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“I’m sorry about your brothers.” “They were good men,” Jake said. “I’m very prone to revenge, but I’ve also learned that sometimes by waiting, you agitate your enemies more. By letting the dust settle, you give yourself time to plan. You can look whoever you think did this in the eye, tell them you’re not sure who’s responsible … wait … plan your revenge. When you do finally take them out, it’ll be much more fun watching them squirm, especially if they thought they got away with it.”

Rage coiled inside me, hot and uncontrollable, but I forced myself to keep flipping through the pages — Until I reached the very last one. And then, in sharp, haunting ink, the words stared back at me: Were you able to satisfy your curiosity? You will find nothing. The Black Book holds no history of the Mafias. Make your investigations and find out the truth. Also, The Syndicate Ledger… A guttural roar tore from my throat as I hurled The Black Book across the room. It hit the wall with a sharp crack before crashing to the floor. The rage inside me exploded. I stormed across the room, knocking over everything in my path.

I heard my Warriors file in as I completely destroyed our gym with the rage that I was having more and more trouble containing. " Alpha, was said as I turned chest heaving pure and utter rage feeling every part of my body, I say we attack and I say we do it now fast, Swift and we don't take any prisoners. If the parents of those pups want to surrender and come with us fine but that bastard deserves to be gutted for what he did to those children",our warriors were angry like I was.

**** Alex stood still, immobilized by the rage within him. He couldn’t move for close to thirty minutes, his mind a chaotic storm. His face was twisted into a mask of fury and pain, his nostrils flared, and a low growl rumbled from deep in his chest. It was a sound filled with vengeance, a warning that a storm was coming, and it would bring destruction. His fists opened and closed, almost crushing the device in his hand with his grip. Every part of him radiated lethal intent. He would stop at nothing to find those responsible and make them pay. Alex wasn’t just angry; he was a force of nature, ready to bring hell on earth.

“How dare you!” “How dare you too!” I immediately snapped back again. My eyes went sharp as I met her gaze. “I don’t know what the fuck is your problem with me because, as far as I know, I never did anything to offend you in any way. It was you who threw that nasty attitude of yours at me first, and all I am doing is throwing it back at you. What? Did you think I would just sit still and let you step on me however you wanted? Well, you thought wrong, bitch. Because I am not someone you could easily trample on,” I said in a stern voice with a brave look on my face before I stood up. I was already planning to leave since I had already achieved my goal. I glanced at Raine, but she was busy eati

Rage Unprecedented rage consumes my senses and I know he has done the biggest mistake and probably the last mistake of his life because he laid a hand on what is Jarek's. Me, my heart, and my body all belongs to Jarek, and this bastard just dared to violate that limit. Before he can put his hand on me, I push him away with a force that even surprises me. "You shouldn't have done this John." Glaring at him, I slowly shake my head, "You shouldn't have done this." I don't bother to cover myself as anger flows through my veins like a hot lava.

And it's not just a dozen, there are more, a lot more. "Rage!" I called. Rage looked at the crowd, shocked. But just a moment, he is already beside me, eyes are gold and blazing. "How dare they attack us on this night!" He growled angrily. I know I shouldn't concern myself on their problem because involving myself in other's matters is really out of my character. But when I saw how worried and mad Rage was, how the children cried when their parents were close to being slaughtered in front of them, how the smiles turned into growls and cries, I felt fury.

" The single phrase carried the weight of all the wrongs that had been done to me in the past, and I was simmering with rage. Romero acknowledged the comment with a thoughtful nod. "Looks like it." I was filled with wrath, and it seemed like it was simmering through every vein in my body. Under the weight of my rage, I hastily took a shower, and as the cold water fell over me, I felt the intensity of my wrath begin to subside. I didn't have to wait more than a few minutes before I had all I required to tackle the unrest that had broken out in my dominion. Alissa's eyes were lighted up with a complex variety of expressions that I was unable to read as I departed the building, and our eyes bri

The glass of water, now lukewarm. I look at the pillows Spadino piled on the bed. A mountain of soft, suffocating velvet. I look at the door where the lock used to be. I can't breathe. It starts in my chest. A tightness. A heat. It spreads to my throat, choking me. It spreads to my hands, making my fingers twitch. It isn't fear. It isn't sadness. It is rage. Pure, molten, radioactive rage. I am tired of being handled. I am tired of being protected. I am tired of being a vessel, a prize, a problem, a patient.

Matteo's Pov There’s a rage that sizzles through my bones. The same rage that weakens my bones, yet, they’re as strong. The same rage which weakens my heart, yet, makes it so fierce. The same rage which has sent my mind into an overwhelming sense of disbelief and despair and loathe. All of those despicable feelings are directed towards one person. The man whom I’m storming through the compound into the holding cell to have a chat with.