Indignation Novels & Stories

A collective gasp rises from the crowd, a wave of horror and outrage. "That's a lie!" I yell without thinking, my voice raw, desperate, fueled by outrage. "All of it! She's lying!" But I am shunned. A wave of collective disgust washes over me, the air thick with condemnation, forcing me to stumble back, my words choked off.

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

The words echoed in Joseph's mind like a venomous curse, poisoning his thoughts and emotions. He felt a wave of anger and disgust wash over him, followed by a deep sense of shame and embarrassment. How dare James Hill utter such a vile insult about his daughter, Sarah? Joseph's mind raced with memories of Sarah's innocence and kindness, her bright smile, and her generous heart. He couldn't reconcile the image of his beloved daughter with the cruel label James had slapped on her. The insult cut deep, piercing Joseph's parental pride and love. He felt a searing pain in his chest, as if his very heart was being torn apart.

“I’m fine.” “No, you’re not,” she argued, her hands moved uncertainly over their wound. “Let me help.” “There’s no time,” they said sharply while glancing towards the forest. “They’re regrouping. We should move.” Olivia hesitated with concern towards them. “You’re bleeding…” “I said I’m fine!” the stranger raised their voice, harsher than intended. The anger in their voice startled her into silence, but the glimpse of guilt in their eyes softens the expression.

Frustration ripped through him. Not-fucking-close-enough. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry."

Her eyes can hardly be opened because of the bruises. Adam felt his anger boiling in his veins like molten lava, ready to erupt at any moment. His heart raced and his fists clenched as he struggled to contain the intense emotion that threatened to consume him. It was as if his blood had turned into a fiery river, fueled by his rage and frustration. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but the anger refused to subside. It coursed through his body like a powerful current, urging him to lash out and seek revenge. "You know what Adam, I've always wondered what's with this girl that both of you and Antonio are ready to risk everything for this bitch," said Marcel.

Ella was infuriated to the core. Hey, the frame was shivering. Her brain was vibrating. Her entire system was shaking not because of fear but because of extreme anger. Who gave these bastards the audacity to try to implicate her like this? She returns her focus to her dad in anger.

Her words carried an undercurrent of frustration, challenging the notion that her honesty should be met with anger. "Shut up! Just shut up!" Grace retorted, her anger boiling over. "How dare you raise your voice at us like this?" Her tone dripped with indignation, unable to tolerate Susan's perceived insolence. Jasmine stood there, witnessing the intense exchange between them, her gaze fixed on their faces as they clashed.

I shrieked, turning away and covering my face. “Emi, I swear, you’re the only one in the pack with an unnatural propensity against nudity.” He sighed. I could hear him tugging on his clothes from the day before and waited until I was certain he finished dressing before turning back to face him, an indignant expression plastered across my face. “I’m also the only one in your ‘pack’ that isn’t one of you.” I replied, “I’m only human D, and no matter how ‘natural’ werewolves find nudity I refuse to incline myself towards your animalistic ways.”

“Seriously, man, just stop. You’ve been acting like an absolute clown all week with these mind games.” “Yeah, Captain, it’s getting pathetic,” Miller added, shaking his head with a look of pure disappointment. “You bring Hannah here just to use her as a weapon, you flaunt some actress in Danica's face, and then you throw a tantrum when she moves on? You brought this entirely on yourself. Walk away.”