Frieza Angry Novels & Stories

Hottie! Inner Devil 2: ‘He is hotter when he is mad.’ Inner Devil: ‘Don’t worry, Freya. Angry men can push harder! Let’s love him!’ Freya: ‘Seriously?’ Soon, Kenneth’s grip on her wrist loosened. He said, “I’m sorry. I did not mean to lose my temper in front of you. Next time you want to upset someone, leave me out of it. Or better yet, let me deal with them.” “I’m - I’m sorry,” Freya said, gulping from nervousness.

I told her and hanged up and just then my dad came in "oh princess, I'm so sorry" he apologized immediately while I turned my back at him "leave dad" I yelled angrily "princess please forgive me, I couldn't do anything about it believe me I tried" he explained but I don't give a dime "dad please leave" I said still backing him "princess" he called and I turned abruptly at him "well f*ck your princess dad, just leave my room" I yelled angrily as he stared at me in shock "I ain't your princess anymore"I said coldly and lit up a cigarette while he just stared at me without uttering a world guess he doesn't know I do this "use the door" I said and puffed out smoke.

“Freya! It’s okay! Get out of your mind, and fight! They are approaching us!” Freya, still hitting against the door that won’t open, heard the voice, though distant, and paused. She looked at the closed door in front of her and glared dangerously at it. There was no effect. She left it alone, wondering what could open it, if it would ever be opened. When Freya came to her senses, when she found out that flames had been spurting out for her body and was causing damage, her anger diminished immediately. Guilt threatened to take over. The anger was raised again, however, when she noticed that the shadow warriors were walking toward them.

He slapped me hard on the face, making a loud thud. Immediately, my eyes clouded in tears. The slap felt sharp and numbed at the same time. I couldn’t understand the feeling other than fear and sadness. “Try and leave me again, Azaia. I’m telling you, I will kill Rafael,” he threatened. “Be grateful, I didn’t do anything to him yet. I could have killed him for all I want yet I didn’t. I’m warning you, don’t challenge me.” He clenched his jaw and furrowed his brows before leaving the room.

Angie clenched her jaw and looked away. “They actually… Still can do stuff like that…?” Elias looked disturbed as well. "Damn… He only gets angrier and more aggressive with every hit that one deals." He finally looked away too. “I think I’ve seen too much.” He mumbled under his breath. However, there was only silence from Angie. He peeked at her only to find her with a dark and sullen expression. He caught the way she gripped her blades so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

“So? Is it clear to you now? Or do you want me to repeat it? That’s fine with me.” He could see how Ferdie’s jaw clenched. He also tightened his grip on his shirt so much that it suffocated him. Ferdie’s eyes narrowed, and his teeth gritted in anger. “You, bitch. How dare you insult me!” He then looked at Drake and Janus, and a devilish grin appeared on his face again that somehow caused Nexus to get nervous. “You two know what to do.” Janus and Drake grinned back. “This is what I have been waiting for,” said Janus.

“You'd rather ride in some ugly ass truck? Pur-lease!” “Why are you so angry?” Keondra asked. “I'm not even as mad as you are. I'm just sad.” “Oh, you should be angry.” “I am.” “It's not enough.” “Is it because demons have a very short temper?” “You know it.” Hilda started the car. “Good riddance to bad rubbish!” Hilda slowly drove out as the garage door rolled up. Hopefully, they will never have to come back here again. “Destination?” Hilda asked. Keondra looked straight ahead. “Wrodromor.”

By the time Froz reached the end— The paper crumpled in his hand. The room became cold. Dangerously cold. Sam looked away. Embarrassed. Ashamed. Hurt. And for the first time since arriving at White Fang Palace— Froz felt genuine anger. Not annoyance. Not frustration. Anger. Real anger. Because someone had made her look like that. Someone had taken her smile. And somehow— That infuriated him. The Alpha’s voice became dangerously quiet. “Fuji sent this?” Sam nodded. A mistake. Because his expression darkened further.

Haider's footsteps echoed like thunder, a prelude to the storm of fury that was about to be unleashed. In that moment, Haider's anger knew no bounds. He yearned to tear the world apart, to crush his enemies beneath his heel, and to reclaim Ameera from the clutches of darkness. The intensity of his frustration threatened to tear him apart, but he harnessed it, molding it into a weapon to be wielded against those who had wronged him.

The sight would greatly amuse me. "And did I not tell you that I don't give a shit about that?" Felix snarled again, gripping the top of my arm with a painful grasp. I sneered down at him. Felt my own anger surface. "You didn't, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to walk pro-"