Caillou Angry Novels & Stories

But he couldn’t help it. Carl couldn’t hold back his anger any longer. He grabbed a fistful of dirt, scrambled to his feet, and tossed it right into Callum’s face. Callum hadn’t expected that and was momentarily blinded by the dirt in his eyes. Carl seized on the opportunity and came at Callum, punching him hard in the face.

"Feel it." He stepped closer, his body blocking everyone from view. His hands found my waist. "Think about something that makes you angry," he said. "Something that makes you want to scream." I thought about Claudia. About her hands on my face. About Vivian's laughter. About the years of silence, of pain, of being nothing. The anger built in my chest. Hot. Heavy. "Now," Kael murmured. "Let it out." I opened my mouth and screamed. The sound ripped through the yard—raw, primal, powerful. The ground shook. The wolves stumbled back. The air vibrated.

His jaw clenched, and I could feel the anger radiating off him in waves. "You’re mine, Allison," he growled, his voice low and dangerous, sending a chill down my spine. "You don’t get to walk away from me." Before I could respond, his lips crashed against mine in a furious kiss. It wasn’t gentle or tender—it was filled with anger and frustration, an attempt to claim me in a way words couldn’t. I gasped against his lips, shocked by his audacity, before anger surged through me like wildfire. Using all my strength, I pulled back and swung my hand, the sharp sound of the slap echoing in the still night.

I say stubbornly crossing my arms. He copies my posture only his is more intimidating "I said no" he states, his voice hard. Instead of arguing, I walk into the front room "yes!" I shout before slamming the door laughing. I hear him storm off making me grin. "Chloe" I say turning off the TV. She stands up fuming with anger "what the fuck man!?" She shouts clearly pissed. I raise my eyebrow "I have good news" I state happily. She grumbles and sits down reluctantly "spit it out then" she mumbles annoyed.