Novelas y relatos de Angst

, ohh somebody has grown some wings, swiftly I move across the room and wrap my hand around his neck "just because, I let you follow me around, don't mean you talk to me anyhow" I press his neck, he of all people should know how quick temper I am, my parent have taken me to therapy countless times because of it, the poor woman has dig and dig, looking for what making so angry and arrogant, definitely not because of my parent, they are loving, caring, and always try their best to make me feel safe and loved, I'm just this way... "I'm..sor..ry" he struggles out, his face turning red,

Electic sparks were flying everywhere. Her body broke into cold sweats. Her frantic gaze searching for Theo. Fear squeezed the air from her lungs when she couldn't find him. She was on her own. Angela gulped hard and wheeled her chair towards the exit. Her limbs were shaking, her gut was clenching with dread. Flames prowled around them like a deadly predator. Someone bumped into her wheelchair from behind causing it to turn over. A hiss tore through her throat as she fell to the ground. Her head hit the chair's arm prompting a whimper from her. She pushed the chair off her body with her shaky hands and struggled to get up. But it seemed like an impossible task. Damn her legs, they had sudden

Fury surged through my veins, a primal rage that threatened to consume me entirely. Without hesitation, I made my way to the meeting with Beta King Tyler's family without much expectations of what they had to say. Anger burned within me, fueling my every step even when I tried to control myself. The storm brewing inside mirrored the tempest raging outside as if the elements themselves sensed the turmoil within my soul. The wind howled and the rain poured down relentlessly, amplifying the intensity of the situation.

The voice shouted in anger and frustration. Anastacia’s nose bled while she covered her ears and shouted back in anger and pain to counter the voice in her head. It was driving her crazy, and she felt herself grow colder as her ears began to bleed as well. She felt like throwing up, and she fell to her knees in the dark void that was now beginning to consume her. The coldness made it impossible to even open her mouth as her entire body was suddenly consumed by both the dark and the cold. She didn’t know what was happening to her.

---- In her room, Angela took a seat on the bed with a feeling of turmoil. "When will all these fears disappear? When will all of this end?" muttered Angela, feeling frustrated. Angela recalled the frightening stare from Fergus just now. It gave her goosebumps and scared her. The fire that happened to her mother, as well as the fire that happened before, kept bothering her mind. "I want to live quietly and peacefully. When will all of this end? When did those shadows leave my memory?" Angela muttered, looking very frustrated. ***

I'm almost banging my head on the table from the sleep they're giving me. I'm longing to go home. I'm curious to see Angel. Dominic texted me to let me know that Angel was gay and that if I dared do anything to hurt Angel, he would kill me. I just want to laugh. Frankly, I've grown up. I'm not the stupid pup I used to be, but I don't know if Angel holds any grudges against me. For me, it's water under the bridge. Angel being gay makes me want to laugh. It must be an effect of a European education. I have nothing against it, the pack has several gay members, but for my brother to feel the need to warn me, he must be a crazy faggot. I'm still going to laugh a lot about this because I refuse to

His heart dropped into his stomach, his heart pounding, sweat dripping from his brows, it's really scary knowing that your enemy lurks around like a comforted scene. “ Fuck you, man”. He types back with every bit of anger and resentment.

Even though the baby was sleeping, she suddenly became paranoid just because she thought about possibilities that might not necessarily happen. Feeling full, Angel made the tray and put it under the bed. The silence in the room made Angel helpless. Cold sweat began to seep from the pores of her skin, her heart was beating very fast, and her breathing began to feel shallow like someone suffering from asthma. Angel didn't understand why she suddenly experienced that. After struggling for almost an hour to control her chaotic emotions, Angel began to calm down. She hugged her legs to her chest, then she buried her face between her knees to cry. “I need you, Xander.”

ASTRA Anger, hatred, fury and most of all, desperation raged inside of me. I was dying to keep my tears in check and my lips trembled uncontrollably as I tried to breathe in enough oxygen to keep me alive. Yet, at other moments, I wanted to cease my breath long enough to actually die before I would be made to crown this monstrous bastard. The smell of his pipe filled my nostrils, adding to the choking sensation in my throat. My breath was short and heavy but he didn't care as he held me effortlessly onto his shoulder.

Unknown I saw red. She was everywhere. Stupid Ava! Anger coursed through my body. The adrenaline pumping through my veins left a bitter taste in the back of my mouth, and it felt as if my chest were caving in. I tried to take deep breaths through my nose but they wouldn’t help. My mind raced with ideas for a distraction as the anger grew in intensity. I didn’t think anything could make this worse, however, the feeling persisted and grew stronger. “This is ridiculous!” The words flew out of my mouth as soon as they formed. A wave of anger was building up inside me. I wanted to scream. I had never wanted anything more than to unleash the fury inside me. But now. Now I couldn’t. I had to be cal