Mirabel Angry Novels & Stories

He said slowly still looking like someone in shock. "About what? How dare you come to my birthday party and speak to me in the first place? After leaving me, for years, without calling or texting? Your guts and boldness is what I admire in you before, but now it really annoyed me" I said boiling in anger. "Mirabel I..." "Don't say my name" I snapped at him immediately before he could finish what he had to say. "Please I beg you, you really need to hear me out, i'm going crazy now please" He pleaded.

The moment Malisha is in her pack, she turns to look at Mirabel in anger. "How could you do that?" Mirabel shrugs in reply. "I had to be there." "Why?" Mirabel asks. "So that... that thing will take you?" When Malisha says nothing, kimora, Iris and a guard appear. "You have to understand that you did not have to be there," Mirabel says. "Well, I wanted to," Malisha replies. Mirabel rolls her eyes at Malisha. "Mal, your stubborness made that shadow get to you. I will not stand by and let your stubborness let that shit take you."

My demeanor ticked her and she glared at me. "You are feeling so smug now. Did you think that you turned into a swan when you are a ugly duckling? Wake up." Mirabelle spat as she rose to her feet. I rolled my eyes, "You are the one I should wake from your delusions. It seems like your brain hadn't been getting enough sleep to function like a normal human being." She walked towards me with anger. I raised a brow. I don't know if she would attack me but I was ready to fight back.

“You dare talk in front of me, after the monster you brought here.” Gabriel's body shook violently. “You say one more word about my daughter and I'll make sure you lose a limb.” A flutter of words filled the room. Gasps rose and a cough filtered through. “Gabriel…”Mira called urgency resounding in her voice. “You half-wit!!” Miranda yelled, her hair rose on her head, her eyes turned white and I could see her canines were visible when her mouths were closed. “How dare you!!!” “Miranda sit!” Ansari ordered. Her jaws were locked and I could see she was angry as well.

Mirabel had harbored secret feelings for Leo for a long time. Despite never getting close to him, she never gave up hope. She believed that as long as she stayed in the company, she would eventually get the chance to work with Leo and enact the passionate romance in real life that she could not achieve. But Leo's words shattered her hopes completely. Mirabel was consumed with anger and hatred, wishing she could see Sunny suffer a thousand deaths. She spent a large amount of money to hire someone to ruin Sunny after Leo and Sunny broke up—either by ruining her innocence or disfiguring her.

But to my surprise, these idiots came out cheering, thinking I was putting on an act. "Nice one! " They cheered, clapping loudly. This felt annoying. How was I going to make them stop their nonsense? "Antonio, please take me home," I heard Mirabel say from behind. My heart skipped, sending me turning around to face her. She was scared of everyone around and begged Antonio to take her away. "I told you it was a bad idea to come here. Please let's go," She begged, clinging closer to him. She took a look at me and faced away, pulling Antonio along.

Danzel POV "Fuck!" I cursed loudly, grabbing the crystal lamp off the desk and hurling it violently against the wall, watching it shatter into a thousand pieces. I downed the remaining bourbon in my glass, my anger surging until my grip tightened. The glass shattered in my palm. The sharp sting of the shards slicing into my skin multiplied the boiling rage tearing through my senses. I barely registered the blood dripping onto the carpet. She is right. I am a monster.

“I’m not sorry.” I got on one knee in front of her. “You don’t have to be.” I moved her messy hair away from her face. “It’s just that I’m worried about you. You’ve been breaking a lot of things lately and even yelling profanities at the women assigned to keep you safe.” “I feel better if I imagine them as Elena. And when I smash those furniture, I imagine it’s her skull I’m shattering. It helps me breathe.” This was getting out of hand. “Mirabel, that’s not a healthy thing to think. There are better things you can think of. Like, holding hands with me and going for a walk after everything calms.”

Camille didn’t know how she did it, but she managed to return to her desk without collapsing to the ground or stumbling in her steps. When she reached her chair, she immediately sank into it, feeling the hot vestiges of anger running all over her skin. It was as though lava was overflowing through several parts of her body, not yet evaporating into thin air. ‘I need to calm down,’ she thought. When she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror on her desk, she was almost startled at what she saw.

She was trying so hard to appear unshaken, but even I could see the cracks in her armor. "This is bullshit." I muttered, loud enough for her to hear. The wound in my side still ached, sending flashes of pain through my ribs with every deep breath, but it was a dull ache compared to the smoldering anger I felt toward these pompous elders. Their self-righteous deliberation was dragging on far too long, and I could feel the tension radiating off of Mirabelle. She shot me a warning look, her head barely turning in my direction. "Shut up!" she hissed under her breath. "You're not helping."