Angsty Novels & Stories

I gossip about shit that's none of my business every day, so I narrow my eyes as I inspect him, "What?" "Are you into him? Since when do you defend so much someone I'm gossiping about?" I ask, making Angel give me a pissed face, but I don’t relent. Sexuality is fluid and I fully believe everyone is a little bi, "You have a crush, Angel?" "Of course not, you little shit," he growls, looking panicked, "You can't joke about gay shit with men like Saint, okay? He's a conservative man and obviously traumatized about his military days, there's some weird shit about him, okay? I think he could snap and kill all of us if you pushed him enough. I already saw him in action, he took down the whole team

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo

I spoke with disgust in my tone; I always hated kids, they always think they know everything yet they haven't even lived half the life I have. "Being a teenager is great" Grayson smirked while scrolling through his phone. "Yeah well your father didn't abuse you mentally and physically" I scoffed, pulling out a smoke, following Ashton's lead. I started getting really tense lately, it's like my anger would all of a sudden turn on and I couldn't switch it off no matter how hard I tried. I clenched my fist, trying to let my anger dissolve.

Storm pushed Angeline into the dark room and locked the door with a click. Angeline was handcuffed, but her legs were untied. She paced back and forth in the room, yelling continuously, "You bastard, Jay Ares. I curse you for not having any seasoning packets in all your instant noodles packets for the rest of your life!" Baby Zetty and Baby Robbie exchanged glances. Baby Zetty said, "This woman sure has the audacity to scold Daddy, eh?" Baby Robbie frowned. "Why is she cursing like Mommy?" After yelling for a while, her mouth and tongue were dry and she began coughing.

If anyone disturbed her now, she would definitely lose her temper. "It's been two days and two nights. Wow, you've really outdone yourself. Are you insane? Do you not value your life anymore?" Austin's face was cold, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife. "That's not it. I know where the line is. I'm almost done—so close to winning!" Angela felt overwhelmed and helpless. "Don't come near me! Stay right there!" "Oh, the streamer's getting scolded! She's totally freaking out."

“F*ck-“ but Aimie didn’t finish what she was going to say because Anton cut in. “You, having lost your memory, you suddenly became rude.” “I’ve been rude since birth, bro. I’m born this way.” Angelo said with pride. “What do you mean born this way. Even if you’re a gaga, you’re not the famous singer in Hollywood.” Angelo shouted in annoyance at what he heard. The frog just told him he was a gaga. Can’t he see that he’s intelligent and as well as handsome, “You should look at the mirror, you freaking frog. You’re crazy!”

I notice a new person with that bastard Denver Wangley, who has dared to talk back to me even after witnessing the personified death itself. “Yes! I am asking you! Because I don't care who the hell are, because you have interrupted something very important to me and it makes me so mad and angry. And when I am angry then I don't care who is standing in front of me, as I just go crazy and beat the shit out of anyone who dares to come in my way, like this–”

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.

Not only did Angelina not listen, but she also pushed her father aside, her eyes burning with an angry glare fixed upon Audrey. Audrey, cowering in fear in the corner of her room, worried that Angelina's rage might result in harm being inflicted upon her. Angelina's fury was evident in her bloodshot eyes. She had bottled up all her emotions due to Chad's announcement, hoping that the good news would overshadow the painful memories. Now, however, she had no choice but to confront the situation. Her approach was far from calm - she seemed ready to unleash her rage upon someone, even if it meant resorting to violence.

Mona spits back. “Well, maybe you need a new makeup regime or something because I honestly thought you were way older. Also, thanks for the dress suggestion, but I don’t trust the taste of an adult woman who bothers to take note of what teenage boys like. Isn’t that called pediophelia?” Angie says with a judgy look as she hangs the dress back up.