Angry Cursed Emoji Novels & Stories

I yelled at him angrily, while pouting a little. “What do you think you're doing?” He yells at me furiously. “Why did you leave the hospital without consulting me? “I don't have to ask you anything, I have to go home.” I tell him, still tired, but with more strength. "Damn!" He cursed angrily. “Why are you so stubborn?” The frustrated man shouts. "Is your head full of shit or something?" “You don't care what I have inside, do you have shit in your heart?” I yelled at him angrily, while we were two pairs of idiots fighting in the middle of the parking lot.

sign with her fingers. Angela was so pissed, her face turned red. She could kill someone at this point.

Exasperatedly, he raked his hands in his hair, " M***erf**ker, " He cursed as he breathed in deeply exhaled in aggression. He glared out at the inky sky. His brows pulled together, his fisted hands were resting on the glass wall. The sun was about to set down. It was increasing his frustration making him more aggressive. The phone rang on the desk. His full attention was on the plan. How to kill his enemies, how barbaric their death should be. His phone chimed in his pocket. He drew his clenched hand to his pocket and fished it out. He hoisted it up.

I yelled angrily and he laughed. "f*** you!" I cursed. To be continued!!

------------------- The outsider’s POV: He cursed vehemently, the expletives tumbling from his lips like a relentless torrent. "Screw, fuck, fuck!" he muttered in frustration, his anger simmering beneath the surface. "I promised my little friend that it would get a little pussy tonight, but maybe I need to wait for the right time. Today is just a terrible day," he grumbled to himself, feeling thwarted by the unfortunate turn of events. "That fucking annoying bitch took my Emily from me," he seethed, his anger pulsating through every word. "Otherwise, Emily, my baby bitch, would be sucking my dick right now."

Putting his cup of coffee on the dining table, David Nashville is very certain with his words, “Oh, I know -” “Dad! Why are my credit cards blocked? Is this your way of forcing me into the company?” his question seems rather uptight and his father shrugs his shoulders, “Why, yes. Is this affecting you? Because if it is then I am going on the right path, I guess.” Jay’s brows furrow deeply, creating lines of frustration and tension across his forehead. The muscles around his eyes tighten, giving his gaze an intense and piercing quality. His eyes, usually serene, now blaze with a fiery determination, reflecting the anger that simmers within. “And you are telling me that you are doing this on p

“What the f*ck did you do?!” He looked at me with a frown and picked up the pillow on the floor. He doesn't look angry. He’s more like he’s enjoying seeing me getting angry at him. He walked towards me and threw the pillow back on the bed, landing on my side. “Can you not curse? It doesn't suit you.” My brow rose. “Prick. Bullshit. Asshole. Bastard. Dumbass. Motherf*cker. D*ckhead–” I stopped when he suddenly leaned in and clasped his hand on my jaw. His eyes darkened, sending daggers at mine. I didn't flinch. I was even more satisfied seeing him getting annoyed rather than seeing him enjoying my irritation at his smug face.

* inserts teary eyed face emoji * Sam: Not if you wanna join me on an assassination mission Me: Hard pass. Don't want to be gassed by you Sam: I am so close to blocking you, nerd * sends huff angry emoji a dozen times * Me: Try blocking the gas tubes instead XD Sam: * inserts middle finger *

Mom cursed, her face hardening in anger. It was one of the rare times that I had heard her curse. She lifted her gaze to Jessica and screamed, "You bitch!"

Now again glumness occupied me. "Hate you??" His brows dipped together as a slight frown etched his face. And my nostrils flared in intense rage while reminiscing the reason behind their anger. "It's because of that bastard...son of bitch...tattooed egoistic devil...son of that..." I was cut off. "Who are you cursing though??" His brows furrowed. "That stupid MIKE!!!!" I gritted my teeth. "Mike??" His brows furrowed even more.