Angrily Novels & Stories

Nakangising bulong nito dahilan para malakas ko siyang suntukin sa mukha. His head immediately went the other way but its keen eyes were directly pointing at me. Filled with hatred, anger and dissapointment. "I'm so sick of you!" He groused and aggressively wiped the blood on his lips using the back of his palm before glancing at me with complete anger in the eyes.

Napakasakit nang nararamdaman ko kahit na sa hanggang sa ngayon. "Hindi okay sa akin ang bagay na 'yan!" sigaw niya at nagpunas ng luha. "Mananagot siyang animal siya, hindi makatarungan ang ginawa niya sa 'yo para lang hindi siya managot!" Cherry’s anger is palpable, her words strain the veins in her throat.

Para na akong bombang malapit na sumabog. Namilog ang mga mata nya dahil sa galit. "What? How dare you to call Angel two faced! Hindi 'yon kayang gawin ni Angel. Bakit hindi ka na lang umamin? Nagseselos ka sa kanya dahil mas may oras ako sa kanya, hindi ba? Masama talaga 'yang ugali mo, Geneviève! Akala mo ba mapupunta sa'yo ang atensyon ko kapag ginawa mo 'yon? That will never happen because I hate you very much and I will never forgive you for what you've done! And now, you're making me hate you more!"

“I just hope you’re not mad.” “No, I’m not angry,” sagot naman nya agad. “Totoo?” “Nope!” malalaking iling ang ginawa nya nang nakapikit pa. Fuck, ito pa naman ang pinakaayaw kong attitude nya kahit sa palagay ko naman ay naiinis sya na ayaw lang nyang ilabas. Ni hindi man lang pakinggan ang pagrarason ko which is valid naman, kasi totoo lahat ng iyon.

pikit mata kong sambit. "Fuck it! Fuck the documents, Yancinda! We can never go back as before, I will not let it! Not after this morning..." Narinig kong may sumuntok sa pader kaya napatingin ako. I never imagine that he is this violent. Kagabi ay parang papatay siya ng tao ng may kumukuha ng picture at video sa amin ngayon ay kakaibang galit ang nakikita ko. Parang galit siya sa sarili niya. He seems frustrated at himself. That's the kind of anger I saw.

Anger, humiliation, and betrayal surged through me, igniting a firestorm within, making me clench my fists so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. Despite the shock, I didn't shed tears or show vulnerability. Instead, I felt a relentless surge of rage and determination, refusing to succumb to the suffocating injustice. Napatawa ako sa ginawa nila. Napatawa ako sa ginawa nila. "Ang kapal talaga ng mukha mo!" Luxury's voice echoed through the room, dripping with contempt and accusation. Her eyes were blazing with anger as she took a step closer, her fury palpable.

His eyes blazed with fury, his jaw clenched, his anger barely contained. “Oh, come on,” he spat, his voice tight with frustration. “I don’t like you. In fact, I never did.” Tumawa ako. “Really? Well then, say that to my face,” I challenged, my voice firm, my tone unwavering. “Look me in the eyes and say it.” He hesitated, his gaze wavering, his anger momentarily replaced by a flicker of something else, something I couldn’t quite decipher. Then, he stepped back, his expression hardening, his eyes losing the playful glint. His voice was cold, devoid of emotion.

sabi nito sa pamangkin ko, tumango naman ito. Nililngon lingon ko sila kasi baka kung ano magawa ng batang yun at topakin yung boss ko, grabe pa naman ang mood swing nito. Napangiti ako kasi nakita ko na tumatawa ito, mukhang may kinukwento si Angel sa mga ito, kaya tawa silang tawa, mukhang nakuha ni Angel ang kiliti nitong grumpy monster na ito.

DAVEN Rage is the emotion that rises up inside me right now. The eagerness of smacking Adrianna's head on the wall is all over my system. I feel like I want to hurt her so badly to the point that I'm gonna kill her and no one could ever recognize her appearance anymore. But these ties are keeping me from doing that.

At hindi ko maikakailang nagustuhan ko ang nakita ko. I like seeing her getting angry. I like seeing her getting frustrated. Kanina pa siya nagpapanggap na kalmado at elegante. Mukha siyang mabait sa unang tingin, soft-spoken, at parang walang bahid ng kayabangan. Pero sa ilang salita lang ay unti-unti nang nababasag ang maskarang pilit niyang isinusuot. Tahimik ko siyang tinitigan, walang bahid ng takot o pag-aalinlangan. Kung iniisip niyang matitinag niya ako sa simpleng pagpapakilala pa lang, nagkakamali siya.