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Fuel Season 3: Episode 11 – Rivals and Crushes

As his personal life comes to life in the public light, JVZ looks to his zen for guidance.

15th of November – Season 3 "Juan, where are we going?" Juan can Zonder looked at his companion The eighteen-year-old Teresa Koek had a worried look on her face but he knew that there was an excitement building in her as he led her up the mountain. "You'll see." "When you asked me out on a date, I didn't think it would involve hiking up a mountain. Are you always this physical?" When JVZ smiled at her question, she blushe...

Pop! Pop! Pop! She flung herself off her bed, hitting the ground with a thump! Two black furballs became airborne, startled by their human's sudden movement. Thankfully, cats always landed on their feet. Her pounding heartbeat annoyed her as she struggled to listen for more pops. As a further upset, her constant companion, Anxiety, screamed, "You're gonna die! You're gonna die, woman!"  Becoming one with the carpet, she l...

An Open Letter: Arte's Thoughts

I'm just a visitor, but even I can see what's wrong here.

Dear Humans, You're all so weird! Sorry, let me start that again. I've been on your planet for 35 years. I've witnessed some things that I wouldn't want anyone else to, yet people do. I've seen the world through the eyes of a baby, growing up to become an infant, child, teenager, and finally adult. When I was a baby, things were simple: Cry for attention, sleep most of the time, play for a bit. This pattern continued unti...

Europa

Laughed at the Corporal

End of another warm summer. Puffs of cotton clouds. Warm breezes off the Channel. Cow bells clanging. Peace.   Dark clouds forming. Fear and Hate reclaimed. Stars sown. Synagogues lit the night. Still people went quiet. Fear.    Demi Gods spoke. "One cannot shoot with butter, But with guns." Swords rattled. Jack boots echoed. Hate.     Neighbors tired. Turned a blind eye. Bleed white. Twenty short years ago. Laughed at th...

Realization

Every soul is living a life as vivid and as complex as my own.

  There is an infinitesimal line between love and hate.Sacred dreaming, and restless sleeping.The kinds of things that keep you thinking.First hint of day glows through the blind or window shade.When eyelids open, they again open to this world of hostilities.  Sometimes this never-ending place, filled with tragedy......makes anyone want to die in the battle.Walking outside, I light another cigarette.I replay my life and e...

My Christmas Stocking

My annual contribution…is a Christmas stocking a good metaphor for an ex wife?

All last year you griped and moanedwhile I would hide or just get stonedto make it through your constant shrill henpecking.Then you finally sneaked awaythe morning after Christmas dayand drained the funds we had in our joint checking.After you had packed your junkand ran away with that young punkI was awash with conflicting emotions.Sometimes I longed for your returnsometimes I prayed that you would burnI vacillated twixt...

Anonymous

Unknown Feelings

Sitting here in the dark.

Missing you,Needing you,Wanting you,Knowing I cant have you,Which causes me to want you more,We were there for each other,Through it all,Deaths,Injuries,Tears,We had each other at our highest moments,And tried to at our lowest,We have hurt each other,In more ways than one,But because of our own needs, we keep doing it,Never giving the other the time to heal,Never thinking of ourselves,But putting ourselves first,Do we des...

I Wake Up And I Weep

My nightmares knocking at the door

I wake up in the nightI wonder if you know?If you looked into my eyesWould my fear still show? I can't look into your eyesThey haunt my sleepI relive all the pleasure you tookIn making me feel cheap The things you didI can never escapeThat you took pleasure in itI've known true hate Disguised as loveEven after all these yearsI wake up screamingReliving those fears I'm shaken and cryingOn my kitchen floorDesperate to stay...

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It's been a while now,For many moons, I've thought of you,But time is an ever changing tide,Washing away my memories, my sorrows, my vivid dreams.I try not to think much.Let me be.Dumbed down.Fitting around.But the worst days are when I do,When I think of you.The days I cry myself to bed,The days I think of you until all the emotion is dead.I think of you, and all the slipped moments that pass like trains,Of all the momen...

First Wound

A peek inside my head...

“I will gladly endure pain after pain after pain if it means being happy in the end. Unless of course, it kills me, in which case I have not earned that happiness.” “That’s the definition of insanity you know.”“We’ve already established that I’m insane.” This was taken from a recent conversation I had with my best friend, who is going through a breakup with her boyfriend of 3 months. I’m…in the same situation as her, hear...

Chapter 1: Why can't I be normal?

A curse lays in each child born in the Misluck blood line.

In the darkness of the night, a young child's voice could be heard. He was whimpering softly to himself behind an old wooden door. Endless tears stained his black and blue cheeks, soaking through his once-favorite Sticker Man sheets. He gripped the soft, plush material, piercing the flesh of the mattress with his nails as the screams he bottled up for so long, running past his lips with their venom began to seep through h...

Anonymous

Another Drag

Just letting you know how i felt

“Finally, it's Friday man,” exclaims Nora as she passes the cigarette to me. We stood outside the Salstone bar which is brimming with young people. Earlier Nora asked me why we drove this far? To that, I just mentioned it’s just for a change. She was worried that she might not get a signal on her phone which recently became her essential part of her family. “Oh yes. I so need booze, want to join?” I asked her knowing the...

Yes the truth is I'm torn I got a chance to make  Make it better than ever  You're stuck in a loop Wearing smile of disgrace It's happiness you fake You're with him but miss me Say words so divine Say we'll make it together When we start it's not the time Where do I go from here What if things change  What would you say Truth is I look deep inside Hope that my fears are lies I fear you'll stay  never come my way I wanna s...

Cricket Lone Wolf Part 34

Marcia clashes with Franci before summer school ends.

Marcia had a sinking feeling as she left the headmaster's office. She knew that the prank against Daria was not the end of the rivalry between Franci and her. There would be at least one more showdown between the girls, only one would emerge victoriously , and the other would fade into obscurity. Marcia knew that she might have help from her spirit friends to take care of Franci, but the confrontation must occur in privat...

Cricket Lone Wolf Part 33

Daria gets pranked and Polina survived the poison.

Polina woke in an unfamiliar place with small lights and a few empty beds. The headmaster sat next to her bed dozing quietly with one of his hands resting on her blanket. She sat up abruptly and woke the man startlingly. "Welcome back Polina, how are you feeling. Glad to see you are healthy again," Gustaf told her. "Uhm, what happened, all I remember is eating dinner. Now I am here in what is the medical section. It seems...