Apple Bloom Angry Romane & Geschichten

Amelia pushed some more as she reached for the apple. [They don’t know about pests, do they?] /Unlikely./ Angie replied while she waited for something to happen. All of a sudden, Valerie glanced at Angie, and Angie caught her in the act. Valerie looked back at the apple with worry clearly reflected in her eyes. Angie’s eyes narrowed a little in suspicion. /What’s she thinking about?/

Angelica’s POV Lumian lunged at me again, each lung becoming more frantic and uncontrolled each time, and I couldn’t help the smile that curved my mouth. There it was, the moment when anger drowned out any sense, when power stopped being a weapon and became a tantrum. Something stupid, pathetic alphas always did. “You’re getting sloppy,” I said, stepping aside as his strike tore through empty air. “Is that frustration I hear or fear?”

“Alice, sit down. We need to talk.” Flora felt the trembling in her hands intensify. But this wasn’t fear—it was anger. A seething, bubbling rage that crawled up her spine, igniting her every nerve. She gripped the edge of the game table as she sat down, forcing herself to keep her form steady, even though every part of her wanted to scream. Alice, however, scoffed at Damien’s command. She didn’t bother to turn and face them as she said, “I have nothing to discuss with either of you.”

"I hate every single one of you." "You got horny and turned into a Disney sidekick." Jax forces out. "I did not get horny." Leo shouts, trying to catch the apples as they fall. That only makes me laugh harder. One of the apples bounces off a tyre and starts rolling down the slight incline toward the road. Leo lunges after it, a man trying to preserve the last scraps of his dignity. The sight is so ridiculous I have to brace myself against the car to stay upright. My stomach hurts. My face hurts. Tears sting the corners of my eyes. It feels easy. Normal. It feels like maybe we're finally going to figure this whole mess out together.

Alvablue: "Could it be that jerk's?" PiggyMarion: "What are you on about?" Alvablue: "I said Angie's pregnant!" Alvablue: "I saw a bunch of pregnancy test strips in her bathroom, and they were all positive!" HandsomeReese: "Alva, stop spreading rumors!" Alvablue: "I'm not! I'm worried about Angie. She has to deal with this when she'd just lost one of her family members and still has to take care of her sister. My goodness! If I were her… I'd be devastated."

"I have to be my best if I want to impress them or else Liam would be so embarrassed it's not like I care though" Angie was the first to leave for the table, her phone rang by her side picking it up she made sure no one was around "yes dear? get here as soon as you can" she smiled in satisfaction. Liam walked into the dining room ignoring Angie's presence completely. "Don't you think that you are biting more than you can chew Liam? you tortured my dear son so much now wait and watch how I ruin your life in front of you". Liam met her sharp hawk like eyes "I hate foolish women and you are no exception what more can I expect from your stupid son?"

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, and 1. I got up from the sofa, making everyone turn to me but I didn’t react as the anger rose in my head. I was never angry for something as small as this because I never cared for those things, but this little girl. She is different and every fucking thing she does and doesn’t bother me to the point of anger! Just like now! “Are you leaving, Damon?” Rose asks in confusion, getting up from the sofa too. I nodded my head, taking my bag and was about to walk away but she got on my way without knowing that I am angry.

His eyes were angry at me, rage radiated off him and I took a step back. " I'll ... run if you come any closer," I stuttered, on the verge of tears. " You won't get far," He promised, his claws were extended, and I looked for a way out. ' Love, Love,' I tried to mind link the little girl, Alpha Edward was too angry and if he doesn't calm down, he might kill me. " You're a fucking cheater, you're no different," He roared, his chest heaving. " Look who's talking," I retorted angrily

Alora clarified. “I'm aware that she could have seen, said or done something that didn't sit well with you, but was strangling her the only way to punish her? I could obviously tell by how reddish the marks were that you almost killed her, and I can't imagine how frustrating it must have been for her. I'm not asking you to play nice or anything, but I do believe it's high time you learn the act of self-control. Stop taking out your anger in the most aggressive ways,” she added, and I scoffed.

Riverbourne, Calvia. Bruce hit the rose garden at dawn—only to find a field of ash. The gardener was sweeping up nearby and looked up. "Mr. Jerkinson? You're up early." Bruce stormed over. "What the hell happened? Where are the roses?" He yanked the guy by the collar. "I was gone a few months. You torch them or something? Do you even know what those meant to Suri? What I put into them?" "Easy, sir! It wasn't us—your wife told us to clear them out. She lit the fire herself."