Angst Meaning Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Fuck all of it. The wolf rose up snarling, filling my chest with fire. They cage mate. They hurt mate. We burn it all down. Every tower, every law, every elder who dares stand between us and her. I grabbed my phone, hands shaking with rage I couldn't unleash. Not yet. Not until I had something to hit. Marcus answered on the second ring. "Alpha." "I need you to do something off the books." I kept my voice low, even though no one was listening. Even though the walls had ears in this place. "Something that could cost us both everything."

I decided to ignore the stares, ignore Carson, ignore the whole damn world. I had known for awhile that Jax thought it would be cool if Ang or I were his mate. I think he and Ang would make a great couple. She could keep him humble and he could keep her from overstepping or talking too much, which was more likely. Lately, Jax had been paying more attention to me and that worried me too. If I had a wolf and didn't meet my fated mate right away, I suspected that Jax would offer to be my chosen mate. I really didn't want to think about that. Personally, I think Ang has a crush on Jax. The closer I get to 18, the sadder she gets. I have wondered if she fears I might say yes to Jax.

She then volunteered to share all of her knowledge about the rig with us. The state of affairs in this place is much worse than I had anticipated. Years ago, when I was just starting out as a mercenary, I went here for another task, but a lot has changed since then. The Angels' control over the South has loosened, and in 2028, it appears that a group of Omegas fled the Rig.

Virendra exclaimed. "Yes, I hope Mr. Danial immediately kicks him!" Angela climbed into the car with a sinister smile. What kind of family is that? They accuse Angela of being a fox demon, when in reality they are the fox demon. "Just go straight home, Miss?" "Yes Jose. I'm so tired!" Angela exclaimed, rubbing the nape of her neck. "Okay."

Angelo growled in annoyance and I acted again by spitting in his face. "You!" He grabbed my neck. "What, huh! Slap me, torture me, and surely no one will want my body full of wounds." I said shouting. There are no people in this basement, everyone is busy working. Just a row of silent cars couldn't help me against these bastards. I will be thrown into that place again. A place full of depraved people whose brains only contain fantasies of women's crotch and breasts. He turned to pulling my hair so hard that I groaned in pain.

She said. I rolled my eyes. "He's not my boyfriend Mom. Just a one night stand remember." I teased. "More reason to yell at him!" TBC Guys....my new book L'ANGELO DELL TERRORE is out on Goodnovel website with a different pen name....Ivycleopatra. Go and read..... 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 3

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.

Liesa asked weakly, “would you believe me?” “No,” Angus replied without hesitation. Angus glanced at the wheelchair nearby. Instead of using it, he reached for a cane leaning against the wall. Leaning on the cane, Angus walked slowly toward the bed. His right foot dragged slightly with every step. Even so, Angus’s back remained straight. His posture stayed calm and elegant. Liesa watched Angus’s back and let out a quiet sigh. She thought, Liesa rubbed her temple lightly. She thought,

She said angrily. “What’s wrong? Why are mad?” I asked. “You don’t know why? the heck Mark! Why do you sentence all that rogues enter in Wolf Fang territory a death? Why are you in a killing rampage again?” Angel asks angrily. I can feel her power but I try to ignore it. “It’s my rules Angel. You don’t have to worry about it. You have so much in your plate already.” I said. “You know, I once one of those rogues but you gave me a new life. You don’t even spare them your time or ask them if they just want to apply as new member here.” She says.

“I am a character in this book and I deserve to have some fun with those two.” “Okay, if you says so.” She shrugs. The conversation almost ends there but my sister doesn’t let it, “Where is my story exactly?” “Oh. It is on a platform called N******t. I signed an exclusive contract there,” Ange Writes explains and my sister nods. “What exactly is N******t?” “The blue cat as my friends call it. It’s an online writing platform.” “So you earn from there?” I begin to look back and forth between them as they talk.