Eren Anger Novels & Stories

“I wanna ask something.” “Don’t make it too complicated to answer,” she said giving me a worried expression. “Don’t worry, it’s just simple.” “Okay, spill.” “What kind of a being is Angelo?”

Her cheeks darken with anger, and a low growl echoes forth between her clenched teeth. "You fucking asshole!" With that she whips around and stomps out, throwing the door closed behind her with a loud 'whack' that could have raised the dead. I'm too mad myself to really care just now. The hot water is scalding my skin but I don't really notice, the turmoil inside of me too strong for much else to intrude into my unhappy bubble. My main problem is that once the most superficial anger evaporates along with the outer layers of my skin, common sense kicks back in and makes me feel

"I'LL BEAT YOU UP IF YOU DON'T LET HER GO!" A man's voice boomed out with his jaw tightened in anger. *****

,he roared back. "I never signed shit you idiot and I would never sign my life away to you. Nix was a money hungry piece of shit that died too easy. You need to die slow and screaming like you made most of us do from beatings!!"Angie yelled right back. Warren looked taken back, but he snarls at her. "You will pay for your insolence," he says calmly, and Angie cringes. He steps closer, and Emma pokes him right in the eye.

"I know you're angry at me." "Yes, I am. I am fuming with rage. I want to hit you so badly for keeping this away from me. Do you think you will win a trophy just because you're being perfect? You won't even get recognition. No one will acknowledge you for saving the world. I will not praise you for that." I didn't know how the words kept flowing out. My anger had taken over me completely. Angelo didn't say anything. He watched me vent all my anger out.

Taking advantage of the situation when you know your enemies can't fight back. My anger simmered like a pot about to boil over as I clenched my hands into fists, my knuckles cracking with the pressure. It had been a damned long time since I'd gotten this pissed. Not even Alex could boast of bringing out this intense rage that seemed to come straight from the pit of hell, like a raging inferno. I felt my face heat, my eyes burning with intensity. My jaw clenched, my teeth grinding together. “How dare they?!” I growled, my voice low and menacing. "How dare they try to harm my family?!”

Suddenly, his eyes turned red. Angela didn't notice his reaction because she was too angry to even glance at him. "I know you're truly remarkable. With just a few clicks, you effortlessly tackle any problem without even needing to think. You can help whoever needs your help. I've already made it clear that I prefer to reach my goals without relying on you, and I certainly don't want to owe you anything. "Yet, you still got angry at me. Are we even close enough for me to have to handle anger? You're too self-righteous!"

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—I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you today! You f*cking gold digger!” Anger rose in Ben like a tide. His bloodshot eyes were full of wrath and he looked as though he had emerged from hell. “I’ll end you! F*cking shameless b*tch!”

ARIANA'S POV Anger surged through me like electricity the minute I sighted Odette. Her calm demeanor, standing by the police van, ignited a blaze of fury within me. Without thinking, I sprinted toward her, my vision narrowing to her smug face. “How dare you!” I screamed, my voice raw with rage. My hand connected with her cheek in a resounding slap that echoed through the night. The shockwave from the impact reverberated up my arm, fueling my anger further.