Novel & Cerita I Am Stronger Than Anger

I gritted my teeth when I removed it halfway and had a look at my stitched-up wound. My jaw tightened, the anger pushing at my chest only intensified with every fucking passing second. Anger at myself more than at anything else. Anger because I was feeling tired, feeling weak, feeling disoriented and in a haze. Anger that I was hurt; I allowed myself to get hurt. I fixed the bandage back like it was and buttoned up my shirt, ignoring every other feeling but the anger. Anger was good now, anger can help me move on, anger can help me do what should've been done all along.

Jia snarled and I gritted my teeth, suddenly feeling a strength course through me as anger fueled us up. I will have no hesitation in killing that man.

The force of it sent her stumbling back, her hand flying to her cheek as she staggered, wide-eyed with shock. “I told you to apologize,” I said, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the strength surging through me, the power I had over her. I knew I was stronger, faster. If I wanted to, I could end this fight in seconds. Angie wouldn’t stand a chance.

And when they did, it was to smirk or whisper to one another. I was basking in the humiliation, telling myself I had been easy to get rid of because I was so weak. I wanted to draw strength from my anger, yet my breaths came faster as I forced myself forward. The mud clung to my legs and dragged me down with every step. Ryker’s voice cut through the haze of my exhaustion. “Keep going princess. You do not get stronger by getting angrier. That’s not how it works.” Shit. How had he been able to see through me? If I couldn’t draw strength from my rage, what more did I have?

The anger felt better than crying like a pitiful and weak werewolf that seemed helpless and hopeless. I wasn't any of that, I was strong and I knew it. I only needed time to discover my whole power and believe me, alpha Rick and his children were going to have a taste of my anger, they were going to coil in fear, shiver at my outburst and cry for mercy in my hands while I did all the things I'd thought of doing to them my whole life.

I said as I glared at him, determined to wipe that smile off his face. We started with some light punches and then things started to get intense. He landed a punch on my face and I angrily punched him back, I literally sent him flying into the air. “I said no werewolf strength.” He reminded me as he groaned painfully. “Yeah, I know. I got carried away.” I explained. “No, you didn’t. You got angry.” He corrected me as he dusted the peck of dust on his shirt. “Getting angry is good, it makes you stronger, but occasionally it’s better to know how to control it.” He continued.

“And this time don’t stop until I tell you.” She came at me with wild swings, no technique. No control. Just pure aggression. I blocked and dodged, letting her tire herself out. When she finally stopped, she was breathing hard and shaking. “How do you feel?” I asked. “Angry, frustrated and weak.” “The weakness will pass. The anger we keep, that is your fuel. That’s what will make you strong.” “I almost hit you last time.” “Almost but not quite. You’re getting faster though. Did you notice?”

Even if they pushed me… they still opened wounds I had hidden and poked them again. I clenched my fists. My body trembled slightly. I couldn’t understand how someone could be so sharp with words. Ahh… I’m so angry. So angry. I gritted my teeth, remembering his cold face and the way he spoke. I wished I could hit him. No— I needed to become stronger… strong enough to beat him one day and prove him wrong. That thought burned in my chest. My eyes flashed with determination. “I think he did right.” A low voice interrupted.

she replied. "Yeah sure! Because suddenly what you say is true and it matters. Your fight is against me so stay away from my little boy," Amanda warned as her index finger popped out and darted across Angel's face. She was about walking up the stairs as she felt weak and decided to sleep but Angel's next words placed her on a halt. "Jude raped me."

I instructed him, forgetting what kind of person he was. He nodded with a smile. "I understand how you feel. You have every right to be angry. Don't worry, they're not going to try anything stupid, that I can promise you." I don't think I should be mad at anyone but myself for acting so weak around them. I said I was going to be strong, and I should just put that behind me. It's not that I'm going to forget what they did to me, but I'm going to try and be stronger so I can face them more.