Frustration Funny Novels & Stories

I sigh for the third time in a row, loud and obvious, but neither Mum nor Luke take a hint about how bored and frustrated I am or pay me any attention. I try to lighten my mood and not be a grudge. So I watch the movie for a full minute. The doctor is currently performing surgery on a patient, and just after he cuts the patient open, the demon takes control and starts stabbing the patient with the surgical knife instead. Luke throws his head back and starts howling like a dog, like that’s the funniest scene he’s ever watched. “What the fuck is funny about this?” I finally raise my voice, the frustration pouring out.

I blurted out angrily. His eyebrows knitted together. “What? if an asshole means trying to keep you safe, then I am guilty as charged” “If it helps you sleep at night then I guess it doesn't matter” I spat. A huge grin spread across his face and I could hear him chuckle softly. What was so funny? “You're cute when you're frustrated” he commented. I couldn't tell if he was mocking me, was he bipolar? he had to be. He always had to be playing some kind of game, he must be doing it intentionally. I couldn't tell what was happening in his mind because I was never able to read him.

I hated the fact that I was drawn to the way his nose crinkled when he was frustrated, and even more, I hated that I couldn't help but notice these insignificant details about him. I watched Adrian disappear into the smoothie shop, and I had to physically hold back from clenching my fists in frustration, tempted to punch my own jaw in exasperation. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" I groaned out in frustration, slipping quietly back into the car. I let my eyes dropped to my crotch and I snickered when I saw the tent in my pants. "Fucking hell!" I groaned out, letting my head dropped to the headrest of the car as I rubbed a hand over my face. I couldn't believe that I was actually rocking a h

Partway through I started to cry, laughing and crying because I had no other way of letting my pure anger and frustration out. “What took you people so damn long?”

Utterly speechless, the last ridiculous shred of hope inside me died quietly. … Meanwhile, at the headquarters of Silvercrest pack, Ethan glared at his phone with a frosty expression. The dark circles beneath his eyes were daunting. He was like a trapped beast, pacing the office back and forth, exuding a cold yet dangerous air. His phone was placed face down on the table. He almost flung it out of the window twice. When he saw the state his usually level-headed best friend was in, Cameron Duffal—Ethan's Beta—could no longer hold in his laughter.

How could he be smiling while I was being frustrated? "Nothing's up. I'm only being so frustrated right now. Life's getting too stressful for me," I declared. He chuckled, sat on the seat on the other side of my well furnished wide table, then drummed his fingers on the table to obviously catch my attention. "What?" I turned to him with lowered eyebrows, flustered at nothing specific. He sighed. "Dude, you're being frustrated so much these days. You would probably be fine if you have someone to be with you all the time."

I said teasingly, leaning on him to get him to accept my apology, but he didn’t smile or move. “I just said I am sorry!” I growled, faking anger in an attempt to have him say something. Bryan finally laughed, his throat vibrating for his lousy laughter. I joined him and we laughed out loud. “I thought you were mad at me,” I teased, throwing a book at him. We ran around the fields, playing and laughing. I fell in the green field and stood up several times. “You didn’t know I was that good at acting, right?” he chuckled, earning another laugh from me.

Damn it! After he talked, Jordan let out a mockery smile. He knew Ryan. The only reason Ryan would be frustrated is if his ego has been trampled on. Since Ann Maria was proving stubborn, indirectly she was trampling on his ego. It was so nice to see a man who gets all he wanted from most women to be frustrated by a high school girl. Ryan looked at his laughing friend, he suppressed the urge to slap his head and punch his tummy. It wasn't funny because he was really frustrated and his only friend did nothing but laugh.

“Running in here, thinking you can save the day. How laughable!” Franco’s frustration surged. The mockery in Harvey’s voice, the way he belittled Franco’s attempts to protect his family, stung more than the physical blows he was enduring. He needed to escape, to regroup and come back stronger. He couldn’t let Harvey’s taunts get to him, even though every insult felt like a knife twisting deeper into his resolve.

You shall find something with rainbows that glitters with love and happiness but it has one sigma to it and that's a little shade of darkness around it. “Aaaaah, Nate! How can this be a simple puzzle!” I lamented with a scrunched face as my level of frustration increased. “I think what you all want is to give me a high blood pressure but it's not going to work for people.” I chewed on my lower lip, which was an old habit I had whenever I was very frustrated. Letting out an expired air, I placed my hands on my hips as I shut my eyes and puffed out air through my mouth.