Furiously Novels & Stories

His fingers curled into fists at his sides, his entire body radiating unspoken fury. Narinig ko ang pagbugtong ng hininga ng lalaki, kasabay ng mahina niyang mura. Pero hindi ko na iyon inintindi. I don’t have time for this kind of bullshit.

"Nabuhay ka pa!? Pwes, ngayon hindi ka na makakalusot pa!" Napakunot noo ako at namutawi ang kalituhan sa isipan ko nang masilayan ang pagtubo ng kanyang mahahaba at matutulis na mga kuko sa kanyang mga daliri nang ito'y kaniyang igalaw. Mga kukong hindi kulay dilaw at kayumanggi, kun'di puting-puti na katumbas ng normal na kulay ng kuko ng mga Bampira o ordinaryong tao. Nakita ko rin ang limang singsing sa kanyang isang kamay, nakapalibot sa lima nitong daliri. Hindi katulad ng pinatay ni Fenrir six years ago, tatlo lang ang singsing na nakasuot dito. Nakaukit ang mga latin na lenguahe at pangalan sa kanyang mga singsing, "Vindicta." At ang isa naman na nakaitim na may ekis sa mukha, "Furor

Napapangiti ako, ngunit panandaliang napapawi ito sa bigat ng lihim ko. Lumapit siya, halos magdikit ang noo sa akin. Ang mga mata niya’y puno ng damdamin, pero may halo ding pangamba—parang alam niya ang panganib na dala namin. Huminga ako nang malalim, pilit kontrolin ang damdamin. Sa kabila ng init ng gabi, ramdam ko ang lamig ng takot sa dibdib ko. “Lucien…” bulong ko, parang nagtatakip sa buong mundo. “Hindi ko pa kayang sabihin.”

Nakita ko na lang ang sarili kong malalaki ang hakbang patungo sa kaniya at mabilis na hinablot ang plastic na iyon. His dark eyes grew even darker. Fury consumed him, gloom coiled within his visage, distorting his features into a swollen mask of rage. "Fuck you, Fuentes! Give me that back!" his voice rang out like thunder, filled with righteous indignation. I shook my head in disagreement. I'm not going to give this to him! My lips started trembling because of the situation. He said he's not in his right state of mind, so, there is a possibility that hes' drunk by this drugs before he came here and he just want to have some more.

Ramdam ko ang pag-upo nito sa harap. "What's with the look man?" natatawang tugon ng kaibigan. "Someone broke my car," I can sense his frustration. Sorry, not sorry! "Really? Your new Ferrari? That's crazy. Nahuli mo ba ang may gawa?" "No. The hell with that bitch, whoever she was. Nagawa niya pang burahin ang footage." Bitch?! How dare you?

Patay ka sa akin kapag hindi effective 'to, gago ka! (ಥ⌣ಥ) - Max Fuck. "PUTANGINA KAAAAAAA!!!!" *wapak! wapak! wapak!* *ratatatatatatatat* *boogsh! booogsh! booogsh!* COUNTER-TERRORIST WIN. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" "Pffft---BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Putangina ka, Frozt Venturin! PAPATAYIN KITA MAMAYA!

h-hindi ko maiwasang mag overthink. "Fck you, Justine! fcking bullsht!" Fck this man! he's getting into my nerves! damn!

“How dare- Fabian slammed his fist on the coffee table. Nagtalsikan ang nasa ibabaw ng lamesa. Anger and frustration bubbled inside of him. Hindi niya mapigilang ang nanginginig ng kanyang kalamnan. His lungs hurt by the sudden pressure. Hindi siya makahinga ng maayos.

Tiim na tiim rin ang labi nito at maigting na nakakuyom ang mga kamao. Padaskol nitong isinara ang makapal na kurtina pagkatapos ay tumalikod at mararahas na inihakbang ang mga paa palabas. Swearing only one sentence. "I'll make you pay for this fucking hell, Serie!"

Son of a bitch! Michael didn't seem to be able to wait any longer. He was so enraged as his face turned into crimson red, he couldn't keep his composure any longer. Not anymore, and certainly not for another fucking minute! He tightened his teeth and clenched his fists in rage. With the wrath storming inside his chest, Michael could probably be capable of killing them all with his bare hands.