Angry Hugs Novels & Stories

Suddenly, she felt cold chills when his hand touched the soft spot on her cheeks, then he used his thumb to dry her tears. She watched his smokey eyes,then down to her full lips and remembered how wonderful his mouth had felt on her lips. Suddenly, she was aching to feel him again. Hug him tightly and comfort him. If only he could let her. Angela threw her hands around him. Antonio rolled his eyes. “Really? A hug?” Angela smiled. “It's warm and good for the heart,I think you need it”. Antonio sighed and reluctantly wrapped his arms around her.

I crouched down to his level pulling him into a hug, A silent reminder I was here for him no matter what he was going through. “I'm sorry Connor, I really am. I was just so scared and I thought you were going to hurt me too I don't even know what the fuck I was thinking.” I let out a chuckle, letting my friend be vulnerable. “I'm sorry too, I should have thought things through before involving my fists, I was just — I felt there was no way to express my anger better than that”. He laughed, paying my back as we both stood up to face each other. “I never thought I'd see the day, I'd let you fucking hug me.” He said, wiping his once teary eyes, erasing every evidence of his vulnerability a few

"Please tell me you aren't angry with me anymore. Please forgive me, okay" Her heart melted into puddles at his smooth voice. She sighed in her head. Even if she wanted to keep being angry at him, she didn't have the heart to do so. He was such a smooth talker. She hit his chest with her hand which he playfully placed his hand on his chest in a hurt expression. He pulled her into a hug, she pouted into his chest, "I hate that you are such a smooth talker" she raised her head at him. "It's annoying to me" He hugged her and chuckled, "but you live me"

I had no idea how much I loved him until now. Without a thought, I ran up and pulled him into a tight hug. I sobbed freely n his arms. I was so scared. So much scared. He is an impulsive man when angry. I was scared he would hurt himself. I would have died f something had happened to him. Once I was calmed enough, I raised my red-rimmed eyes to his. His expression was neutral. Rage burst through me.

This attraction of a thing makes it difficult for me to think straight especially when my thoughts revolve around him. " Hey, are you angry at me for what I sent to you? I mean the Hug and Kiss thing?" He said. I looked at him, as my mind flashed back to his message to me on Facebook Yesternight. He asked which one I preferred between hug and kiss, from him. 'I am not angry, just worried that you might fall into the trap of same-sex attraction, I felt like yelling those words "I am not angry at you. I was just worried about something.. Nevermind", I concluded.

Aunt Martha began to take her turn to greet and hug Xander. “Hi Xander, nice to see you in good health.” “Yeah, you too.” After all of her aunts hugged Xander, it should have been Angel's turn to hug her fake husband-to-be, but she chose not to hug Xander and just waved awkwardly. "Why don't you hug me like the others," Xander whispered in her ear. “I don't see the point in hugging you.” “Of course, this is important for the sake of our game."

Angry red. Her jaw was tight. Her fingers curled into fists at her sides. She looked like someone had just slapped her. I knew that look. That wasn’t gratitude. That was humiliation dressed in diamonds. I wanted to walk to her right then, ask if she was okay, but I stayed rooted. She hated when people saw her as fragile. I didn’t want to be another pair of pitying eyes.

he shrieked angrily. "Why is he dumping his anger on me, because he sees me as pushover that why he is talking to me this way ", she thought angrily. "Hey what's your problem, shouldn't you be happy she sent you a gift, why are you throwing fits at me" she yelled back just as angry as him. "Should I show you how happy in love I am with you" he fired out grabbing her face and trying to kiss her "Let go of me, you are crazy" she struggled until she kicked him hard in between his legs.

I throw the squirrel away with my eyes blazing with fire and anger. I looked with a fierce and angry look on my face. I heard fast approaching footsteps— walking tiwate me with a loud thudding sound. I looked up as a whiff of scent hit my nose. It was a familiar scent. I looked up but I couldn't find I clenched her fist with an angry look on my face. I growled out angrily with a sigh, punching the tree with a fierce and deadly look in my face.

If only I haven’t asked him. Just take me into your arms whenever I am angry. It helps me to melt down. His words started spinning inside my mind and after one deep breath, I stepped closer to him and without saying anything next I pulled him tightly in my embrace. His body gets stiffened and I snuggled my face into his bare chest hoping that maybe his anger will cool down a little. My heart started thumping louder and he was also travelling on the same boat. We stood still for a few passing seconds and I tighten my hold around him nervously.