Karlnapity Angst Novels & Stories

Wentz cursed in German under his breath. Humph. I darkly chuckled. “Wentz, I will definitely not fuck you. But I will crush you today.” "This is a fucked up day," Carson grumbled. He felt anger towards whoever upset me. This pissed me off because it would then direct his indignation at Raina. So, I’ll just break a few of his ribs. These cocky son-of-bitches had no swag or smirk today, only worry. All their wolves wanted to rip my throat out. I was hoping at least one of them would give me a challenging fight. Instead, they acted like pups in detention.

nasty expressions surf his face. "Good h**ny days brother" he clutch his laptop while he departs. "Cold bath's…." I whisper. *** Location: Black eagles hunter clan (Alex's cottage) Kara's POV. "How do you feel". "Wierd and empty?" I sigh. "Impossible believing our bodies were revealed to pevertic Tyler and all resulted nothing. Revenge never earned and once again we were outsmarted" I complain. "Were we really outsmarted?" She grins.

He didn’t answer, and the silence stretched between them, thick and unyielding. “Don’t do this,” Karina whispered, her eyes flickering over the room—the scattered papers, the abandoned goblet of wine. The chaos wasn’t just outside the castle walls. It was here, in the very heart of their sanctuary. “You’re losing yourself.” He turned, his eyes sharp as blades, and for a moment, Karina was struck by the raw fury that radiated from him. It wasn’t just his grief anymore; it was an all-consuming fire, a hunger for vengeance that had burned through every part of him.

His body hunched, and his claws extended as he continued to watch them. Karin placed her nose in the air, inhaled, and froze. Turning, she spotted Ansel, and her face turned as white as a sheet. She tumbled to the ground, and Ansel could hear her ankle snap. She wailed in agony, causing Ansel’s anger to momentarily subside. Moving towards her, he stopped when Ethan bent down and grabbed her. He rubbed her ankle, and Ansel felt his fury bubble over. Karin’s eyes locked on his. Ansel gave her a look so cold she shuddered, and he turned and walked away.

"I’m the one executing every plan so far, living in hiding like a criminal while Caelum hunts my head. I’m the one who has sacrificed more than anyone to make sure Syltirion doesn’t fall. So, if I decide I’m not going to turn into a disgusting human, no one, least of all you, is going to make me do it!” My magic pulses inside me like a storm about to explode. The energy runs through every cell of my body, warming my skin and making the air around me vibrate. I feel it expanding, ready to escape control, but I cling to the thin thread of sanity that remains. It’s not easy. Arguing with Karin has the same effect as pouring alcohol on embers—something is inevitably going to burn. I stare at him

I was beyond furious. He looked at me with so much guilt in his eyes. “Amayra, whatever you see and hear in that room is very much real and true. Karan is a playboy. He always plays with girls’ feelings and dumps them after a short period of time”. I was beyond shocked at what I was hearing. “Why didn’t you stop him or you are also like him”? I asked angrily. By then, my face was full of tears. Danish sighed deeply and replied

The voice shouted in anger and frustration. Anastacia’s nose bled while she covered her ears and shouted back in anger and pain to counter the voice in her head. It was driving her crazy, and she felt herself grow colder as her ears began to bleed as well. She felt like throwing up, and she fell to her knees in the dark void that was now beginning to consume her. The coldness made it impossible to even open her mouth as her entire body was suddenly consumed by both the dark and the cold. She didn’t know what was happening to her.

Her lips parted, but whatever she was about to say died before it could leave her mouth when the sudden vibration caught her attention. She tried desperately to compose herself, but the flushed cheeks, tight smile, and strained politeness gave her away. I found her struggle to maintain that perfect composure far more entertaining than anything anyone else in the room had to say. My gaze remained fixed on her from across the room, the remote still warm in my pocket. Sinclair’s heir kept talking, all polished smiles and corporate bullshit, but my attention never left Chloe. The young man who’d approached our table was leaning in now, saying something that made her force a polite smile. That wa

If there was one thing that he had learned to love about Alice, it would be her sarcastic nature. Sure, it’s usually annoying, but Alice is usually right anyway. "I think I need to wash my eyeballs." Art went away with a traumatized expression. Karina saw them and approached Carl to ask, "What’s wrong with Art? He looked like he had seen his parents kiss or something." "I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that analogy." Carl answered. This day suddenly became odd, as it is already. Karina shrugged, "Right, that doesn’t sound right. I just need to sleep. You can report to Black Lotus, right? I need a nap."

They sat down at the bar at the same time, and Carbon rubbed a hand over his face. “He’s fucking insane,” Ink muttered. “Don’t tell him that, he’ll take it as a compliment,” Austin said. He was the biggest man in the room, and a few of the members had watched him warily. Hudson appeared a moment later, blood streaked across his face, his hands covered in it. His eyes had a wild, manic look to them and his grin was one of pure elation. “The new guy calls himself King. They’re keeping your woman and child at the Marcus Hook Rail Yard in a warehouse.”