Iron Giant Angry Novels & Stories

I fucking want to kill someone. Squeezing the pen in my hand, I glared at the man sitting across from me. If looks could kill, then this man would have been six feet under the ground. And for a change this time my anger is not directed toward Ethan. I am angry with a bald man, with one foot on earth and the other in the grave kinda old man, or I say a pervert, boggling shamelessly at Iris.

“ the next that I can say at this moment is tell you how stupid and scaring this witod could be . I can’t imagine how disoootvee my mom eouid be looking down and seeing what you are doing to legacy that yiy both left behind , The man raised up his head ahd looked at his don , tge anger was so obvious from his face and ge coujd see it , he didn’t know why he was angry , but he was so angry . You know what Jayden , you can go on and shopper that bitchy mother of yours for as much as you like , I am not going to stop you , after all she birtecyoy and she’s your mother . I do not hold any respect towards her , especially how that she’s dead .

Ronin roared with anger, ready to pounce on the fucker who laid his hands on his mother-in-law but he was stopped by his wife's angry scream. "LET ME GO, YOU ASSHOLES. LET MY MOTHER GO! HOW COULD YOU HURT AN OLD WOMAN LIKE THIS? DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SHAME?" Carmen was crying and yelling at the same time, her heart breaking to see her mother like this, bleeding and coughing. She could feel nothing but anger and rage. She had never felt so angry before in her entire life. She was the kind of person who got sad very easily, but never angry. But today was the first time she was feeling the green monster burning her from inside out, making her shake with rage and vengeance. "Pull up her shirt," the

An angry opponent makes mistakes. That’s what my father and Caleb never understood. Anger is a weapon to their thinking, not a liability. Black is cast from the same mould. I’ve wound him up by staying calm, by being polite, and most of all by humiliating him, and he can’t see clearly through the red mist of fury. He’s three hundred pounds of muscle and rage, as unstoppable, dangerous and terrifying as a runaway locomotive, charging down on me. His free hand is out with claws ready, blocking any escape. Blinding sunlight flashes from the silver of his blade as it sweeps down.

The son of a bitch stood still, unfazed by our stupendous anger waves that rolled out of me continuously. mmh.' He shrugged, deep set eyes beneath his heavy black brows giving away nothing of any sorts. His unperturbed stance only fueled my wolf's rage. Disrespected, my wolf and I growled, the guts to lock his unwavering gaze with his gunmetal eyes onto mine made it even worse.

Diego's chest heaved intensely as he averted his furious gray eyes to the men, burning with intense rage. “Business. That's all”, the burly giant said with a nonchalant shrug. Diego's patience snapped and his face reddened in indignation. “Bastards!” he roared, his anger boiling over. Without thinking carefully, Diego charged forward with a surge of adrenaline and desperation, determined to protect himself and defend Noah. He targeted the man holding the gun, his eyes blazing with hatred as he launched himself at the giant. His hard fist collided with the giant's jaw, sending him stumbling back. The burly man held his jaw, wincing in pain. He stared hard at Diego in disbelief, taken aback by

It was clear from his darkened blue eyes that the man was angry. “Peace, my ass. There’s no notion like that in a world like ours. Sooner or later, they’ll surely know what war is, no matter how much you shield them. Sorry that my pack members are a bunch of barbarians who get to see every part of how sinister those in this world are. Sorry that they live witnessing and being part of war because I don’t have enough castles or strong underground fortresses to keep them shielded because I’m such a lazy ass leader,” Aurora said with a sarcastic smirk perched on her lips. There was a storm of anger raging in her eyes as she stared straight into his face, the boots she wore making her almost reac

“I—I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you today! You f*cking gold digger!” Anger rose in Ben like a tide. His bloodshot eyes were full of wrath and he looked as though he had emerged from hell. “I’ll end you! F*cking shameless b*tch!”

You will be too raw for some. You will be too loud, too big, too fierce, too quiet, too deep. These are not your people. -S.C. Lourie. |I R I S| I sat with my anger building inside me, while I look at everyone and anything but him. This is my way of punishing him. He enjoys it when I hold stare with him. He likes it when our eyes clash and we stay there just like that the world had disappeared or it did not even existed in the first place.

My temper spiked immediately. “I’m not a fu.cking gay to come into your room and fu.ck you,” I spat angrily. He didn’t react, didn’t flinch, didn’t even look offended. He just watched me with the same calm expression, like he knew something I didn’t, like he could see straight through the angry front I was putting up.