Angry Duck Novels & Stories

Jerry said angrily, his chest heaving up and down with his heavy breathing in anger. “Don’t be so mad, after all, you were the one who killed your mother yourself, why didn’t you just give yourself over to me then?” Melissa mocked brutally. “ENOUGH!!” Jerry shouted in rage as his peacock train fanned across his back, standing at alert and his face lowered causing his hair to cover his face, his knuckles were clenched so tight that his fingernails pierced his hand and blood gushed out, yet he did not stop. “I will show you Melissa that you messed with the wrong beast!” Jerry said as he lunged at Melissa, with his feathers, covering the distance into the air was finally possible.

he said, "unless you want to let everyone in the pack know about it." I kicked on the grass with anger. A couple of mandarin ducks flapped their wings, protested clamorously and flew away. Fucking imbecile monogamy ducks. "I know you're in a bad mood. But could you please leave these poor ducks alone and take this inside the tent?" Lucian asked. Fuck it. I walked into my tent. The sheets on my bed looked extremely annoying to me, so I ripped off the sheets from my bed and tore them into pieces.

“ Listen dickhead, don’t think because you’re 19 means you’re no longer the weakling we all know. You’re still the gullible Hudson, you’re nothing but a chicken,a wassock, a popsicle, you’re……. “ Enough!!!” Hudson roared angrily at them and the ground shook violently. He couldn’t contain the mockery anymore. His anger has already reached its peak and he couldn’t control it. Inside, he felt a new rush of power, it was as if a specific force ran through his whole body, coupled with the anger in him, he felt hot heat run down him. He shot his eyes close and tightened his fist and immediately the walls of the restroom started cracking as the ground shook violently.