Why Do You Hate Me Jonaxx Novels & Stories

"Do you... do you still hate me?" I walked to the bar and poured myself a glass of ice water. "When I first saw the photos of you and Bianca hooking up on that yacht, yes, I hated you." I held my glass, completely calm. "Now? I don't. To hate you, I'd have to feel something for you first. And I feel nothing." At those words, the light in Jax's eyes died, inch by inch. He closed his eyes in agony. His tall frame slumped onto the sofa like all his strength had been drained.

"A human like you wouldn't understand!" "I understand!" said Jonea. "I understand how you feel. I think I know how you're feeling right now, Axel. Maybe it's not the same, but I also feel that feeling of hate and awe. At first, I didn't know what that feeling was. No matter how hard I hate it, deep down in my heart, I really want it."

"Better..." Julian blinked again when she smiled beautifully then he looked away, shaking his head as he did so. He realized he was starving hungry but unable to eat. With her, he was always hot, cold, forever horny, full of hope and enthusiasm, with momentary depressions that wipe him out. He sighed again, what the hell. Before Sandra can say anything, he asked. "Why do you hate your mother?" Sandra unaffectedly answered, she smiled. "Hate is an understatement."

“No woman has ever been pregnant with my child before, and I can’t even begin to explain how that makes me feel. It’s the best thing in the world. I’ll finally have someone to carry on my name, to inherit everything I’ve worked for. And when my family comes back from their so-called vacation, they’ll have no choice but to accept you—especially my mom. She’s always wanted a grandchild. She wanted Sasha to carry my child, but there’s no way I was ever going to have a baby with that loose girl.” I was taken aback. Sasha was beautiful, wealthy, and well-respected. It didn’t make sense to me, so I decided to ask. “Why do you hate Sasha? She’s gorgeous, wealthy, and seems like a good match for you

Instead, she looked at him with a mix of guilt and longing, aware that she had hurt him deeply in the past. Nova took a step closer to Austin, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know I hurt you, and you have every right to hate me." Her words hung in the air, a mixture of regret and longing. Austin's response was swift. "I don't hate you; I hate your husband." His words were laced with venom, and Nova's eyes locked onto his, filled with a deep understanding.

The stupidly, arrogant bastard. I got my test results back and as expected, I’d failed the test. Now, I have no other choice than to work extra hard to not fail this course. How convenient. My day was going way smoother than I had expected. It had all been roses and sunshine since I stepped out of the house this morning. ~~~~~ “I hate him, I hate every inch of him and now I’m dealing with this predicament because of him!” I grumbled under my breath as I walked into the house and slammed the door shut behind me.

Her cheeks turned red in embarrassment at almost grimacing she picked up the tissue from my hand and walked away but not before glaring at me murderously. "Whoa you are not totally the innocent person I thought you to be. You can be so mean too. Wow!" Xavier said as he looked at me amused and I blushed. "Hahaa! I just....I just hate the idea of anyone else having you." I told him my insecurities. "Baby girl you—wait are you jealous?" He asked grinning and I scoffed. "Sodium hydride." I said and he looked at me like he is talking to a weirdo.

Knox's eyes narrowed and I laughed bitterly, tears sliding freely down my face now. "I hate you," I whispered. "I hate you so much," Then louder. "I hate this school. I hate all the stupid pack rules that started all this. I hate my family for what they did yours." My voice broke violently. "I hate myself for believing you." Knox stared at me silently. "And I hate Eric," I choked out suddenly. "Goddess! I hate him for what he did to me too." Those words seemed to genuinely catch Knox off guard and his expression flickered slightly but then his face hardened again.

Amelia's POV After Kayla stepped away, Jaxon turned his attention back to me. "What's the deal between you two?", he asked. I shrugged, "She hates me. I hate her", I answered. "I don't see you hating anyone", he frowned. "And, I don't see you as a mechanic", I countered. "Shh, keep your voice down. I don't need anyone to know that", he smirked, making me chuckle.

They each went they were told. It was just Jaxson and I and I was so uncomfortable. I still wasn’t sure what to say to him. “Just act like you actually like me and we will get through this easily. You can go back to hating me after.” Jaxson said bluntly. We were walking around the tables, taking a look at the bids. “I don’t hate you, not even a little. I just didn’t want you to mate with me because of pity. I want you to want me.” I whispered. This was not the time and place to have this conversation. Jaxson opened his mouth to respond but someone got on the microphone.