Iron Giant Angry Novels & Stories

Okao, the gamma, commented. Anger is what he was feeling all over his system. Not for his best friends, beta, and gamma but on his own. He is angry because everything they say was right. He made a big mistake this time. And he can't think of a way to correct it. So, he did nothing when the two stood up and stormed out of the room. He was left inside his office alone, causing him to slap his desk because of too much emotions he was feeling.

Xavier As my anger simmered beneath my skin, a fiery heat pulsated through my veins. I stormed towards her, my footsteps echoing angrily against the cold, hard ground. Her face contorted with fury, but I couldn’t comprehend the reason behind her intense rage. The air was thick with tension, carrying the sharp scent of bitterness and confusion. Sage’s voice trembled with remorse as she uttered an apology, desperately yearning to bridge the gap and become her friend. “What is the matter with you!” I demanded, abruptly spinning her around to face me. Her piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, radiating with an intense rage that seemed to ignite like flickering blue flames. The room echoed with th

Alpha Ellison. I was so damn disgusted by the sight in front of me. Oh! I was angry. Rage churned in my chest like a storm I couldn’t calm. It made no damn sense, none at all, but I was angry. Furious. So much so that my hands curled into fists at my sides and my jaw ached from how tightly I was clenching it. I didn’t like Ivy. Not really.

All my calm shatters to the floor. I’m going to kill this man. Fuck calm. Fuck feathers. Fuck my life. A burning rage begins to build inside me. How dare he treat me like that? I clench my fists, feeling the anger pulsating through my veins. But I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I can’t lose control now, not in front of Igor. Not when Ivan is already pushing my limits. I step out of the elevator, my footsteps echoing down the corridor.

I could feel his anger, the intensity of his gaze is like a burning fire seeking for revenge. I guess Laurent Alcatraz really means a lot to them. Nicolai is angry, it was too evident in his eyes. Although he is smiling a while ago, I could sense his silent anger as if he's controlling himself because of me. While Pierro on the other hand, he was beyond angry. He was furious as if he's ready to kill anyone.

INEZ I saw rage, fury, and madness. His eyes were lit on fire. The look that he had on his face made me wanna run away from him. He was glaring at them without even blinking for a single second. His hold on me increased but it was very gentle. His clenched jaw was strikingly noticeable in the dark. He was pissed. Mad. I never thought you could see a real monster who is angry beyond repair, yet here I was in the arms of one very angry monster. He was fuming. His hot breath kept hitting my forehead. His chest was rising and falling constantly with all the heavy breathing.

He was angry. Shit!

I broke up with him after what he had done and I never gave him a chance to explain himself. I forgave him after a while, but I never saw him again.I stayed there staring at him while he did the same. It was honestly a shock to believe that he could be a giant because he had never got angry. He had been happy, sad, all the other emotions you want, but he had never been angry. I suppose that giants should control their anger all the time, otherwise people would see their eyes.

I said, thinking it could calm him down. “Shut up! You foolish civilian! Whether it is you or your country, we fight for all of you and you all have to pay back for it. Yes! You live peaceful lives because we decided to sacrifice our lives for you ungrateful humans.” At that point, I didn't want to go further with the conversation as I realized he had anger issues and I was watching the iron, it kept shaking the more he yelled. I knew if it fell while he was talking, I was as good as dead.

Anger isn't always an outspoken emotion, but it always is a dangerous one. Dad's anger uncoils rapidly, in increasing degrees of piss-tacity, like a boa constrictor disentangling itself from an oak. He stares at me slack jawed. Even the black shadow that has pooled around his feet under the flame of the bulb and stretched toward me looks incredulous. They both stay there staring, still as rock.