Loud House Angst Novels & Stories

None really had looked surprised, which was odd with nothing else considered. “Yeah, we’re named The Hell Hounds. We got called ‘bitch’ long enough that we wanted to thumb our noses at them. Who’s meaner than a hound of hell? His momma.” Jaxon laughed, and when he finished, “Oh, I like that. You must have really fun training days.”

It wasn't really clear how she had managed to get out of it but I do know that Isiah had something to do with it so I guess that was the silver lining about that situation. "Harry?!" Ang said, her face wrinkling in disgust at the thought. "No thanks but I would rather be bludgeoned repeatedly with a meat tenderizer than even do such as exchange a syllable with that douchebag." Ang says with a shrug before she reaches for another shot which she throws down her throat. She closes her eyes as waits for the burn to dissipate for a minute before continuing

“ He went to the bathroom inside the house . “ said madam Laura . They all got up from the table and rushed inside the house . In the meantime , Angelo finished using the bathroom he headed out but saw a husky dog in front of the garden . “ A husky dog ? What is he doing here ? “ asked Angelo as he looked at the dog . He was very curious about it and started to follow the dog but the dog ended up running off too the road out of the mansion . Angelo noticed that there weren’t any guards that he guarded the front door and decided to go outside . ‘ It’s weird how no one is guarding the door today . I wonder why……Oh well ! At least I can go out freely without them stopping me . ‘ thought Angelo

Just grabs my wrist, pulls me to the center under the main chandelier—spotlight for the night’s main event. “On your knees, Angela,” he growls. Voice like gravel. “Show them why we pay you.” I drop without hesitation. The tiled floor is cool against my skin. Three more men circle—big, thick, cocks out and stroking. One’s pierced; the glint catches the light every time his fist pumps.

As I stepped into our apartment after the delightful date with Katy, a sense of calmness enveloped me. The evening had gone well, and I couldn't help but feel a growing connection with her. But a chilling scream pierced through the air, sending shivers down my spine. The sound was unmistakably Haze's voice, filled with terror and anguish. Without a second thought, I dropped everything and rushed toward her room, my heart pounding with concern. Reaching their room, my worries intensified as I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open gently, my worry growing with each passing second. It was unusual for Haze to leave their room unlocked, especially considering the importance they placed o

Louis retorted. "Well, you just realised now, that you were wrong? You're ridiculous!" "I apologised, didn't I? Why are you still nagging like a girl with PMS? You're wrong too, but you don't feel guilty. Instead, you keep blaming me. You're selfish!" Louis and Josh were still arguing and making noise, making Angelina forced to come out of the room again feeling annoyed. "What are you two arguing about, huh? You guys are so noisy! It's like the women who are bargaining for chillies in the market," Angelina said.

I didn't hold her back. "No wonder you're acting like an asshole," the younger one growled. Yeah, I've been acting like an asshole all my life. I don't understand why everyone is so excited about it right now? The brothers were silent for a moment. - Do you want to... Out? Louis conciliatorily offered his brother. He slammed the lid of his laptop, hesitated for a second, and shoved it into a drawer. Austin, a nimble little Scotch Terrier, hearing his favorite word, jumped out of bed and swirled around the room.

In a perfect chorus, we say, “For the greater good.” Then Angelo sniffs as his facial expression begins twisting. He tilts his head toward us suspiciously. “I know I touched myself before you both got here, but I washed up. So why the fuck am I smelling cum?” Lana bites her lip, stifling a laugh, and I can’t hold mine either. A low chuckle slips out of me, and her soft giggle follows. I clear my throat. “We fucked in the car.” Angelo gives me a look that’s half disbelief, half disgust. He shakes his head slowly, like a silent acknowledgment of my madness. Or like I’ve disappointed him on a spiritual level.

I hugged her and comforted her until she fell asleep. Devon got lost in his thoughts as he recall what happened that morning. He also remembered Lucy's face and the green flecks in her eyes as he looked at her. "Damn, Hannah. I just miss you so much." Devon said as tears fall from his eyes. After a few moments, he composed himself and drove off. Meanwhile, inside Room 515. Hell was about to break loose. Cassidy's eyes started to open and she saw the Callalillies at the table at the foot of her bed.

I answer, laughing, "My earliest memory is from when I was two years old, at my mother's funeral. I remember sitting in a rocking chair with oatmeal cookies my grandmother gave me and I even remember what I was wearing. It's not a good memory, but there it is anyway." "That's unfortunate," Grayson mutters and I nod toward him. Angie arrives just then, her hair is the same as it was earlier but now she's wearing black pants, a blue blouse and high heels. Her makeup is a little more heavy too, "Finally! Okay, it's time to go. Everyone to my car." "You're sick in the brain," Lion denies as he gets up from the couch, "I don't want to be seen in that crap, we'll leave in my van."