Hateful Heart

Hateful Heart

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They say that hate is almost as powerful as love. Almost. They also say that Hades is someone you don't want to mess with. Well, that's what they told me. But how can you avoid someone when he is looking for revenge and you don't let anyone walk over you. It's simple, you can't. So I might as well play his game with him. And I definitely play to win. ------- ''Ever heard of personal space?'' I say while I try to push him backward. He grabbed my wrists and pushes them beside me against the lockers. He still didn't say a word. ''Ah, I guess you liked my gift,'' I said with an evil smile. ''You did a very stupid thing yesterday. I don't know if you're brave or just stupid'' His eyes are never leaving mine. ''Well, I think we're even now,'' I said with a fake sweet smile. His face comes closer to mine till I can feel his breath on my skin. ''I can ruin your life and I will if I want to. So a smart girl would know to back off.'' ''But who says I'm smart?'' ''Then you will have to deal with the consequences.'' ------ 17-year-old Alex is new at Greenwood High and a senior. After she also lost her dad she is forced to live with her uncle. Alex is someone who doesn't let anyone walk over her. Not anymore. Her dangerous past is something she rather wanted to forget. She discovers secrets that would rather stay hidden. Who can she trust? And can she forgive those who have or will hurt her? Hades is the boy who has it all. Girls, the looks, money, popularity, but most importantly, power. People fear him. They know not to mess with him or you'll get burned into the ground. They say that behind every bad boy is a boy with a big heart. But Hades is only blinded by hate. He wanted to make them pay. --- through all those games, secrets, lies, and betrayal is there more at stake than just their pride? Or is it also their hearts they can lose? After all, love can conquer every hateful heart...right? Warning: Mature Content, Read at own risk!
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[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

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