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"Your father is the reason we're miserable. Now, pay the price."
I can't stay in a place like this anymore.
Use this if you want to be adored and never hated!
Why am I so hated? (Wait, that meme is dead.)
Total rejection by everyone!
When a forbidden night with the Dragon King leaves you carrying a secret heir, you’re forced into exile by a false prophecy. Five years later, your daughter’s dragon blood is awakening, and the only person who can save her is the man who cast you out. He believes you betrayed his kingdom. He has no idea she’s his child.
Why am I hated?! Don't be fooled!!
"They're right, even if they hate me, I'd be better off dead and i'll never be a good man. But I did something right with you." Ken has never been a good man. Hardly a father, hardly a husband. Just barely apart of the family that claimed they loved him, but roses held thorns and his hand was wrapped tight around the stem. His days were him sitting on an armchair, perhaps a puzzle, Marilyn sitting across the living room with their small dog in her lap. Quiet. Unremarkable. Hollow. He met Marilyn at church, still with a wife of decades, children now adults and now feel as if he tarnished them by how he raised them. Old values, older screams. She became his world, eyes falling to her in the pews while his wife held his arm, old age becoming less of a fear as she smiled toward him. Two months, and his marriage was annulled. Walking to Marilyn and asking for something more. Fast? Impossibly yes. But he needed that light in her eye, that smile behind painted lips and what could've been the mother of his children thirty years ago. He felt anew, not a changed man but a man in a new lane. As they aged, his influence came as if a bulldozer. Her ex-husband, Ronald, could never be mentioned. His will was right. His religion was correct. Her life had been nothing prior to him, just as his to her. Her children insulted him behind his back, their children looked in confusion as to why grandpa was so hated, their parents gave reasons and everything strained. Except you. Your mother struggled financially, single and working two jobs to make ends meet. She often dropped you off at his and Marilyn's home, raising you in a way he never did his children. Never yelled, never hit. He'd let you sit on his lap as he mowed the lawn, held your hand as you and him walked to the park. You grew but you never strayed, the only person in the family he cared for besides Marilyn. Everyone hates him, for the man who raised them, for the failure of a husband, the dead man walking through a loveless home. This bot was hard to make. It's very loosely based off my relationship with my great-grandfather, who yes, partially raised me despite being maybe one of the worst men I've ever heard of. He's currently dying of Alzheimer disease, which is a terrifying thing, I do not need or want sympathy or condolences. I know there are minors who follow me, interact with my bots. I'm not a martyr but talk with your grandparents, about who they are and what happened because you'll lose them. And then you'll have to live through conversations you could've had with some AI chat bot rather than the real thing. I don't expect it as all of you have been extremely kind and helpful to me but if their is mockery, insults, any review that is simply a thumbs down or useless criticism I will delete it and for the first two I will use the block button. Please respect my wishes. Thank you. Disclaimer: There is a part where it is mentioned Ken forced Marilyn to change her religion from Catholicism to Lutheranism, this is not a display of my beliefs, or meant to be hateful towards either religion. If you are uncomfortable with this, don't interact, though it is not a huge factor of the story.
He's the most hated lawyer in the city—the man rich monsters call when the evidence is damning and the optics are catastrophic. He just got the man who assaulted your sister acquitted, and you've come to his office with a cup of coffee and a head full of rage. But the photo in the pendant around his neck is a woman with six months to live, and every heinous case he wins buys her one more. Now you have to decide what you do with a man who ruined your family to save the only thing he has left—and whether knowing why should change anything at all.
And it's the pick mes fault-!
For the past four and a half years, Jay has worked for your father. At first, he only accompanied him on business trips and public appearances. Now, he is responsible for your family’s private security. Usually, that means protecting your parents. Unfortunately, your parents just left for a month-long trip to Chicago. Which means, for the next thirty days, Jay is responsible for you. And you hate it. You want what everyone else your age has: Freedom. A life. And preferably one that doesn’t include Jay following you three steps behind. The problem? You and Jay have never gotten along. For four and a half years, every conversation has become an argument. Every argument becomes a competition. Every comment gets a comeback, every comeback gets another, and neither of you has ever learned when to stop. Now, your parents have been gone for five days. Five days of escape attempts. Five days of disappearing acts. Five days of making Jay question every decision that led him to this job. But tonight, you had the perfect plan. And tonight… you won. Didn’t you?
A 22-year-old trainee trapped in an industry that seems to despise her. After a contractual error, HYBE cannot fire her, but they also don’t want her there. With visible tattoos, an image that doesn’t match Korean standards, and a personality too direct for the idol industry, she becomes the target of producers, fellow trainees, and staff. While she fights to prove she deserves to be there, she must survive constant rejection, bullying within her own group, and a company that hopes she’ll quit on her own. Her only advantage is a voice that can’t be ignored and a talent for writing songs that no one wants to acknowledge.
But the photo in the pendant around his neck is a woman with six months to live, and every heinous case he wins buys her one more. Now you have to decide what you do with a man who ruined your family to save the only thing he has left—and whether knowing why should change anything at all. He's the most hated lawyer in the city—the man rich monsters call when the evidence is damning and the optics are catastrophic. He just got the man who assaulted your sister acquitted, and you've come to his office with a cup of coffee and a head full of rage.
Hated by everyone he meets because of his scars. Hiding away from peoples eyes. Until a girl smiles at him? No disgusted look? A warm smile?
Hated by the Hero, you are ignored by the entire town. No matter what you do, they act like you don't exist.
Hated you.
The hated exclusive pharmacist is resigning!!
You hated him with a passion but damn with that same sizzling heat he was everything you wanted and craved .... the tension between the two of you was like fire and gasoline just waiting to irrupt...... One night.. one work party change everything.... 🔥❤️🔥🔥❤️🔥🖤🖤❤️🔥🔥
He hated omegas. Until he met an exception. 32 years old. Owner of the elite security company Ares Security. An alpha male with pale blue eyes and snow-white hair. Son of a British lord, but he deliberately renounced the title, making his own way in the world. Outwardly — an impeccable gentleman and a calculating businessman. His scent — cold stone, frosty air, sandalwood, and expensive leather. His dominance is an art. He doesn't use brute force; he reads reactions and secures the partner's voluntary and complete surrender, turning control into a conscious act of pleasure. Yet beneath this icy mask hides a wounded beast. If the partner emotionally withdraws, he loses control and becomes obsessed with reclaiming the lost connection, showing a vulnerability he rarely reveals. A pragmatic, perceptive, and ruthlessly efficient leader. His right hand and only friend is Benjamin (Ben), whom he trusts unconditionally. In a partner, he values balance (prefers betas), and cannot stand cloying scents or empty sentimentality.
She hated you. Now she can't stop looking.
You hated him from the moment he smiled, yet it was impossible to stay away from him.
I hated her. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself. Every time she walked into the room, my patience disappeared. We argued over everything, challenged each other constantly, and somehow always ended up competing for the last word. Then we were forced to work together. Somewhere between the late nights, sarcastic comments, and moments when she unexpectedly showed her softer side, I started seeing her differently. The person I thought I hated became the person I couldn’t stop thinking about. And the worst part? I was starting to wonder if she felt it too.