Joy X Anger Novels & Stories

scolded Jody angrily. Amber looked at her friend with teary eyes. Her face turned red from anger. She sat on one of the sofas in the room roughly, covering her face with both hands. Jody approached, feeling Amber's trembling body. He knew that Amber was sad right now. He also knew that besides her anger, Amber felt disappointed right now. Not just with Ariana but more with herself.

Angioletto's Pov Anger. I feel it so deep in my bones and my bloodstreams. I feel it so deep the glare of my eyes could slice through a skin. I feel it so deep my words could cut so deep, and my temperature so high it could burn the entire world. Rage, anger, joy, happiness, jealousy, envy, confusion—these emotions have had little or no impact on me for years until her. Until Oceane. It’s like she came in and stirred up a great eruption in me.

Her mind was messed up and she couldn't think straight. “You must be wondering why I'm here, Angel. It's simple really. The boss, he's had his fun and you're as good as dead. So before he gives the order to get rid of you, we might as well have a little fun.” Jade felt her heart racing. She blinked her eyes open, shedding a few tears along the way. She watched as he unbuckled his belt, slowly leaning toward her, his lips slightly pouted in readiness to kiss her. She held her breath, tears streaming down her eyes, as she waited for him to get close enough. Once he did, she raised her left hand to his face, scratching and wounding the right side of his face.

“You’re a worthless bastard. I hate you. I want you to know that.” She just hoped that wherever Jacob had gone after death, he could still hear her. She wanted him to know what she thought of him. She wasn’t sorry she’d killed Jacob. It messed with her mind but she figured she’d get over it soon enough. He didn’t deserve her guilty feelings.

Utterly speechless, the last ridiculous shred of hope inside me died quietly. … Meanwhile, at the headquarters of Silvercrest pack, Ethan glared at his phone with a frosty expression. The dark circles beneath his eyes were daunting. He was like a trapped beast, pacing the office back and forth, exuding a cold yet dangerous air. His phone was placed face down on the table. He almost flung it out of the window twice. When he saw the state his usually level-headed best friend was in, Cameron Duffal—Ethan's Beta—could no longer hold in his laughter.

I said before approaching Myxy. “That aches a little,” Joy replied, looking at Myxy. “Why did you care about her and not about me? After you exploited my body and controlled me with that guy, you’ll just think about her?” I said as if I were a kid, and she stared at me. “She almost got that man’s poison!” she said angrily.

I don't do well when angry, which is why I don't like to get angry. Whenever I get angry, I start to get shaky and I want to let out my anger on something or someone. My head begins to hurt really bad and my eyes get red and all I want is revenge or to hurt whoever made me angry. Anger is the one emotion I'm unable to contain; anger and pain. Definitely unable to contain those. Nope. "I said I want you both out of my house now!" I yelled again. Jade hurriedly rushed outside with orange juice all over her hair, her face and her top while Grey laid in pains on the floor.

Jose nodded, trying to keep his voice calm, but you could hear the anger bubbling right under the surface, ready to explode. Julie stared at him, speechless for a moment, her own anger finally starting to simmer. "Trapped you? Are you kidding me, Jose? You think this was some grand plan to 'trap' you?" She stood up, slamming her laptop shut, her face scrunched like she's angry. Wait, who gave her the right to be angry?

Joy didn't move an inch, unaffected by her father's yell, her aura was more deadly at the moment. She was just like a little version of God of war as she stared at her father without a blink. "What's wrong with you?" Goerge asked as he looked at the room and noticed nothing was broken. She wasn't injured either but her anger was at the highest level. That's strange! The Joy Sebastian he knew, gets angry by breaking things and tearing the whole house apart. The only thing she had done was to throw a pillow at him.

Lionel smiled faintly and nodded, picking up the call. "Hello, dad..." "Lionel...." called his dad happily on the phone. "Where are you son? How have you been? I have been worried sick." "I'm fine dad, no need to worry about me. I can take care of myself." "I know I shouldn't have shouted on you, son. I'm so sorry for being a bad Dad. Can you come back home? I miss you." "I understand Dad, I know you didn't mean to shout at me and I have forgiven you but I can't come home now."