Harry Potter Angry Novels & Stories

Harry says and I battle to yank my arm out of his grip. Jason steps out and my eyes widen. Of us four, Jason is the one with the worst anger issues. Murder is possible when he gets mad. Everyone freezes as Jason stares at Harry with destructive hate. Jason swiftly moves towards Harry and yanks him off the ground so easily. I scream when Jason throws Harry to the ground. I don't think Harry's ribs will remain the same. Jason sits on Harry and begins to throw blows at his face. Time isn't on my side but I need to stop this fight.

Annie is damn angry now as her hippo is just being emotional here rather than to be practical where their lives are at stake. The sentence just broke something inside Sandy that he looked dangerously at his Cinderella

He smirks then pats me on the head as he says, “Good girl.” My fists clench as I resist the urge to get angry and continue this. How dare he treat me like a dog? Todd is trembling in fear, and Harry wants to come to my defense; it’s up to me to keep my head. I pat Harry’s arm, hoping it’s enough for him not to initiate anything.

The scent of anger was thick, metallic and suffocating, yet beneath it all lay the subtle notes of fear - a shared dread that perhaps we were only steps away from reopening old wounds too grievous to heal. "Peace," I whispered to myself, the word a talisman against the tide of rage within me. Biansky's accusations, his pain, they clawed at the walls I had built around my own heartache - the loss and betrayal that seethed like a festering wound beneath my calm exterior. Harry's death had been a tragedy, undeniable and sharp, but Paul... the memory of his lifeless body, ensnared by forbidden magic, still haunted my dreams. Could I truly rise above these grievances when every instinct screamed

My temperature rising from the heat of the volcano of anger threatening to burst open from within me. I knew I needed to let out some stem. “You! Step forward.” I signaled to him and watched as he ran forward, shaking in fear. Such a coward! My crew would do better without a coward. “Remind me of your name.” I said. “Ha..Harry..Master.” He stammered. I nodded, pouting my lips together. “Well Harry, I hope you like death.” I said and dug my claws into his stomach before he would be able to process them.

They froze. " Now if you'll excuse me, I want to catch the real culprit before he escapes." I gritted through my teeth before storming towards my car, driving off. It didn't take long before I got home and sure enough, he was still there. He saw me walking in and stared at me, a stunned and angry look on his face. "Happy now?" I asked as I threw a punch in his face. He staggered back. Mom gasped. " How dare you!?..." He muttered as he raised his face. But I wasn't done yet if anything... I was even angrier, to the point of madness.

Something more dangerous yet unpredictable. Harry's palms turned into tight fists as he again punched the table making Rose jump up in fear. Her eyes slightly widened at his angry form. Why was he this much angry? "I told you already to stay away from that man and his wife then how fucking dare you!" She jerked forward when he again punched the table causing her body to touch his. But Harry was unfazed. He was fuming thinking again and again about her going on dinner with that Lil shit.

".. he was caught! Evely and Sophia stayed perplexed. They didn't imagine to experience this kind of hissy fit today. Too much to digest. Especially Evely. "Excuse me.. what are you saying? What do you mean??".. Evely stammered and then burst into a sarcastic laughter. Danyang kept looking at her. "Are they filming or something? She looked around. "What are you talking about old lady, a lycan, a mermaid prince, please"..

She jumped in place out of fear, quickly carrying the water, and running to Galadriel's room, who was looking at Harry, who was standing in front of him, with great anger. “And you go to the stable, and clean the war swords.” Harry did not say anything, except that he continued to look at the one who looked at him with contempt, before he also moved away from the place. *Why are you so angry? Our mate is beautiful and anyone in this world desires her* His wolf said very calmly, even though he was burning with the intensity of jealousy he felt at that moment. *Shut up * He said with extreme anger and even more irritation, as he moved to his room, swearing within himself that he would make tha

ZEVRAN POV After everything I was pissed Clearly from her lack of sensitivity. stormed out of the house, my anger boiling over like a pot left unattended. I had just shouted at Hermione, and I knew I had gone too far. But she was being unreasonable, always pushing me away and doing things on her own. I didn't understand why she couldn't see that I was only trying to protect her. And to think that she could even mention her brothers in the middle of our conversation makes it even sound crazier than I thought.