life. You’ll hate me for it one day.”

HADES The woman looks at me with pity in her eyes, and it makes my skin crawl. I don’t want her pity. Is it a crime not to know how to tie a damn tie? I’ve already got a pounding headache from everything this morning—being uprooted from my old life, shoved into this pretentious school, and now this? A tie? As if the uniform isn’t suffocating enough. Walking through the hallways earlier, surrounded by kids in designer everything, made me feel like an

I spoke rather causally. "Wherever you go I will go Isabella. I will forever love you until the ends of this earth." Hearing his words I swiftly turned around. "Love?" I murmured as he tightly held me to his chest while gazing down at me. "The bond which you and I share is equivocally nothing less than pure love. That's what happens when two mates meet. They instantly fall in love at first sight. Making it hard to resist each other. That's why you felt drawn to me. Manipulating your dreams before was the only way I could curve my insatiable needs for you without going mad. Once again I apologize." His sultry voice and body on mine providing me with an exhilarating feeling.

damn girl you do make a great friend Lee. I laughed and followed him to the room. He stopped and said if we are doing this as friends then we are not playing a guessing game. He pulled a box from under his bed and he said these are all the things I like pick what you want. He took off his shirt Layn was one of those cute polo looking men blonde hair muscular green eyes. He had a tattoo on his side, I smiled and said what’s the tattoo. He gave me a serious look and said how you don’t talk about your life we don’t talk about this. I smiled and said noted I was fine not sharing. He went on to say I don’t like biting or nipple pinching. He made eye contact and then said ass play either. I looke

I don't believe in marriage and love, or whatever nonsense this world invented. Because if love was real, married couples wouldn't separate, like what Adam and I are planning to do eventually. If love was true, there wouldn't be parentless children in orphanages. If love was real, men wouldn't seek other women even if they were married, like Crisanto - oh yeah, he's my biological father - ever since high school I stopped calling him Dad, why bother? He never loved me or my Mom. I don't know if he loved my mom or if he just stayed for the money.

"I will crawl inside your mind, your body, your soul, until you crave nothing else but my touch. I'II ruin you kitten, no other man would want you after I'm done." I swallowed hard. For some weird reasons I couldn't breathe anymore. What did he mean by he'll ruin me? And what was that electricity dancing round every inch of my body? Good lord. Don't tell me it was desire. It had to be hatred. Yes it was hatred, pure undiluted hatred.

But her voice sounded weak, desperate, even to her own ears. Adrian’s face twisted with disgust. He stood up, facing Ria. His eyes were cold, like he didn’t even know her. “You’re malicious, Ria,” he said. “I didn't know you were this cruel, I thought you had some decency, but this? Attacking her when she’s already hurt? I hate this side of you.” He paused, his voice dropping to a cruel whisper. “No matter what you do, I’ll never love you.”