Heaven Hath No Rage Novels & Stories

’ I ask, Oh, he hears me alright, because the next thing that fills the sky is an ear-splitting hiss of pure blistering rage. Oops, I just pissed off a god, and I really don’t give ten fucks.

Rage boiled within me as I stormed into Oracle Sage's room, my heart pounding with fury and desperation. How could she, with all her supposed foresight, not have foreseen something as catastrophic as Mathew's disappearance? "I'll kill you!" I screamed, my voice laced with venom as I lunged towards her, intent on exacting revenge for my son's vanishing. As I charged towards Sage, ready to rip her head off her body, she remained eerily calm, her expression unfazed by my accusation. In spite of my rage-fueled advance, she stood her ground, her demeanor unaffected.

Andrew I was looking outside of my room's window just seeing the wonderful art by nature always makes me happy somehow the big blue sky, the blue ocean, the green mountains, beautiful birds always help me to calm my anger but this time it was not helping me, my anger was just growing inside of me day by day. I never felt so helpless I have everything but still, I can't have her, why? I ask myself that question many times I can't focus on any other thing except her.

Not sadness or even fear. It was rage.

Didn’t yell. Only silence. And a rage that would outlast hell.

"Don't be afraid my sweetheart. I am your friend, people call me Dolly" "Step back, go.... go away!".she got brood. "Ok fine, Listen to me" before he came closer she threw ice cream on his face. in reflex, it step back and Sarah got a chance to close the window. "Listen to me, dear" He smiled while cleaning his face and start tapping on the window giving it a musical rhythm. Due to the closed window voice came slow but it was obvious he was singing a song.

The earth cracked open beneath them, the weather spiraling into unnatural fury, sending shivers of terror through all who witnessed it. “The heavens are furious,” Theo whispered, his breath ragged as he gazed up at the roiling sky. All eyes turned skyward, and Aran muttered with trepidation, “The heavens are being challenged once again—” Their gazes shifted back to Ronan, the very man who had dared to challenge the heavens, just as he had done nine hundred years ago. The surrounding cries and screams echoed into the chaos, as even the ground trembled under the weight of Ronan’s fury, the flames of his rage scorching everything in their path.

Any thoughts about her could lead to their death! Of the two men, one was extremely tall and the other was extremely short. The tall man was slim and lanky. His muscles weren’t well defined, neither was his face the most pleasant thing to behold. He was hunched over, and his arms were much longer than his legs, so much so that they were almost dragging on the floor. He was average looking at best, and his strange frame kept people away from him. This tall man a High Level Divine Servant at the 7th stage of the Nobility Realm. He was a master of no weapons other than his own body. For his long nails were refined and sharper than many Mid-Level Weapons and comparable to High level Weapons. And

And then, voice soft and full of something unreadable, he murmured, "And so… rage becomes her." A slow, sharp smile curled my lips. Yes. Yes, it fucking did.

His voice, a thunderous roar, pierced through the chaos, sending tremors through the souls of those who dared to witness his wrath. "Sarah!" Haider's voice boomed, resonating with a primal anger that shook the arena to its core. His eyes blazed with a fire that consumed all reason, leaving only a single-minded desire for vengeance. "You have betrayed me, betrayed Ameera. You will pay for your treachery!" His words hung in the air like a death sentence, a warning to all who dared to cross him. The sheer force of his anger radiated from him like a tangible aura, commanding attention and sowing fear in the hearts of those who bore witness to his wrath.