Dragon's Sacrifice
She felt an impossible hatred for the parasite growing in her womb, nearly as much hatred as she felt for every man on the island. **ch. 3 - sacrifice** two weeks later, give or take, she woke with a certainty. today was the day she would die.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 136
The pain, the anger, the hatred. trying to ignore them would do no good. he had to let them flow. he had to feel them again. he had to live them again. it was the only way to find the right answer.
Playing God Part 7: No Matter The Cost
But this time, brutus redstone found strength in hatred. hatred so strong that it was given voice in his scream of rage. hatred so burning that it overpowered the agony of his broken body.
The legend of Tigersight Part II Power Overwhelming Chapter 9
This was a different kind of hatred entirely; this was the anger of a monster. a person worse than even the pharaoh himself, this was the anger of absolute destruction.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 44
Pity, anger, hatred? maybe the worst of all would be indifference.
In a pack part 13
Who look at him with pure hatred, things were about to go down. **end of chapter 13** **review and rate ^.^** **no flamers.**
The Road Of Life - Chapter 5
The day passed, the hatred spreading like a festering disease, i did take note that a good number seemed neutral in this newly started war, or seemed to be gathering on mine and andrew's side.
Tuesday spar
Then she started having fantasies about him after wrongly connecting the dots and her hatred grew even more. but after hearing about him saving itachi's life her rage almost disappeared and was replaced by sorrow.
Flesh and Scale Chapter 5 A Series of Fortunate Events
They turned to look at the group as well, returning the glares of hatred with full flame.
Beau - Prologue
hatred can be a horrible thing, even between father and son, but sometimes its just best to accept that hatred and move on, than dwell on things that cannot be fixed.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 83
_this is it_, he thought, looking out over a sea of black hatred, spewing forth from the cora's pass like the froth from the mouth of a rabid animal.
Anal Glands
Gulurr simply gave him a look of pure hatred, and the fox reluctantly extended his tongue.