Novel & Cerita He Hates It

I asked. “Hmm-hmm.” she replied. “I remember when you two disliked each other, and she wanted to reject you as her mate, or she rejected you.” Hahahaha… “She actually rejected me, but I told her I wasn’t going to accept her rejection. Do you know what she said?” I asked Amy. Amy leaned closer, smile on her face. “What did she say?” she asked. “She said she hated me. No, what was the word she used….? Ah! She despised me.” I said.

Hated it… and wanted more. ***

he held it with his two hands, horizontally, "Then I'm going to ask you questions." "Right so what's the use of the stick?" I asked, furrowing my brows. "See, if you piss me off, I'll hold the stick tight and the more you piss me off, I'll hold it tighter and tighter until it breaks." He explained, "And when it breaks then things won't be good for you, printsessa." (Princess) "You aren't even Russian." I mumbled, internally rolling my eyes. He smirked, "I see you've done your research. And yeah I know I'm not Russian but you see, they say I'm hot when I speak Russian."

I hope he LOVES it! * * *

Chris asked, tilting his head. I shook my head slowly. "No, I don’t hate them. I just… I just don’t like their guts." "And what’s the difference? You still hate them, right?" Aby pressed. "There’s a huge difference between hate and dislike, okay? I dislike them. That doesn’t mean I hate them. And seriously, I still wonder why everyone adores them. They cause trouble every single day!" I exclaimed. Chris shrugged. "Well, that’s their nature. They love causing trouble. Their day isn’t complete without it."

he says quietly. My heart stumbles. And I hate that it does.

“I hate the way you drive my car.” “I hate it when you stare.” “I hate your big, dumb combat boots.” “And the way you read my mind.” “I hate you so much; it makes me sick.” “It even makes me rhyme.” “I hate it; I hate the way you’re always right.” “I hate it when you lie.” “I hate it when you make me laugh,” “Even worse, when you make me cry.” “I hate it when you’re not around,” “And that you didn’t call.” “But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.”

He didn't like it. ***

That voice, the voice of the person I love the most. "She's the woman I hate the most of all people so why did she think I would like her? I don't like her. I'm so uncomfortable with what she's doing. When we're together? I hate it! So gross that I want to puke my stomach out!" Please stop ... Why is he saying this?

I hate this so much. Fvck him!