Angry Hugs Novels & Stories

he hugged me tight, my breaths almost stuck in my throat feeling his hard chest pressing with my bosoms. It has been months to his chase, yet I never let him touch me. I would not have let him hug me today either if it had not been important. I stilled in his arms sensing him snuggle my neck. His mere snuggling shocked the shit out of me, so badly that the hair on my skin elevated. "Why didn't you take my calls or messages... You annoyed me beyond limits the other day night." he faked anger. His lips pouted at me as though he was never angry on Sasha and Max.

Because back then, he was angry and hurt like hell that he chose not to express anything. "Why did you not tell me?" He asked but didn't hug him back. "I thought you would be hurt and angry with her. She doesn't deserve our anger. She is too innocent" Sid reasoned as mihir hugged him and cried silently. "If that much only you know about me?" Mihir asked still sobbing in his arms. "You can get angry or even beat me. But can't stay away from me. I will kill you" Sid snapped at him and was hugging him tightly so that he started feeling suffocated in his clutch.

I asked in anger and fury. "It doesn't make any sense at all. I can't believe any of these things you're telling me Rain. It's completely atrocious." I kept hollering at the top of my voice running on the fuel of anger. My husband ran towards my direction and put me in a warm and soft embrace making me forget all my troubles. 'I can't fight him like this he does have his way with hugs that it reaches the very lowest depths of your mind and heart.' I thought as I calmed down finally after my outbursts.

I greeted as I took off my sleeveless T-shirt that was definitely soaked in sweat. "Stop calling me that!" She gets really angry when called something like that, a sacred word that apparently motivates Maureen to exercise desperately just to stay like an hourglass. "Pus..., here!" I offered a hug in my shirtless state and of course it wouldn't be granted if it was only connected through a virtual call. "Not funny, Angga!" It's not funny, but the look of annoyance that pursed my lips wanted me to make up for it with a playful bite. Too bad it's far away.

I рull him into thе mоѕt роwеrful headlock I саn ѕummоn. We hоld and wrеѕtlе, but hе gеtѕ in a sneaky uрреrсut. Mу chin ѕрlіtѕ. Curѕіng him, I рull away аnd wіре the blооd оff, mу anger swelling in my сhеѕt with еvеrу second.

Seeing my actions, his grip became loose on my hands and I pushed him. It was very hard to push him. When my gaze met with him, I saw anger. Saying no one rejects me, he kicked my teddy and left me there. Why does he have to show his anger on my teddy? After picking my teddy, I came out from there. He was standing there with anger eyeing me with hatred. I was still standing there and watching him.

He was in so much anger. "He was my school friend" "Your school friend or your boyfriend?" "What?" "Yes, if he is your friend then what is the sense of touching and all" He is making me angry now. Is he mad or what? "Whether he is my friend or boyfriend, you are no one to question me. It is not your matter of concern whom I am hugging or whom I am kissing" He fisted his palms tightly and his face become red, so red from anger. I think he will burst on me now.

“You fucking daughter of a stripper! You’ll see what I do to you!” Her eyes blaze with fury, her face contorted in a mask of rage. The venom in her voice is evident, each word dripping with hatred. I can see the veins in her neck bulging, her fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turn white. She is trembling with anger, barely able to contain herself. I chuckle, amazed at her audacity, her blatant disregard for the situation she's in. Her anger only fuels my resolve, strengthening my determination to see this through.

Looking at the cover of that day’s newspaper where Mary and Kiana were hugging and smiling made Angela want to rip something apart. “You’ll pay for this, you little bitch!”

I gave him a soft smile, which he couldn't return. Yep. Still angry. I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him. He did the same, tightening his hold on me. He let out hot breaths in an attempt to calm himself. When it didn't work, he let out a growl. "I can't..." he stammered under his breath.