Loud House Angry Novels & Stories

It seemed like an exaggerated situation. Hearing this, Louis shifted his gaze towards the officer, and a fire seemed to ignite in his eyes, accompanied by anger. They intimidated the police officer, taking a step back involuntarily. Louis glanced at the badge number on the officer’s uniform, but didn’t explode in anger. He spoke coldly, “Very well, I’ll remember you.” “Yes, Mr. Anderson.” “You don’t have to bother the police officers. The Anderson family will handle this ourselves,” Louis said coldly, glancing at Christopher, who was pretending to look composed. His black eyes were filled with intensity. “Holy.”

"Thank you for bringing lunch. I need to sober up and I need to get my head in the game I've got a lot of work to do so thank you for coming through I don't know what you think is wrong with me but I don't think anything is wrong with me I'm just angry and I'm dealing with my anger the only way I know how but you think that I I'm being mean now wait until you see me for the next couple of days I can't believe that my wife did what she did and I'm so mad at her that she hasn't figured that out by now she'll figure it out by the end of this week because I'm not sleeping home tonight I don't want to go home tonight that's why I took a baby girl to her grandmother's because I don't want her sens

With that, he turned and walked toward his room, leaving the butler standing in place, filled with unease. As soon as the door closed behind him, all the emotions Louis had been holding back exploded like a dam breaking. Unable to contain his fury any longer, he punched the wall with all his strength. The impact echoed through the silent room. Blood dripped from his knuckles onto the wooden floor, staining it with vivid streaks of red. But he didn’t care. His rage was far from subsiding. "Cliff, you bastard!" Louis growled, his eyes burning with murderous intent. If he could, he would hunt Cliff down this very moment and tear him apart.

Jackson hurries to the mattress, then starts searching through the room like a crazed lunatic. “Where’s Lee?!” he yells into the air. He’s lost it. Completely. His jaw ticks. He throws a punch at a nearby support beam, cracking it like it insulted him. Charging out of the room, he demolishes everything in his path. The sound of glass breaking crashes through the air. He’s the worst I’ve ever seen him. And I know, if he gets like this, he usually destroys himself … and those who try to stop him.

Before I can open my mouth to say ‘thank you’, he adds, “But Dad doesn't know that you're also an Angry Bird. Anger resides on your nose.” Just when I thought he deserved something sweet from me. I scoff, looking away. He chuckles, soon joined by his family. I know they do not mock me as Zahir does, and that makes me angry at Zahir even more. This arrogant man! My grip tightens on the spoon while my tongue struggles inside my mouth to not give him a spicy really right then and there. It could burn his very fragile ego but what does he think of me? I am Hoor and I will never sit back quietly, listening to his nonsense.

He’d had enough and could no longer suppress his anger! “You...!” Linda’s awkwardness turned to anger, “I’m warning you, Harlow! If you dare mention what happened, I’ll...” “What are you going to do? Come on? Tell me!” Harlow started tearing her clothes off. Linda was still a woman in the end, and her sobbing and yelling could quickly be heard. “Should we go in and take a look?” “At a time like... this? Really? What if they’re doing it inside...?”

Back in the Sweet Shop, however, the tension in the room is at a boiling temperature. "Yeli, that was 031's target was it not?" the foreigner, Louejone asks, his hand tightening in a grip. Joy cowers behind the counter, tails bent down to hug her figure as she feels her superior fuming. Louejone faces Joy, raises his steel hand and hits Joy in the gut full force. Joy's body hits the wall and creates a giant dent and crack in the ceiling.

"Honey, let them sleep there. After they are sober, they will leave the garden." Hue clenched. "They will never get sober! They are the notorious flying gipsies. They don't touch down unless they have something to destroy!" He was yelling and screaming and, Jennet and the twins could feel their hair flying. His anger created powerful winds and they said nothing but enjoyed the 'angry breeze'. "Then, are you done?" Jennet asked when Hue finally calmed down. He was taking a moment to catch his breath. "I'm not done!" Hue snapped back. He was about to continue ranting when his wife said, "Then, go on. Keep on ranting. I am in no position to deny that you are angry. I know."

Mrs Houston got into the car as Mr Fredrick Houston ignited the car engine. They drove out of the bungalow as Angela stared back at the house sadly. "I can't wait to make new friends" Sonia the chatty type said as Joel scoffed. "Yeah right... You're nothing but a playhead" Joel teased her. "Duh... I don't even like the idea of moving out" Angela blurted out. "That's because you are an introvert" Dan said as Angela shrugged. "Whatever... I just don't like that hous" Angela said "I love it..." Sonia cut in sharply

“Louis, calm down, the hell with them! And in her green eyes splash fear and resentment. He is ready to quarter these goats with his bare hands for that look of hers! Camera flashes from all sides. Film the fucking vultures, new food for a new scandal! - Get in the car, quick! They are pushed into the car. Lou puts his arm around Kitty's shoulders. Adrenaline shakes the body with a small shiver. He tries to calm down, even out his breathing, but his beloved cuddles so frightened, looking for protection, and anger covers him again, throwing a new portion of hormones into the blood. Are you scared, honey? He strokes her face and hair. I just didn't expect... An angry Jeff is pushed into the ca