Why Do You Hate Me Jonaxx Novels & Stories

He facepalmed himself "Which one?" James laughed. "What the hell is wrong with you. You sick son of a bitch." Damen frustratingly said and hit his shoulder. “Ow… that hurts,” James said while holding his shoulder. “Good. It should.” “But think about what I told you.” He smirked again. “Okay. Master James.” He brought his hands together and bowed in front of him.

"And you know that better than anyone." I said nothing. I didn't want to. My throat felt like it was full of something hot and unspoken, and if I started pulling at any of it I wasn't sure what would come out first — the anger at him, the anger at myself, or the other thing underneath both of those that I didn't have a name for yet. "I have more than a handful of reasons to hate him," Jaxon continued. His arms tightened slightly around me, almost like a reflex. "You know that too."

“He doesn’t like being touched.” Jonah looks confused. “Since when?” “Since always,” Liam snaps. I yank my arm from Jonah gently. “I can speak for myself.” Liam’s jaw works, but he steps back. Jonah leans close and says, “Is he always like this?” “Only with me,” I say. Liam hears it. I know he does. His eyes flare with something like hurt, quickly replaced by anger. “I’m not doing this tonight,” Liam says. “Not with him.”

“Let me help you to your room. We can talk about this when you’re sober.” “Don’t want your help,” he said, pushing my hand away with more force than necessary. “Don’t want you acting like you care when tomorrow you’ll be back to hating me for trying to keep you safe.” “I don’t hate you,” I said, my voice cracking. “Jaxon, I don’t—” “Yes, you do,” he interrupted, stumbling backward. “You hate me for being like your father. You hate me for not being Maddox. You hate me for giving a damn whether you live or die.”

And then, as if deciding I’m not the one to argue with right now, he nods. “Right.” He turns on his heel, but before he walks off, he stops and looks back at me, his voice low, almost soft. “Thank you.” I don’t know what for, but I nod anyway. “Just… do what you gotta do.” He leaves, and Jaxon moves closer, his hand sliding down my arm. “He hates me, Nina.” I look up at him, searching his eyes, trying to figure out where this is coming from. “Jaxon... you’re my ex. Of course he’s pissed, but he’ll come around.”

I expect him to start stomping his feet at any moment. “Will you shut up about your fucking house?” Kyson says. “Johnathan hates all Alphas. He’s doing it to get under your skin.” I’ve heard enough. “I don’t hate all Alphas,” I say from my perch. "Just ones like you."

Enjoying the show. "I hate you, Jaxx," I hissed into the empty room, my nails digging into my palms until I felt the sting of broken skin. The pain was welcome, something real to focus on. "I hate you so much for making me feel safe again. For making me believe I could trust someone. For making me hope."

“Shut up.” “You’re out of your depth. You’re not thinking straight. This isn’t about power anymore, it’s about your pride.” He grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to meet his eyes. “What do you know about pride, huh? You think Jaxon’s some knight in shining armor? He’s worse than me. At least I don’t pretend.” “Then why do you hate him so much?” she shot back. “Because he’s better at this game than you? Or because deep down you wish you were him?”

He was deeply hurt. “ Because of you, I…I hated my Phoenix and rejected her the first time I found out she was a stripper. I kept on insulting, hurting, and belittling her every fucking day for something she didn’t even have a hand in. And despite everything she did, despite how far she went to protect me, I still hated her and it’s all because of the hate you cultivated inside me! “ Phoenix couldn’t hold back her tears anymore and she let them fall freely. So Axion hated her because of this?

Only Jonas showed a look of contempt as he said disdainfully, “Pfft, you are all exaggerating. You’re all really addicted to being lackeys! You only know how to flatter people brainlessly!” Hank was unhappy and replied immediately, “That’s still better than you! You only know how to hate on people brainlessly!” “I’m just stating the facts!” “Stating the facts?” Hank sneered. “I think you’re just stubborn. If you have the ability, don’t eat it even if you were to die of thirst. I actually think that's still not cruel enough for you!” Jonas had a disdainful expression as he said, “Pfft, I don’t care.”