Mlp Angry Novels & Stories

Mac sharpened and angry; If you don't shut up, bitch, I swear I'll make you suffer in pain like you've never seen in your life, I'll make you beg me to kill you, to make this skinny body of yours only see the openings of my fangs, it's better for you to shut up

I described while trying to control my anger. "Filthy man with a filthy mind!"Mrs.Braganza muttered. I nodded slowly. "After coming out of the pub,Malik tried to make me calm .We'd decided to left for home.He went to took the car and I was waiting for him when I saw them coming out of the Pub.Manav was looking kind of mad at her.She was also mad and was explaining something to him.They didn't notice me .At one point he said something harsh I guess which made her eyes moist.He went inside leaving her alone outside."

I notice a new person with that bastard Denver Wangley, who has dared to talk back to me even after witnessing the personified death itself. “Yes! I am asking you! Because I don't care who the hell are, because you have interrupted something very important to me and it makes me so mad and angry. And when I am angry then I don't care who is standing in front of me, as I just go crazy and beat the shit out of anyone who dares to come in my way, like this–”

My lips rip apart angrily to rain down my anger. “I’ve heard enough now! I won’t tolerate any badmouthing against my mate!”

But I was wary now, my anger and determination forging a fragile shield against her mind games. The sheer audacity of Marina's attempt to manipulate me again was the final straw. My anger, already simmering at a boiling point, erupted into a frenzy of violence. With a snarl, I reached out and ripped her throat out, the sound of tearing flesh and cartilage echoing through the air.

Angel was so angry that she trembled when she heard Madelyn talking nonsense. She raised her hand and pointed at Madelyn. "What the f*ck are you talking about?" "What's wrong? You can't accept the fact that Gurmisran is your son's father? But that crippled child of yours is indeed his!" "B*tch! Stop bullsh*tting or I'll kill you!" Angel would never believe that the child she gave birth to was Gurmisran's. She felt that Madelyn was deliberately provoking her, so she grabbed the cup and threw it at her regardless of the pain.

Although she wore exquisite makeup, her face twisted in anger. Especially when she thought of the scene where she was forced to apologize to the bitch, Molly, in front of everyone, she hated Molly’s guts. “How dare the bitch humiliate me like that?” Emelia’s furious voice sounded in the living room. Many things were smashed to the ground with a loud sound. She smashed all the things in the living room but still felt angry. Angelo walked in from outside. When he saw the mess and Emelia who was breathing heavily and standing in the center of the living room, he frowned with dissatisfaction.

she snapped. Carlo's hand clenched into a fist, his face filled with emotions, mostly anger, like he wanted to punch her but was doing everything not to. "Really? How disappointing. I always thought you were more than this, thought you were intelligent and knew what you wanted, but I was wrong! You're just another foolish slut!" he insulted. "Do you know that Mr. Mason has been taken to the hospital due to your vile actions? Do you know how enormous the bills are going to be? You're done for if he decides to take legal action against you!"

I drank my tea and looked out the window at the driveway and thought about nothing in particular. Eventually I heard footsteps on the stairs. Malcolm came down. He came into the living room and sat on the couch across from me. He looked tired. "How is she?" I asked. "She is sleeping," he said. He leaned his head back against the couch and looked at the ceiling for a moment. "She is angry," he said. "She is going to be angry for a while." "That is okay," I said. He looked at me. "She has a right to be angry," I said. "She lost a lot in one night. She is allowed to be angry about it even if it is pointed at the wrong person for now."

- You always play with us. Klaus looks at the three little ones with disdain. - I will never play with babies ever again. I'm a man. I have real friends now. - Klaus? - Angel says with tears in his eyes. – are you angry with me? - I'm not angry. I'm just not going to play with you anymore. If you insist, I'll hit you. You're nothing but a chubby baby. I bet you still wet the bed. - I'm not a baby, and I don't wet my bed – replies Angel with his hands on his hips.