Amity Blight Angry Novels & Stories

Amy responded, her tone assertive despite the palpable tension. The young warriors exchanged a dubious look, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration. We were pack members, but the recent attacks had cast a shadow of doubt on everyone. I clenched my jaw, determined not to let their rudeness get under my skin. He eyed us up and down, skepticism etched on his face. "And why should we believe that? We've been on edge since those attacks, and we can't afford any more surprises." Amy stepped in, her frustration evident. "We're not surprises. We're pack members, and we deserve to be treated as such. "

I shouted angrily, "I'm your own sister, yet you condemn me without asking a single question. Do you really hate me that much? "Do you honestly think something serious enough to involve the police was fake?" He frowned, but before he could speak, Michelle cut in with her fragile voice, "Mia, if you just admit your mistake, James won't blame you. "Why are you blaming James instead?" She sniffled, her eyes reddened. "If there were really intruders, how could you be resting so comfortably here? "I know you made all this up because you dislike me. It's okay, I can leave starting today..."

Training that afternoon held a new weight. My mind was still reeling from my meeting with the Alpha. Once his sickening, seductive thoughts cleared my conscience all that remained was burning anger. The Alpha had dismissed the findings we had presented to him, had chastised me for doing research on behest of the pack, and had then used his overwhelming aura to blind me into some sort of sexually charged submission. I was white hot with rage, seething on the surface. I had no doubt were someone to lay a hand on me they would burn themselves, the flames of anger licked at my skin. I was unhinged.

My AMARA… That day while we were heading towards ‘COMPO. Inc’ my driver accidently crashed into a small pink colored Scooty on four way traffic signal which was handle by a girl, a girl who was approx 5.10 feet long in height, wearing decent formal peach colored shirt with white colored skirt and long heels black colored heels, her entire face was covered with white scarf and helmet however her long jet black extra curly hairs were busy flowing in dusty wind “YOU BITCH CAN’T YOU SEE AND DRIVE .... Huh.?” My driver shouted on her by lowering his side of window, I being outsider simply kept watching at quarrel that was happening, I assumed that girl was timid and will let got this incident how

"Is that why you're so pissed at me and you've not been talking to me?" "Don't play dumb, Katana," Amy spat. "You're seeing Damien, aren't you?" "I am not," I protested. "And even if I was, I don't think Damien had anything to do with Zayn's incident." "Do you even hear yourself?" Amy exclaimed, her voice rising with every syllable. "It's so typical of you to be naive and oblivious to what's happening around you." "Excuse me?" I responded, feeling my anger bubble up. "What the hell is eating you up? Pms?"

They were used to their usual quarrels, it wasn't surprising anymore. Amaury looked down to the table and saw frost covering where Leigh had slammed her fist and he couldn't help but pity Blayze. If ice was already emitting from Leigh's hands, then that only means that she was infuriated enough to actually kill him and he didn't blame her. Blayze was famous for being annoying although Leigh did have her own flaws.

His sharp claws fully emerged now, Slade was fighting for complete control. “Atticus! Please, listen,” I pleaded, desperate to shield my friends. “They are my closest friends, and both are carrying life inside them. Their laughter is not a calculated defiance; it’s the chaotic release of pregnancy, the storm of hormones and exhaustion. Forgive them this lapse, see past the surface, and spare them your wrath. They mean no harm, Atticus, no insult to your authority, no desecration of this ground.” I tightened my grip on his forearm, channeling every ounce of forced serenity into the contact. Amy remained unmoved by the threats, her gaze fixed on the Alpha.

“I don’t even hope you die these days, I hope you live until eighty-five these days. Regretting that you ever lied these days, I hope it’s eating you alive these days. I hope you're up late in the bathroom, just wishing I’ma change my mind and come back soon. I hope that when you’re thirty-five you still wish that you tried to, because I know that I do” I can’t believe how the words of a song coming out of her mouth destroy me. “Well, damn”, her friend Char says. “Have you ever seen Amory angry”? “I’ve seen her in loads of compromising situations, but never angry. No”, he says. “That’s a scary fucking look on her, and I pity the person on the receiving end of that”! They both look back at me

Forcing my eyes open, I looked up only to see Axel and Hunter glaring each other down in what seemed like a deadly staring battle. Amy rolled her eyes and pushed both guys in the chest before helping me settle down on the bed. "W-What happened?" I asked subconsciously, my head throbbing making me clutch my hair and pinch my brows together, only it did nothing to end the pain whirling inside me like a hurricane. I could feel Amy tense, and by the feel of her aura growing heavier by the second, I could tell she was beyond mad. She's livid. "Scarlet happened," Amy blurted through gritted teeth.

"I am standing here offering to cover your debt. The video link only records the absolute truth. How can the Moonscribes call it slander when it is a factual chronicle?" "You... you foul, spotted beast!" Amy screams, her voice cracking with pure hysteria. She rips her own bloodline card out of her pouch and slams it onto the server's payment tray with trembling claws. "I will pay for it myself! Who needs the charity of a mutated moonborn! Your freckled face is enough to make my wolf vomit up its lineage anyway!"