Novel & Cerita Angry God

Holly said, her hands bawling into fists at her sides, her tone bitter. I frowned. I didn’t take Holly’s words as an offense. Nigel was a great guy, undoubtedly the love of Holly’s life. Does it hurt to think she may never let me love her or try to love me? Sure, but I won’t fault her for it. She’s got every reason in the world to be angry at the Goddess. Sure, it’s been years for her to have processed her grief, but some things aren’t forgivable. Being the Goddes doesn’t mean she gets a free pass.

Anger fills the voice of my old husband. Why did he snap so fast from being cheerful to angry? What’s this thing the lady finds strange? Dear Goddess, pls come to my rescue. I'm about to collapse. And I will soon, if you don’t save me from whatever it is.

"Why can I not live a life of my own choosing? Have I done anything in my life to disrespect you? I followed your instruction to get married to Lucas Farrow and he turned out to be a fucking asshole! Now I'm finally free and you want me to be chained up with him again?! I understand that you have a bigger picture to consider. You want me to save the Kingdom and people, but has it ever occurred to you that I have never wanted to be the one who carries everything on my shoulder?! Have you ever thought that I just want to be an average girl, sharing a fucking slice of pizza with a man who loves me back in the same way as I love him?! You're benevolent and kind, but don't you have any kind of sy

They seemed happy and their relationship seemed more and more intimate, but in one day, when the star was too busy in personal matters - the God who tormented her appeared in front of the dragon. "Now, what’s your fucking problem? Are you really gonna act like a pet? And even more of that miserable thing?" He spat with a mockery and disdain that caused the blood in the dragon’s veins to burn; the poor dragon even tried to control himself, but the lesser God seemed very focused on destroying his self-control and when even after being warned dared to offend his star once again - the crimson dragon has finally gone rogue. The tale said that his anger was so great that he just destroyed everythi

Thank the Goddess for my quick reflexes; I got us into our lane before anyone died. 'Stop these idiots before we die,' Slade growls, talking to me for the first time in weeks. I can feel the anger rise in my gut. A fire starts in the pit of my stomach, slowly boiling my insides until it explodes through my aura, my eyes shifting to black from the rage.

he grumbled. “How would I even know?!” I snapped at him. “But you’re a psychic, right?!” he retorted. “That’s not how my psychic ability works, jerk!” I retaliated. “Jerk?!” His eyes widened, and he was suddenly covered in fire but he didn’t look like he was hurting. “You dare call a God like me a jerk?!” “God?!” I exclaimed, baffled. “Don’t tell me… You are that kind of God?”

Marriage was big for Gods who were in power. Exodus looked at all the Gods who weren't clapping and shook his head. "I know that this news will take some time to swallow for some but Eventually you'll have to come to terms with it, especially because of the next piece of news I'm delivering." He paused to watch everyone's reaction. The God of light was fisting his hands. Anger was radiating off of him. Even though he was a light God he could still have negative emotions. The Goddess of Emotions whispered to him "Do you need me to help you reel in some of that anger?"

"But-but you should not be uncomfortable with showing softness, not around me. I do not think any less of people who emote fondness." The God bristled and his eyes darkened. A flash of anger radiated and one could also see fiery sparks ignite. His fist clenched and the temptation to crack the mortal across the skull was hard to resist but he couldn't. Anyone else would have felt the full force of his fury but instead he turned, biting his lip sharply. "To address a God as such is an insult," he hissed between gritted teeth "none as accustomed to being questioned by a mortal and none should be. Such a transgression would normally mean your skin would be split open by countless lashes; do you

"You think money fixes everything, don't you? You're not scared that I'll cause trouble; you're just afraid that I'll report your dirty dealings to the authorities! "I don't want your filthy money. I want justice!" Jude snorted, then kicked fragments of Dad's gravestone and shattered it further. Ashes and dust blew into my face. "Velda Group is justice in Hyporion!" He crouched down and whispered a threat into my ear in a voice only I could hear, "You'd better pray that I never get my hands on Piper. If I do, I'll make sure she's begging for death!" Those words were the breaking point. I tackled him to the ground and started driving my fists into his face.

"Are you sure it won't upset your deity? I mean, she is a Goddess after all." At that, the superstar feistiness was back in full force. "Who gives a fuck about her? So what if she's the almighty? She doesn't give a shit about her creations. She doesn't care about them at all! If she did, she won't make them feel useless and miserable." He shot to an angry stand and glared at me. "I'm hungry. Get me breakfast." And he turned to leave. "I told you I have a job!" I jumped out of bed, equally fuming. "Get your own breakfast." I spat at the handsome face that looked twice as sexy when it's angry.