Angry Anakin Skywalker Novels & Stories

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

I can hear their footsteps scuffling away. “You know she’s never going to make this easy for you, right?” I hear Rowan ask quietly. Silence. Long enough that I almost think Luca isn’t going to answer. “I know,” he says softly. A beat passes. Then Rowan snorts. “You’re so unbelievably fucked.” “Shut up, Rowan.” Their laughter fades down the hall. And despite everything… Dean Withers. The tracker beneath my skin. Callan Ravaryn and his stupid, gentle eyes. The memories of Skyless Keep. The panic still clawing at my chest… I find myself smiling. Just a little.

The human version of Hulk as the announcer had called him. He stared at me with bloodshot eyes, like a predator ready to devour its prey. He had eliminated four men before me. I was the last guy on the list since my entry came late. I hadn't planned on going to fight but after Kris shut me out, I needed to take my anger out on something or particularly someone. I'd never been good with anger management. When vexed, someone dies. It's how I'd been trained. The bell went off signalling for the fight to start. Hulk charged at me and a smile broke out of my face.

Though not directed at him. Divine nodded, still trying to process what had just happened. But before he could say anything, the old man struggled to his feet, his face twisted in anger. "Who the hell are you to think you can just interfere in my business? Who are you?" the old man spat, his eyes flashing with anger. Anakin's eyes narrowed, his body tensing, ready to kill. "Believe me, I will rip your throat off instantly if you don't scram!" he growled.

He nodded and took long breaths. “I’m sorry for his behavior. He’s not usually like this, you may misunderstand him because of his sudden outburst but he had been keeping his emotion for a long. And this bad news truly triggered him. I’m really sorry, we understand that you can’t help. Thank you for your time.” Kylo was not emotionally stable because he hasn’t let his anger out.

His red eyes told stories that I couldn't understand, and he gloated in a knowing manner. “Oh, so you think you're the hero?” He asked, almost giggling. “We'll see about that, Van. We'll see about that. Something much bigger than you is coming. This is just the beginning.” A part of me was afraid he wasn't bluffing. What was coming? Anakiyus was a man driven by anger and revenge for the death of his wife, he had killed in the past and went on murdering innocent souls to make up for his loss. I wondered what else he had up his sleeves.

Seeing this, the other Skies sighed in pity. “I knew I should have been the one to ask the questions. That arrogant woman cannot stand someone ignoring her. Sheesh.” The 8th Sky seemed genuinely regretful that they couldn’t get the answers they wanted. “She has to join an anger management class. Destroying the minds of mortals simply because they were looking down on you is proof that you aren’t above them.” The 5th Sky scoffed.

Kane’s POV I came to my senses to find Lisa yelling at me. What on earth was she doing here in CC’s playroom? Maggie wasn’t far behind, though she remained silent, her lips pursed in disapproval. Or was it closer to disappointment? Saving face wasn’t a priority when I saw Amy struggling with Alpha Patrick. White hot anger consumed me and I started to shift. That was when his sons took him to safety and I began to realise I’d fucked up, badly.

"I am really tired, I need to go to sleep. But tomorrow we are talking, and I- I need to introduce you to-" "Art, huh?" Azak glared at her and she nodded with a sigh. "Please, don't be angry." "I am not angry. I am angel. Angels are not supposed to get angry." But even as he said it, he was shouting. "You are angry." She gave him a smirk which made him angrier. "I SAID I am not angry. Have you not listened to a word I said?!" "Azak, you are shouting. You are angry. Maybe when you came to Earth, all your heavenly abilities are broken."