Karlnapity Angst Novels & Stories

“But from what I’ve learned so far, I can still hold on… though I’m not sure how much longer I can. Because before now, I could totally control my mind and not get angry. But this time… I don’t feel angry myself—it’s more like something inside me feels angry and wants to release its grief. I just try hard to fight it.” He hadn’t gone into much detail about how he’d met the Kareth in person or the strange discussions they’d shared, but from the way Adrian spoke, Steve could already tell it was serious—too serious.

I don’t want to look like I am desperate for love. He left with an angry face but he came back with a sad face and “let’s finish assignment” I said ok and then he started narrating and I started typing. He started reciting with his husky voice. I am a slow typer and he speaks so fast it was getting hard to keep up with him. “Can you please speak slowly? I am not a fucking typewriter.” I finely told him. He started laughing and said “I was doing it on purpose for you to break”

“Conor too. But all three of you are stubborn so I doubt any of you will listen.” I hadn’t realized I was shaking from being so angry until Conor was trying to steady me. “Can I get something to eat please? I haven’t eaten yet today…” I grumbled crawling into the bed. I curled up to a pillow and faced away from them crying out of anger. I’m so angry I could kill someone! I just want to punch the hell out of a wall! “I’ll get something brought up for us.” Bart answered, leaving quickly. “Stay laying down Karen.” I rolled my eyes in reply.

She had failed to meet the minimum requirements to continue being a member of the clan. “You have forgotten your place,” he said. “Don’t think for a second that there is anything special about you. Your marrying our son gave you no license to hurl insults at elders like you do.” “I am tired! I am tired! I am tired!” she yelled, raising her hands and locking fingers behind the back of her head. She had turned black with rage. Pabonya stared at her with astonishment. “Calm down,” he was now pleading with her. “Don’t tell me to calm down. You can’t be stepping all over me like I am nothing. Hurry up with whatever you want to do.”

The chaos that Gianna caused. “I don’t blame you,” Karl says quietly, although there’s a polite smile plastered on his face. We stop in the middle of the dance floor and begin to move to the soft strains of the string quartet, and although there’s a gentle look in his brown eyes, I can’t stop being angry with him. Maybe the anger will subside, but not now. Not for a long time.

Charlotte's blood boils as she overhears Anastasia's venomous whispers to Karla, their words slicing through the reception's festive hum like a knife. "Look at those peasants, Mom—crying over their daughter's upgrade to our world. Pathetic," Anastasia hisses, her painted lips curling in disdain. Karla chuckles, adding, "She'll never fit in; we'll make sure of it." Hidden behind a floral centerpiece, Charlotte clenches her fists, her rebirth-fueled resolve igniting. This is her chance to strike first—no more playing the victim.

He spoke with a commanding authority that left Carla stunned. Carla, her emotions in turmoil, couldn't contain her anger and frustration. The tears welled up in her eyes, a mixture of fury and sorrow. She had expected Andrew to support her, but he remained motionless, still under the influence of the spell. Carla's voice quivered with both anger and sadness as she yelled at Andrew, "Andrew, we're going to war against Alpha Jake! This is the only way to secure our position!" Her anger was evident, but there was also a deep-seated sadness in her voice as she realized that their relationship had unraveled to such a state.

"Carolyn, this is the seventy-sixth time you've said sorry to me since you saw me. I don't want your apologies, I want you to be healthy and happy." Carolyn covered her face with both hands, her shoulders shaking. "I can't be healthy anymore, I will rot and die, it's terrifying and disgusting. Angelo, I really can't find happiness, I have lost Carsen, I am not happy at all. But I can't selfishly burden him, he is so good, I don't want to drag him down. Angelo, after you help me fend them off, please don't bother with me anymore. I will find a sanatorium and live there until death comes."

stupid family. And you are still worse in departure. How do you're going to!" . "Fuck see to me!" I was stick to the lamp on the small table and wounded across the room, causing the scarcissor of Carlisia and spreading her heads and is crying loud. "I am - sorry I'm a. - I'm a very impressive." Carlisia said to pain. They were drilled from fear. Did not dare to move, she faced her face with her hair while Karson was scraping anger in the room to calm down the same, and algormed in the words of the innocent. Carcisia has been taken by frustration. She wants to go home. This is all that you want, uncle, decorated and her family. I just wanted to see them. Carson's view of Carlisia after 15 mi

Karina exclaimed, muttering in frustration about Viggo. Karina even clenched her fists in anger just thinking about Viggo in her mind. Karina didn't expect Viggo to engage in conversation with her, but if she felt ignored and insignificant, Karina would get annoyed. She wished she could devour Viggo right then and there if it wouldn't make her even more upset.