Loud House Angst Novels & Stories

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.

Mom was waiting in the hall, and we started toward Jude’s room. Passing through the lounge, I realized almost everyone was there. Angela caught my eye first. She studied me like I was a patient walking around without crutches. “I’m fine,” I mouthed. Her frown said she didn’t buy it. And then… because the universe apparently thinks I need live sound effects, one of the soldiers was blowing air into a plastic bag. Dominik, I think. I looked away and was halfway through the lounge when the explosive sound came. It was loud and violent. My ears rang so hard it swallowed every other sound.

he said in a commanding tone. Lucas continued to knock on the door and call Ella's name because she didn't respond. He became concerned and agitated, believing that something bad had happened to her. Ella opened the door with her face scrunched after a few minutes. "What's the matter with you? Lucas, you're too loud and annoying." Ella was irritated. He can hear the annoyance in her tone. Lucas peeked into Ella's room to see what she was up to and why it was taking her so long to open the door. Her room is a complete disaster, with all of her clothes from the closet strewn across her bed. It's as if a tornado ripped through her room.

"We're safe here, right?" — I don't know — at this point I don't know who I'm safe with and who I'm not with. A phone began to ring. I got up and looked around us, there was no phone. Angie gets up and walks down the hallway of the house, I followed her. Until we stopped in front of a door. We tried to open it but it was locked. "I'll go get Arnold," I told him. She nods and goes back into the room. I entered the garage and saw that Thomas and Frankenstein were arguing while working on a car, while Arnold was with two other guys in another car.

I asked, unable to stop myself from talking to fill the uneasy silence in the car. Angelo glanced out the window. "It's a late nineteenth-century revival. Pretty big. There's a garden and a pool so I'm sure you'll be comfortable." I nodded, but I wanted to scream that I couldn't get comfortable. Not because of the size of the loft, but because I was a prisoner. How was anyone supposed to relax when they knew they were being held against their will? I was silent for the rest of the drive trying not to spiral into despair or more self-pity, but it was already hitting me.

I plug my ear phone and pretend not to hear them. “Sing with us Harold!” and they are now singing so loud that even if my iPod is at its highest tune I can still hear them. I guess I fell asleep in anger of their song, the last thing I heard is a scream and as I try to open my eyes, a blinding light were covering us. I am trying to keep my eyes on focus as it gets clearer I could see a face of a woman. With deep blue eyes and a rosy white face, her lips were like cherry and she shine so bright then I lose sight. The next time I open my eyes I was in the hospital.

Things around me like the berserk air, The scary howling, I could hear nothing, it was very calm, the air with it brought the peace I felt like I'm being carried away. " Wh-why is it so dark and peaceful? Am I dead? I questioned myself. "Why not see yourself," said a powerful voice that sounded scary and enchanting. I slowly opened my eyes Under the moonlight, the first thing I saw was a mesmerizing pair of eyes gazing back at me intimidatingly, Long eyelashes, A pointed nose that looked like a decoration on his beautiful face with a slightly grown beard and hissy hair. Holy christ did he just walk out of a painting, I chewed my bottom lip and asked. "Are you an angel of death?"

Angie sighs” then tomorrow will be the kidnapping of the child? “Of course little sister, you just stay at the mansion to watch the show, if you can, record the moment, I'm dying to see Edward's suffering face” Angie hung up the phone, she was sorry, but she couldn't take a single step back, A lump settled in her throat and she continued on her way back, that night it was so difficult for her to conceive sleep, she had nightmares. The next day the routine at the Collen mansion became completely normal, Edward was locked in his study working and Johanne was ready to pick up Jhin, Angie, on an unexpected impulse, surprised her before leaving.