Frieza Angry Novels & Stories

He said it emotionless like he doesn’t care what Cartex would think. “What do you mean, you will transfer him to his laboratory?” He asks in disbelief. “Yes, what is wrong with that?” Frio doesn’t give an inch of consideration, he wants to make Cartex that he has no right to interfere and I like it. But to our surprise, he pulls Frio thankfully I immediately hold his other wrist. It is look like tag of war or like in the movie. “What the f*ck, let me go.” Frio command but no one was willing to withdraw, me or him; no one wants to accept the defeats.

He clutched one of the frames in his hand and stared at it but I couldn't decipher the look on his face, and the emotions in his eyes. When he hit his lips for seconds longer than minutes in my eyes, tears spilled down his face silently. No sobs, no loud wailing, just water streaming down from his eyelids. “That won't bring her back” Oh, shit. Fuck me. Fuck my legs for entering here, fuck my mouth for not being able to stay silent. Freki lifted his face and it was like I had expected. Darkened and filled with anger. “What do you know?” He brought himself to his feet without delay.

I scream as I angrily throw the glass I was holding in my hand and its shattered pieces spread across the floor. I can feel anger rise in me as my eyes turn yellow and my fingers partially transform into paws. I walk over to the sitting area where I lift up the couches and angrily throw them against the wall, caring less about the ruckus I’m causing in the living room. I walk over to the flat screen TV and angrily push it down from the cupboard. A few servants rush into the living room but none of them has the courage to approach or try to stop me. They very well know what they’ll be getting themselves into if they attempt to do that. I scream in fury as I pick up the glass table at the

Well, he is indeed strong though. "Shut up, Yuro!!! No one's gonna die!!!!" Zaykee furiously glared at Yuro while he tries to stand up properly. "If we're not gonna die! You'll gonna die!!! So just kill us!!!" Xez added, raising his voice from the top of his lungs. "Noo!!!!" Zaykee screamed after diverting his glare at Xez, he is still clenching his jaw, teeth, and fists. He is like a volcano that will erupt anytime. The vein on his temple is popping also. He is angry. Really really angry.

Three. "What is wrong with you, you brat? Where are your manners?" Angie snapped, glaring at Merida. Merida's fingers tightened, and Angie immediately let out a cry of pain. "Ack!" Angie's brow furrowed as cold sweat instantly covered her forehead. Merida said coldly, "Can't you see Xavier is uncomfortable with you grabbing him? Let go!" "Ack! My hand!" Fury flashed in Angie's eyes. Elara's kid was going too far.

I tell myself inside. Freddy glasses at my wrists indifferently and presses his lips into us in mind. A second later, I get $10,000. When I get the money, I feel that I am not that angry. Maybe I am 30% less angry. I roll my eyes arrogantly. "Do not ever expect that I will forgive you after you get the money. Even if you give me $30,000, I will not forgive you either." to my surprise, Freddy does not even say a word after hearing me saying this. He rolls his wheelchair away after I finish shouting. Looking at him like this, seemingly miserable and weak, I feel less angry.

Plus, she was pretty certain Reyes wouldn't hesitate to give her back to his second-in-command. "Please!" she cried as he threw the jeep into drive and hit the gas. "Why are you angry with me? What's happening?" "Not angry with you," he growled. "Well if this isn't anger then I hope I never see what angry looks like!" she yelled as the jeep took a turn going way too fast in her opinion. "I'm frustrated!" he snapped. "Because of all the motherfuckers in the world that could have come back from the dead to cause problems, it had to be this one."

“I’m not angry with him, I’m just mad that he’s right and I’m also angry that I’m angry he was right and somehow, I’m taking it out on him.” Freya rolled her eyes, “You have got to be fucking with me.” She sent a punch to Mordeu’s face, knocking him to the ground.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

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.