Eren Anger Novels & Stories

The lines on his forehead deepen, etching a map of his inner turmoil. With every accusation, every recollection of past wrongs, Jay's anger intensifies. It fuels his resolve, propelling him forward with a fierce determination to confront his father and expose the depths of his pain. His words are chosen deliberately, carefully crafted to cut through the armor of indifference that his father wears so callously. As the confrontation escalates, Jay's entire body seems to vibrate with an electric energy. His movements become more forceful, accentuated by sudden gestures and sharp, decisive actions. The anger boiling inside him radiates outward, creating an aura of palpable hostility that fills t

ANGER. A strong feeling of displeasure, hostility or antagonism towards someone or something, usually combined with an urge to harm. Anna Davenport had felt this way severally whenever she heard some of the stories some of her traumatic patients had been through and how she desperately wished she could teach the assailants a lesson. Her day hadn’t stated so great as she kept getting involved with Dylan Blake, the current director of her hospital but the patient in front of her just tops it all. She stares at the 17year old teenage boy seated in front of her, looking lost in his own world.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me today, but everything is annoying me, and I’m finding it hard to contain myself. ‘Pull it back, child; you can do it,’ ‘What do you want? Why won’t you tell me who you are?’ Whoever the male is who speaks to me never tells me his name. He won’t answer when I ask; he merely changes the subject. Fuck, am I losing my mind? ‘You’re not losing your mine, Anja. My child, you must control the anger, for letting it out could mean the end of those you love. Look inside yourself, Anja; you know it to be true.’

Andres shouted out, "Stop your crap! I lied, but so what? There's nothing between Goliry and me. If you dare to talk crap again, don't expect me to be nice to you." 'Sh*t!' Angera's face darkened as he locked his eyes on Andres. He sneered at him. "Hey, kid, watch your words. Show me! What will you do?" A powerful aura erupted from Angera's body. He aimed his palm at Andres. He was already in a bad mood when he could not find Magnum. His rage grew even stronger after he realized Andres had duped him. "Do you think I'm scared of you?" Andres did not panic. He laughed coldly and erupted his internal energy to counterattack. He was not afraid even though Angera was the Great Elder of the North

She got into the car and drove directly to her place. "You have lethal rage issues. I understand that I am not the greatest person to tell you this, but attaining information will not damage you. Heart issues have skyrocketed in recent years, and anger has a lot to do with it," Ana said, casting a sideways glance at Richard as she noticed him silent but his countenance revealing his unrelenting rage. "I am fine! Anger cannot kill me," Richard murmured, keeping his gaze fixed on the road. Ana relaxed her shoulders and turned her gaze to the window, allowing the stillness to offer her serenity at the end of the day. Suddenly, her stomach grumbled, 'BAWR!'

His anger and resentment only spread like a wild fire. "Arrrrgh!"

"Angela, the next time you come around me and disrespect not only me but my fiancé, I will kick you out. I have important business to attend to. Excuse me." Anthony walked away, dragging me with him. I looked over my shoulder at the woman and saw her looking as if her head was on fire, which described just how enraged she was. I looked forward and glanced at Anthony. His jaw was clenched hard, defining his sharp jawline while his nose flared. He was pissed. Really pissed.

"We can also have more time to enjoy days like this." "It's a pity you were rejected." A smirk appeared on Angga's face, remembering that they had talked about the future in between heated moments. He was clearly underestimating Darren. "I won't entertain you this time." "I don't like being pitied, especially by you!" Darren reflexively snapped. His formal language had disappeared. He threw repeated punches at random interspersed with kicks that barely gained a foothold.

I did not pay attention to it and just grabbed my bag. “Well I wonder how you spent a day there. You are a very angry type of vampire. How did you tolerate the stupidity of those stupid and ignorant people?” A chuckle left his throat as he eyed me. Angry man? Well, I am not. Yes, I am really not angry at little things. I do not get angry quickly even on big things, but once I get angry, I can definitely destroy everything around me. My siblings have seen my anger. Not only that, but my parents are also aware of my anger. They are aware of every devastation that I caused in anger.

Darlyn's anger surged through her veins, fueling her wrath as she hurled objects across her condo unit. Vases shattered against the walls, sending shards of glass scattering in every direction. The room became a chaotic display of her seething emotions. "How dare he? How dare he deny our connection?" she seethed, her voice laced with venom. "I won't let him humiliate me like this. He'll regret ever crossing me!” Her words echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls as she paced back and forth, her mind consumed with thoughts of revenge. She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white with the intensity of her anger.