Blossom Angry Novels & Stories

I'm just grateful she finally decided to come back to DemonCrest with me. A tap on my shoulder brought me out of the trance I was in. I swung around "What?" I said angerily. Layla froze and pulled her hand back. "So this is your mate? Ha!" She laughed. I could feel Jax clawing to take control. Just another day.

The lady rushed to my front and held my hand. I looked at her face and realized she looked familiar. Maybe she was one of my fuck buddies seeking attention. “We’ll thank you, I’m not interested.” I pushed her away, but she held my leg. A few people started watching and I felt embarrassed by her attitude, “get her off me.” I ordered Richard. “Rodri, it’s me Blossom and I have very important information about your prostitute surrogate.” “Don’t you ever call her that!” I warned her, barely restraining myself from hitting her.

At the same time, Aries was angry and disappointed in what he saw as complete and utter disrespect on Dean's part. Blossom stood her ground, keeping her eyes on the elders, willing them to acknowledge her. Several of the elders simply scoffed and went back to their side conversations. Others tried to stare her down to force her to look away. But she refused to do so. Finally, the leader among the elders addressed her.

"Why do you always have to be rude to me? You don't even care how much your words hurts me" Aiden chuckles. "It does? Wow! I'm so glad." Blossom stamp her feet on the ground and stood up with her bag. "You're just an arrogant piece of trash" Hurt, Blossom hurried out of the bar in anger. Aiden watched her walk away and he smiles. Glad he's able to get rid of her, at least for today. She's really a pain in his ass and Aiden wondered why she's so obsessed with him. Not like he's showing her any sort of attention or affection.

Unbeknownst to Rose, Blaze's attention remains fixed on their interaction, his grip tightening around his glass. Blaze's sharp glances at the corner of the party reveal his inner turmoil. He senses Dexter deliberately drawing closer to Rose, and it stirs a deep anger within him. The primal instincts of his inner wolf scream for dominance, but Blaze fights to maintain control, refusing to let his anger consume him.

Why did Blossoms Fairy seem so angry at Philip for mentioning it? “Is there a misunderstanding?” Philip asked with a frown.

While looking at Lord Damon who is sucking my nipple, he looked like a newborn baby that is hungry for a mother's milk. "Ngghhh. This nipple drives me crazy. I will never be bored and get tired with this shit," he spat on it while looking at me. He closed his eyes and revealed me an expression in which he felt superb and happy. To my surprise, I managed to smile at him. With a weak body and a numb muscle, I patted his head like a child. Lord Damon jolted and looked at me with wide eyes. "Why are you smiling? Are you nuts?" To feed his anger and to somehow lessen it, I nod. His face frowned and slapped me in the face.

they grabbed Zoe by the arm and calmly said, "don't be angry, miss Zoe. take a deep breath and calm down. everything will be okay. "she's right, mis Zoe, you two are friends and to the same job, you will see each other again." Zoe was so angry that she didn't care about anything. her anger was stirring up inside of her, and no one could control her. she didn't care who she hurt. she slapped one of the makeup artists right in the face.

“Good morning everyone. As some of you might already know, I’m professor Astor, but you can call me Elio. I’m your assistant professor for modern literature.” While the guys mummured about how chill their professor was, the girls giggled at his handsome masculinity. Except Vanessa of course. She was mortified. It felt like they were doing something wrong. How would she explain that Professor Astor had seen her naked in a tub before, or that he had picked her rose toy off the floor? She just hoped that she would be able to survive this. Since she got to Brooklyn, she had been going through one drama or the other. While she didn't entirely hate her experience, she was mortified by it. Now that

A black card. “I’m sure you received the wedding gift and signed the necessary documents,” he said coldly. “This is for you. Use it to get something to make yourself look… better. I don’t like my wife looking like—” His eyes traveled over me before he finished with a cruel smirk. “—that.” The words hit hard. My anger simmered, but I forced myself to stay composed. I had sworn never to let anyone make me feel small again. “You don’t get to talk to me like that just because you married me,” I said quietly but firmly.