He Hates It の小説・ストーリー

I hate the smell of it… I hate everything about it, yes we all have points where we have defeats…but you know one thing I love about it? .. It's The fact That It's So Uncomfortable That Im Never Used to It… Never!!!!

"I hate you". Those were the only words that were constantly ringing in my head as I walked towards the café. My name is Rose and I've always been the pretty girl everyone wanted except this badass of a boy that does annoy me every time. I had promised myself that I wouldn't go back there, but here I was, standing outside the door. My heart was racing as I pushed it open and stepped inside. The smell of freshly brewed coffee hit my nose, and my eyes scanned the room, searching for the person I had been avoiding for the past few weeks.

“What does that mean?” “Nothing,” he chews. “Hate is subjective. It varies from person to person. Do you see me hating your brother the same way you think I hate you?” I shake my head. “But hate is hate, isn’t it?” “I want to hate-fuck you, I want to hate-kill your brother,” he shrugs. “See the difference, bambina.” My legs press together as I pretend to ignore his words. “That doesn’t answer my question.”

She hates this as much as I do. But hate won’t break this mate bond.

He's staring at me with so much hatred and vitriol in his eyes. I hate him too. A lot! ****

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

But I was stunned for a moment. I saw the tattoo on the side of his thigh. My name was written on it. And under my name there is a heart. Written on the heart. 'My Girl'. My eyes watered. "Kier…" "I love you, Fatima. I have always loved you. But I used to think that you couldn't love me because you hate me so much. I'm sorry." "Who wouldn't be angry with you? You insult me ​​every day for being obese."

I agreed. “How about I make something he hates and see how he reacts to it” I suggested again. “Not really my idea of revenge but it will put him in a tough position so yes” She explained. “Is there anything he hates?” I asked. “Lucian hates cake” She announced. “What?” I said laughing. Rip laughed too. “Exactly my reaction whenever I remember. Who does not love cake!” She screamed. “Why will he not love cake. I love cake. Do you love cake?”

He has never seen her laugh like that before. The sound of the laughter was the last stroke that broke the camel's back. He went back in to his room with anger and wore his garment. Someone has to stop Alaric and that person was him.

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.