Apple Bloom Angry Novels & Stories

“You being affiliated with Bloom Beauty actually boosted sales. Like, for real. Whatever we paid you was worth it for the company.” Charlie nods, his expression softer now. “She’s right. You don’t owe us anything.” I nod back. “Thanks.” But I already know, I’m still going to make it up to them somehow. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to spoil the hell out of Anastasia Blomqvist. She better be ready. { Anastasia } I notice the change in Bram immediately. The second he gets cleared, it’s like someone flipped a switch inside him. He went from “hot guy who casually works out” to athlete.

Asteri growled. With a smirk, Amerie charged at him. Embers came to life along her fingertips. She kicked out at his midsection, her leg glowing with embers. He ducked out of the way but was met with a bolt of fire and sparks. Twisting, he lunged for her, but was stopped short when he found himself trapped in a tornado of circling flames. Her hair whipped around her as she screamed, her hands outstretched feeding the twisting inferno. As the orange flames danced around him, they breathed and snaked, just barely licking at his legs. Startled by the slight loss of control, Amerie dropped her hands and they sputtered out. She gave Apollo an opening, and he took it. He lunged again, reaching to

They merely watched with cold, piercing eyes, their expressions dripping with scorn and quiet ridicule. Colin was truly enraged. Desperation had pushed him to the brink, and he felt as if he could strike anyone in sight. "Sebastian, if you continue to press us so relentlessly, don't blame us for getting rough!" Qiana rolled up her sleeves, eager for a brawl. "Want to fight?" Colin braced himself, ready to go all out. "You think I don't dare?" "Very well," Aurora said, leaping gracefully from her horse. Her gaze was sharp, yet composed. "I shall grant you three strikes. After you, my lord!"

Phoebe felt so angry when the phone finally rang. She looked at the phone in her hand, with a delight look in her eyes, but her anger had not dissipated yet. She answered in a blaming tone, "My dear partner, have you forgotten about me already?" With a smile at the corners of his mouth, Alvin said, "What are you talking about? I was in a meeting just now, so it was inconvenient to make a phone call. Are you angry?"

{Mac Allister} I stormed towards Angelica's room, my anger simmering beneath the surface. I knocked forcefully, my frustration evident in the way my knuckles connected with the door. As Angelica opened the door, I wasted no time. With a swift and purposeful motion, I grabbed her by the neck, pinning her against the wall. The force of my grip made her gasp for air, her eyes widening in shock and fear. "What did you do back there?" I seethed, my voice laced with anger and disappointment. The words came out in a low, menacing growl. I needed answers, and I need them now.

His grip on my legs loosened and I took this chance to kick him hard in the part where it hurts the most. He groaned from the pain and loosened his grip on my hands. I pushed him away and ran away from him. Before I could get away, I heard him speak. “We will meet again, Little Tigress! We surely will!” End of Flashback… That’s how I met that blue-eyed hooligan. I hope we won’t see each other again! He is getting into my nerves and that cheeky smirk he had, it’s making my blood boil in anger.

" When did you become so responsible?" He smiled and said," When love happened. It's such an accomplishing feeling Rose" finding it difficult to hold, she broke down. She was feeling heavy since morning and now her dam of patience broke. She had kept it inside for a week and the events of yesterday triggered her. Aaron hugged her tightly lending her a shoulder to let it all out. He knew something had happened, something grave. Otherwise Rose and Tears were arch enemies. Benjamin crushed the sipper in his hand and threw it in the dustbin. He saw her laughing, teasing, crying, hugging him. Jealousy disseminated in his veins like fire, he could burn anyone who dared to come in front of him.

The fresh air felt lighter, cooler — like a new beginning. I waited by the gate for my ride, scrolling through my phone absent mindedly , when the bang of a car door made me look up. Marielle. She stormed toward me in a mini designer dress and knee length boots, fury written across her face. Before I could even move, her palm connected with my cheek — hard. The sound echoed. Heads turned instantly. “I’ve been looking for you!” she hissed. “How dare you call my man yesterday?!” I blinked, stunned. “What?”

Angelina asked. Damon is furious with anger as he remembers how he killed his mother. Angelina understands while seeing his angry face of Damon. "I know you're enraged, so let us exact our vengeance on your behalf." "Throw this peel in front of him." Angelina said. "Oh, I understand." Austin smiled devilishly. "I’m a good baller. I’ll throw it." Austin holds the peel in his hand. Everyone stares at Liam, who is standing in front of him while using the phone.

Amber nudged Angela with wide eyes before whispering in her ear, “This man is not a low rank werewolf. He smells like an alpha, I think he is from another pack. Let's not offend him, just take the flower and let's be on our way” “No,” Angela stood her ground. She ignored Amber who was tugging on her arm in fear. “He should apologize” Seeing that Angela was serious about him apologizing, the man stood straight from his bent position. He withdrew the hand that was holding the flower back and placed it behind him. “I'm sorry if I've offended you, my ladies” anger flashed in his eyes as he apologized and Angela did not miss it, but she did not care. She's already gotten what she needed from him.