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he shouted angrily, and without wasting any time, he jumped on top of her, throwing her onto the sofa with his strength. "Let me go Christian!" she said. Her mouth, however, was silenced by lips that began to devour her passionately and furiously. Anger: an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything upon which it is poured. Seneca

"I've been learning to get mine under control though. You should probably work on that. Anger will only get you killed these days." He gets to his feet and turns to look at me with a steely expression on his face. "You're wrong. Anger helps us to fight these things. I just think about losing everyone I ever loved or cared about, and it drives me to destroy those fucking things. Maybe you should get a little angry. It might save your life."

Tomorrow I'll show them all. The thought was enough to calm me down some and I laid back across the bed. Anger burned bright in my chest as I tapped my fingers against it, but I knew now that it would get me nowhere. Like the therapist said, it was best to let the anger simmer; hold it just beneath the surface, before making a move. Only that dumb bitch and I differed on what those moves should be. After tomorrow they'll be sorry they ever fucked with me in this town.

Kimberly Pov The next morning Jason and I head out back to train. "You have to learn to control this new anger and aggression you now have. This easily triggered anger is strong, tempting, and controlling. You can't always react off this anger. This anger can cloud your judgment if you let it. A simple argument can lead to someone's death if you let this anger control you." He says, stopping in front of me. I've only felt this rush of anger now that Emma has shown up here. Before she came here I had nothing to be angry about. I was happy and everything was perfect.

She slammed the locker shut in frustration. Without wasting a second, she went to the cafeteria and stood in line to collect her food. The tears that run down her cheeks two hours ago were now dry and had stained her cheeks but she didn’t bother to wipe them away. She was furious but she knew better as to how to control her feelings, especially anger. Right from the start, she knew anger wasn’t going to be of any good. Over the years Ayra had come to the conclusion that anger can only destroy someone and there is no constructive outcome from it.

Cracks stretch along the wall like veins. I close my eyes, inhaling the rage that bubbles beneath my skin. Let it rise. Let it sting. Let it burn. But I won’t let it rule me. Because anger, my anger, must be precise. Controlled. Deadly. Unlike Sadie, I don’t use my anger to lash out blindly. I use mine to strike at my enemies until they are begging for mercy. I don’t let emotions rule me. That is something I learned from Kaden, and I must say, it’s been one of the best things to happen to me.

The anger simmered within him, driving his actions and clouding his judgment. Yet, despite the overwhelming fury, Luca recognized the importance of exercising caution. He understood that allowing his anger to dictate his choices could lead to disastrous consequences. Hence, he made a conscious effort to temper his impulses, knowing that a momentary lapse could result in irreversible damage. Luca's internal battle between his seething anger and his need for prudence intensified, creating a delicate tightrope he had to walk with utmost care.

I admit quietly. "Most often than not, we let the anger in because it's better than dealing with the pain. But with anger, comes an uncontrollable urge to lash out every time we become aware of the pain." Dr. Kaleb says to me. I nod my head. From experience I know he's right, and him knowing and understanding what it's like, does relax me.

The intent was to get him so angry, he would lose his sense of self in a blind rage, and ultimately, fail to apply enough level of care to avoid harm. Anger was one of the most destructive emotions on a battlefield, if not channeled appropriately. the wolf snarled at him, clearly growing angry at Caleb’s lack of movement. He snapped his teeth at Caleb, as his paws dug into the earth much like a bull would dig its hooves in the ground.

. Angry that Annalia is still dwelling in the past and finds it hard to move on and she still doesn't want any help. Sad for the same reason as to why I am angry. I exhale and continue to walk. It would definitely take sometime before I go back home. I really wonder how she is doing.I take a U-turn still having no idea of where I am going to, I just want to walk until I feel that I am calm. I've been known for having trouble with managing my anger and honestly it really isn't a pleasant sight. It has broken most of the friendships and relationships ships that I have had in the past, most at times it always gave me the confidence I needed to say some very ugly words which were quite unpleasan