Novelas y relatos de Angst

MYA The sound of gunfire was deafening. My ears rang, my chest tightened, and I was too scared to breathe. My back pressed against the cold walls as I tried to make myself smaller, trembling so hard my teeth chattered. This wasn’t supposed to happen—not here, not now. For once, I thought we’d get through a single day without chaos. Angelo crouched beside me, his jaw tight and his eyes scanning the room as though he could see through walls. He turned to me, his voice cutting through the panic. “Are you okay?”

She thought and clenched her hands on her dress nervously. My heart is beating so hard, my head is so dizzy. I have to try.. “Thank ...Thank you”. She finally voiced out. Antonio played deaf. He must be angry…the way to relieve him from that is ….sex according to him, she thought and sighed inwardly and looked out the window, watching as they sped past the night city streets. Minutes of intense silence,Angela had no idea where they were going, she kept the question to herself. “I am fucking angry right now”.

Inside his dimly lit room, Axton paced back and forth like a lion trapped in a cage. His breathing was heavy, his chest tight with the storm of emotions raging inside him. Downstairs, his mother was still laughing happily in front of the television, celebrating Angelina’s suffering without realizing that death itself was sleeping under their roof tonight.

I don't know why, but they just won't stop falling. “You have the nerve to do something that would lead to a fight between two enemies. Yet, you go further to defy my orders…” Don Angelo's voice is too scary. I am cold. Too cold to hear anything. All I know is that I am in trouble. He has not looked that scary before. At least, not since our meeting at Velvet Steam. He has been angry before, but this one is pure rage. I can see undisguised fury in his eyes. What is going on? What's my punishment going to be?

Drake Seeing Angel‘s blood at her mouth, something broke. Not slowly. Not quietly. Violently. My body moved before thought could catch up, before reason could anchor me, before control could even try to exist. Fast. Faster than I had moved in a long time. Something inside me snapped open. Something old. Something buried. Anxiety hit, not new, never new, but this was different. Stronger. Deeper. Unfamiliar. My chest tightened as a strange pressure built within me, rising from somewhere I could not reach, somewhere I had long lost or forgotten.

one goon said shamelessly. Shayan's entire body tensed. His vision blurred with rage, and his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The sickening words hung in the air like a taunt, pushing Shayan to the brink. He could feel Aastha trembling against him, her fear palpable, and that only made his resolve stronger. No one was going to harm her—not while he was breathing.

Chapter 166 Angelo Everybody gets to a point where they feel like they're not doing alright. we all have a dark room that we all go into whether it's in our heads or in a split second or in a moment of rage or a fit of anger.I think I've come to the conclusion that I am two people and one because I'm one way at work and then I'm the other way at home at work. I would never cry. I would never show any sort of emotion. I mean emotionless but everything I do as my wife said is driven by emotion because I'm human after all and it's only when I feel safe around someone that I show my true emotions.

Let's say that Jack was all purple and blue after about five minutes. Andrew sighed and rubbed his bruised fist, he looked over Jack's group and glared. " touch my fucking brother again and you will fucking regret it, " He said and dragged his numb and still brother out of the school and to his car. Ace didn't know what to say, why is he defending him? What's happening? Did his mind get out of control and fucked him up more? He didn't feel it when he started his panic attack episode again. His breaths come in gasps and he feels like he will blackout. His heart is hammering inside his chest as it belongs to a rabbit running for its skin.

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

When Angelo was feeling unpleasant and bitter in his heart, a sudden pat in his shoulder make his back straight and stared vigilantly at the person who just pat his shoulders without any permission, a complete stranger dared to make intimacy with him when he was distracted, it was normal for Angelo to feel vigilant and it was even more reasonable because of his unstable mood. “What do you want?” Angelo unconsciously raises his voice without even him noticing it. The stranger was startled by Angelo's vigilant gaze; he just patted the other person casually to ask if he could move a bit because he was blocking the way. He smiled in embarrassment when the students started to look in their direct