Karlnapity Angst Novels & Stories

she confessed with a relieving sigh, “you know when Dmitri killed that girl the way he did.” “What about it disturbs you?” Carla hadn’t really given it a lot of thought but deep down she knew why it disturbed her, why it made her skin crawl and spine shiver every time she thought about it. “I fear that his anger is greater than his love. I mean,” she expressed worriedly, her hands fidgeting each finger, “he said that after this whole thing is over we’d all have demons that’ll haunt us. And he was so cold when he killed that woman. What if Ange decides she wants to leave him? Who's to say he won’t do the same to Ange as he did with that woman? I’m afraid of the consequences.”

Samson dropped his phone on the bar and tried to flag down a bartender, accidentially dragging his sleeve through a spill of beer. "Damn it!" he cursed. He was pissed. Pissed at everything and every little thing made him angry. Anger wasn't a good thing for him. It made him want to sink his teeth into someone's neck and feed until he couldn't breath anymore... But that would mean killing anyone he fed on. He could easily do that, as the place was filled with humans. Drunk, wasted humans. All he had to do was lure one of them outside. Hell, he was sure he wouldn't even have to do that as there would be some people outside already. Snatch, eat, erase... Easy peasy.

I groan, my voice getting louder at each word. I can feel the weird looks I am getting from passers-by, but I don't care. I'm frustrated, broke, and angry. It's not a new feeling. It's been a constant for the past five years. But then my current frustration is Jody, my co-worker at Reach Media. Jody just got engaged, and why is that frustrating to me? It's because I am bitter. I am a bitter, bitter person. I have been engaged for five fucking years and I don't even have a ring to show for it.

She screamed triumphantly, panting profusely. She was fed up with being trampled by the so-called ‘high social class’. She did housekeeping jobs for the high and mighty to feed, pay rent, and school fees for her three younger siblings. They treated her like trash and never failed to remind her of her place down the food chain, or, in this case, way down in the dirty puddle. She took rapid deep breaths as she awaited the repercussions of her actions. Two guys stepped down, more like busted out from the damaged car, both looking murderous as their eyes shone like lasers in different directions. When they sighted her stance, they knew instantly that she was the one and began stomping towards he

I said through gritted teeth, I don’t even know why I’m so angry. “Scarlet your Frustrated” “Oh I know” he giggled at my reply for a little before he looked me straight in the eyes again. “I mean sexually frustrated” I could feel my cheeks shifting into a red color my eyes were blinking at a rapid pace to his words. “He’s right” I hear my wolf say “Shut up “I said aloud without even knowing and ended up retrieving an awkward stare into my direction with the owner being Ash. He turned his head to the side to try and pick at my brain.

Karl fumed, cupping her cheeks hard with his left hand. “Karl! Come on! Let go of her this second.” Chase rushed to them angrily. Karl kept his stance. Breathing heavily into Anne’s face. “What are you saying?” He muttered harshly. Anne began yelling, hitting him to free herself from his grip. “Let go of me you Animal! You stink! So you do know him! You do know about my brother’s Attack!” She spat out. Biting Karl’s hands so he could let go of her.

Inside the dim living room, the air felt thick with toxic rage. Karla paced back and forth in front of the cold stone fireplace. She wore a thick wool sweater, her arms crossed tight against her chest. Her green eyes darted toward the small, cracked window every few seconds. She chewed on her thumbnail, waiting for the burner phone on the table to ring. She expected a confirmation call from her hired mercenary. She expected to hear that Anika was dead. She envisioned her grand return to the city, reclaiming her throne once the dust settled. The heavy wooden door groaned loudly as it swung open.

I called her name twice but she didn't answer until I went to her and tapped her shoulder. "Natalie, a girl like I have been calling your name for a few minutes now... " "Baby, please I will call you back" she hung up to the call... "sorry Kaira, I didn't hear you...was talking to my boyfriend Jerk..." "This is office hour Natalie...Common, we have a limited time to finish this design. And I'm so stressed out already... I can't wait to finish this design and get a hell out of here... we should focus on this design to finish it with the limited time we have" Now I was really sounding very angry...

I never expected this from her. "But what they won't know can make them a freak. For goddess's sake, aunty! They shift at three! Three freaking years old! That's not normal! What else should I expect? I don't know anything! I'm supposed to know! I'm their mom! I'm always on edge, just waiting for a new surprise every day." "Karin's wolf has gotten bigger, Carl's wolf's fur, darker. They look like mystic creatures. Almost like-"

"I can definitely see why Jason was so eager to put a ring on that sour little finger of yours." Karina's eyes flashed with unmistakable anger at having her nasty attitude called out, but she clearly wasn't accustomed to people standing up to her bullshit. A muscle ticked in that artfully sculpted jaw, but she didn't deign to respond or rise to the bait. We finished unloading the car in tense, charged silence, the animosity practically crackling between us. Just as I was preparing to make my escape back to the blessed sanctuary of my own place, Karina suddenly spoke up again in that same saccharine tone that immediately set my teeth on edge.