Angsty Novels & Stories

“She said she was drunk!” “And you believed her man! Seriously, you believe that crap. This ain’t the first time, neither is it the second nor the third, yet you take every rubbish that spews out of her mouth. A lady mistakenly gets into your brawl, she gets hurt even, yet you want to take out all your frustrations on her. You know what! You are a b**ch, bro.” Damien threw a punch at Jacob's face, jolting him backward and onto the table in his study.

Edna stated sadly as they both stood at the hallway, thinking of ways to elude Levi and sneak into their offices. "No, I believe he won't." She stated calmly. "Edna I'm so sorry, this is all my fault." "No Laura, it's neither you nor Cameron's fault, I couldn't just leave you all like that." Edna said. "Next time you both would obey and keep to work ethics." A feminine sultry voice sounded from behind and they both rolled their eyes as they recognized the voice. Annette, the stunningly sexy marketing manager. Pretty face, nice boobs, slim waist, nice hips - all of which were worked on through plastic surgery - classy, bossy, condescending, a pain in the ass and, simply a bitch.

" asked Alta full off anger. "She doesn't need a trash guy like you, I can make her happy even more." "Are you crazy? Fuck!" "Me, or you an asshole?" "Fuck! Don't ever take Green from me." "We'll see," Daren said so casually but firmly and full of meaning.

He stuttered; perhaps he wanted to ask a lot of questions, but when he didn’t talk, I assumed he decided to keep his mouth shut and keep his nose away from this complicated matter. “What are you doing, Sky?” Angela asked me with her panic-stricken eyes. “Let’s talk later. Bathe the girls first,” I said and turned my back on them, walking to my gym room to box. I had to punch something to release my anger before I could hurt her.

Maybe that should be enough of a reason to take a leap of faith, but I'm too afraid to do it. "Do you realize how many girls like him?" Anger ignites in her eyes. "Then throw in all the freaking hockey groupies." She scrunches her nose before spitting out the next words. "I swear, if I catch one more puck bunny hanging all over Austin, someone is getting bitch-slapped into next week." She gives me a hard-edged stare. "If you're smart, you'll get in there and stake your claim, because, trust me, someone else will be more than happy to do it."

She said "No problem Mrs. Marcia. I have to go now... Thank you so much" Mrs. Marcia looked classy and a little bit sophisticated. Her look shouted more of a white woman. Her gentle nature and charisma are irresistible. Unlike other mums, I know... By this I mean my mum, her stubbornness is like two parallel lines... She can be over dramatic about anything and when she's angry, she can hit you with anything. Typical African mum... In the fashion studio, I couldn't concentrate. I was lost in thought of what happened last night... I got distracted when my phone ranged... It was Brain

Chapter 66 Declaration WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! “I already did, and you won’t be able to do anything about it.” “Traitor!! Fuck you Naster! I will make sure you rot in hell dumbass!” Naster laughed maniacally as if he was looking at some funny play before him, angering Oliver even more.

My anger and jealousy spilled over like the whiskey I abandoned during the meeting. Summer glared up at me, her face flushed, but she remained silent, her breath coming in short gasps. Welcome to the club, baby. I’m pissed off too. “You want to play games, Summer? Let’s play.” My voice was low and dangerous, and my eyes narrowed as I loomed over her. “No one”—I gestured to her clothing, my voice shaking with rage—“will ever see your pussy but me.” Summer swallowed, her eyes flicking up to meet mine.

“Do you think I’m some stupid slut, you can just fuck and get away with? I’ll make you pay!” Angela yelled, her face was red from anger, she wouldn’t actually do anything, she just wanted to vent her frustration. Trenton stood tall and looked at her. “When you’re done, do what I asked you to do, it wasn’t free of charge, I’m paying you for it!” He said. “Oh, really? And did I tell you I wanted to do it with you, mark my words, men like you don’t last on this earth!” She yelled more. “Get out!” He yelled back at her. She ran out in tears and went to a toilet to change, she vowed never to work in this company.

The testing facility would be searched, the test subjects discovered, and Mercile Industries would be exposed for all the dirty secrets they hid from the world. She crouched over 416. His beautiful but angry dark gaze focused on her. Rage burned in his intense glare. She swallowed the bile that rose at what she had to do to him next. “I’m sorry. Really. I have to do this to you.” “I’ll kill you,” he rasped. One hand flopped on the floor next to her. “I swear this!” His throat worked. “I will kill you with my bare hands.”