Loud House Angst Novels & Stories

“The fun way.” I reached for the bike. He laughed, the sound rotting the kudzu to sludge. “Smart girl. But that path’s got a toll.” His gloved hand gripped my wrist, the crescent scar freezing under his touch. “You’ll pay it soon.” Louise’s whip yanked me back. The vision shattered, but his promise lingered, etched into the basement’s mold like a grave marker. ****** ***Anonymous POV*** The safehouse reeked of stale pizza and burnt circuit boards. For three months, I’d been squatting here, staring at that shitbox across the street—a dingy white ranch with shutters clinging by one screw each, their pink paint peeling like sunburned skin.

The floor was mopped clean and everything went back to normal, as if nothing had happened at all. After venting his frustration, Jate Woods wasn't as angry as before. "Hubbyyy?" Angela called out softly when she heard a sound from behind her. "Yeah." She calmed down once she confirmed it was her husband. She had no idea what just happened outside and was a little worried. Jate Woods didn't step into the pool again and just sat down to wipe himself off, ready to change back into his clothes. Since Jan Bobber had already come to Eastblue city, Johnny Bobber was probably not too far off.

​Lucas realized the sound came from the second floor of the house. Without hesitation, he rushed upstairs. His only thought was Angeline; he was deeply worried that something terrible had happened to her. ​As he reached the second floor, Angeline was just stepping out of her room. Wearing a confused expression, she asked, "What was that?" ​Lucas immediately realized the sound of shattering glass hadn't come from her. His suspicion that they were under attack grew stronger.

I could see that he was serious when he said those words and I couldn't help but chuckle. “You seemed to be talking about killing lately. Did your gentle persona crumble? or did you inherit your personality from your master?” I jokingly said, however, I didn't know that my words made Angus anxious inwardly. Angus smiled, giving off his gentle and warm energy. “How could that be? I was just upset that those Marvicks mistreated you.” I let out a chuckle as I nodded my head. I don't know why Angus was anxious to the point that it made me suspicious of his actions.

Elias asked. “Not for long.” Angie jumped and scaled the wall to the third floor. As expected, it soon alerted the Infected within the building. [It either hears you or smells you, but it’s coming your way. You have only around a minute!] /Great./ Angie kept the window open and broke any furniture or decoration that she could see in the room, completely thrashing the place and making it a mess. Elias caught on fast and pitched in a little bit. [There’s a path now! But quick! Through the door!]

Her eyes darted around the room and panic set in when she could not recognize anything in the room. Where in heaven's name was she? How did she get here and who was the person that was kicking the door. The door finally broke, giving way and flying away from its hinges. Angela gave a loud screech of panic as a cold breeze swept inside the room but that was not the only reason for her scream. She just realized after the cold breeze hit her that she was naked and it was Lothar that had been trying to break down the door. He looked furious like a God whose throne had been stolen from him and sad at the same time but the anger outweighed his sadness. When his eye landed on her, his face wrinkled

Chapter 206: What Family Does In the dim light that filtered through the stained glass shade of an antique banker's lamp, the golden retriever lay beside the empty fireplace, resting its head on its paws and watching with casual curiosity as Angus paced the length of the waiting room. Through the closed door, he heard low murmurs occasionally punctuated by Simone's cries of pain, and he cringed uncomfortably. Mentally, Angus willed his thoughts back to the last couple of hours in which he'd been awakened by Ross's knocking on the window, then plunged into the drama of rounding up a dozen agitated horses and loading them into a large trailer for evacuation.

If we were in a private place, he would have probably beaten me up to a pulp. “You misunderstood,” Angus finally said. His tone was low and dangerous. “You shouldn’t have been eavesdropping. That’s disgraceful for a Luna.” I laughed bitterly, feeling the tears sting my eyes. The tears fell as I laughed. I was sure I looked a mess with my make up ruined and my mascara smudged but I didn’t care “Eavesdropping? That’s all you have to say? After everything you put me through, you’re calling me ill-mannered?”

,Angie huffed. "I get their cocks daily if I want sometimes more you horse humping thunder cunt. Go fuck a horse...no that will traumatize the poor animal go use a broom bitch!",Angie yelled and mom burst into laughs. She snorted as she repeated horse humper. Jack chuckled as he shook his head.

My hands stayed useless at my sides. Her brows lowered slightly. “You okay?” “Yeah,” I said, forcing a small, hollow smile. “Just…tired.” She nodded, accepting it. But I knew she felt the shift. Felt my mind leaving her, running down the hall, into that small room where Yas had burned her face into my memory. ⸻ The house got loud later. Our friends, Mila and Jax arrived. It was a tradition for us to mostly hang in Yas apartment.