Novel & Cerita Angry Heroes

I let out a pained groan, my body recoiling from the injury inflicted upon me. “Hah!” Angelica scoffed. “Do you think I will back down? No way!” Angelica's defiant laughter echoed through the air, but it only fueled my determination. I refused to back down, no matter the cost. As her words reached my ears, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins, drowning out all rational thought. All I could focus on was the need to rid the world of this wicked woman standing before me. And so, with a primal roar, I unleashed my fury upon her.

a deep growled escaped from Angel’s lips before he jumped off from one tree to another. Anger was fueling the darkness swirling around his entire body, and he was falling into his worse state. He quickly dashed to where the kids were. As soon as he made it there, he did not like what his eyes were witnessing. A few of their men were down and badly wounded but still fighting as they protected the kids and women in the area. It was a battle between rogues. Angel scanned around and saw the pleading parents not to hurt them while the kids' cried in fright which haunts him the most. Their broken voices ring through his ear, making his chest burst into a flame of rage.

I heard my Warriors file in as I completely destroyed our gym with the rage that I was having more and more trouble containing. " Alpha, was said as I turned chest heaving pure and utter rage feeling every part of my body, I say we attack and I say we do it now fast, Swift and we don't take any prisoners. If the parents of those pups want to surrender and come with us fine but that bastard deserves to be gutted for what he did to those children",our warriors were angry like I was.

People started walking toward the garden. 'Mommy, now! Act like you fainted!' I closed my eyes and collapsed to the ground. "Anna!" Steve shouted. He ran over and caught me. Sean and his grandpa, who had just arrived, happened to witness this scene. The situation instantly descended into chaos. I was in Steve's arms. Kayla was screaming accusations like a madwoman. Sean's expression turned extremely dark. Meanwhile, his grandpa looked furious. "What exactly is going on?" Sean's grandpa slammed his cane against the ground.

I yelled the moment we got into the room, shutting the door behind me. “He scared you again..he has no right to do that” he answered, veins popping out in his arms. I froze staring at him, I had never seen him this furious. “I understand but it doesn’t mean you have to disfigure his face..it’s never right” I said, taking the first aid kit from the top of the closet “I’ve never seen you this angry before..did he say something wrong to you?” I asked as I took out the antiseptics and cotton wool.

“Guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” Milena’s throat went dry. She didn’t want to find out. Not at all. “Relax, cupcake,” Angie said with a smirk. “If he was going to kill you, he’d have done it already.” Milena swallowed hard. That wasn’t exactly reassuring. Angie extended a hand. “I’m Angie. One of the best fighters in the clan. Respected, feared… and not someone you want as an enemy.” Milena hesitated before taking her hand. Angie’s grip was firm, her palm calloused—nothing like the hesitant, weak grip Milena offered in return.

“I don't think we should worry about that. He could always come back, plus we have his daughter now…” I didn't allow Ace’s sinister-sounding brother to finish his sentence, and dropped a glass of wine on Ace’s shoe. “What the fuck, Angel!” He barked at me, I quickly made my way up. To say he's angry would be an understatement, he was fuming, and looked like he's ready to kill someone. “I'm sorry!” I said, my voice breaking. Tears were already starting to form in my eyes. . "You can't just throw wine on people and expect to get away with it by a simple sorry, doesn't work like that," he denounced. I glanced at his fist, and he was shaking, his eyes still pinned on me.

Her eyes were red as she glared at him. “My husband, Nazzolini, fought for you for ten years, showing his loyalty. Yet, all for a woman, you killed him like he meant nothing.” Victor’s face twisted in pain, but he didn’t move as the spit slid down his cheek. He lowered his head and whispered an apology, “I’m sorry–” Chiara’s hand struck his face hard. “Sorry? To hell with your sorry!” Her anger exploded. She slapped him again and again, left and right, without stopping. At my signal, the bodyguards restrained his arms tightly, leaving him no way to dodge. This was what he deserved.

I instantly rushed over to her and took her into the basement, "Stay here, don't move." She nodded at me while I remove my gun and loaded it before going back upstairs. The door flew open, revealing six men in black suits, heavily armed. I scanned their skin in search for any tattoos and felt my heart skip a beat when I saw a tattoo on their wrists. A fucking Dragon. It was the Russian Mafia.

Jayden growled at the mention of his mother. "Why are you doing this?" "Because your mate here killed my father" he spat. "So you want revenge? Why are you dragging all these innocent people into this?" "Collateral damage" he shrugged. "You're sick, you know that" I gritted out through clenched teeth. "Sick, insane, call it whatever you want, but I'm not leaving without his head on a stake." "That's not happening," I declared, getting ready to attack. "Thought you'd say that" he smirked.