Mlp Spike Angry Novels & Stories

When he looks at me, I can see the pissed off expression on his face. "Watch where the fuck you're going!" he blurts out, baring his teeth. I'm surprised and taken aback by the level of animosity he has towards me just because I've bumped into him. I look up into electric blue eyes, cold and hard, glaring angrily at me. He doesn't even offer to help me up. What a jerk. But even though he's being a jerk , I can't help but suck in a sigh at the strange feelings he seems to invoke in me right now. He has a prominent jaw with a straight Roman nose and thick black eyebrows.

Sylvara screamed … I stood up immediately, rage burning through every inch of me. Malvoryn stood where he was. Hand lowered slowly. “Look young Alpha,” he said calmly, “I understand you’re angry. But your father isn’t being very honest here right old friend.” Malachai said nothing “Get out of my way !” I snapped, rising to my feet again. My eyes burned. My fangs fully out now. “You don’t get to stand there and talk about her!”

Sella fumed. “I don't care if you break that cell phone.” Celine chuckled, looking at Sella who was about to slam the cell phone in her hand. Sella's face was bright red, her breath roaring with anger, her eyes also looking at Celine with a look of dislike. “I have a video of the original performance. Don't worry, I don't care how many phones you break.”

I tried to smile—to lighten up the mood but failed when he just gave me a sharp look. I’ve got frustrated by the way he’s treating me but I need to be calm. Yet, I couldn't think of why is he like this? What is his problem? Why is he so grumpy and arrogant? Is he too stressed out handling a big company like this? Well, if that's the case, he needs to loosen up a bit. "I'm not asking for your name," he scoffed. "Just answer what I asked you to." I sat down in my seat at the kind of tune he used. I could hear that with annoyance. It was as if he was just holding back on me and if I hadn't corrected my answer he might have exploded completely.

In fact, his face is even more serious too. "Their time was up. I did what I had to do. Everything should go according to schedule." He gazed at her with apologetic eyes. Ava slams both hands on the table as she stands up. Going over the other side to yank his white shirt. She was breathing heavily out of rage. Her dark brown eyes lit up with bloodlust. Hands and lips trembling as she held him. Swallowing hard before she could compose herself to say a word.

He’s clearly bypassed shock and gone straight to anger. “I’m gonna murder her I swear. I’ll do time for the Bitch I don’t care!” Molly's angry voice seems to shock everyone as the chatter stops and everyone turns to face her. I’m slightly shocked at her anger but more than anything I find her outburst fucking cute and a huge turn-on. Fuck I know it’s not the time for it but apparently, my dick isn’t willing to listen to reason right now.

The human version of Hulk as the announcer had called him. He stared at me with bloodshot eyes, like a predator ready to devour its prey. He had eliminated four men before me. I was the last guy on the list since my entry came late. I hadn't planned on going to fight but after Kris shut me out, I needed to take my anger out on something or particularly someone. I'd never been good with anger management. When vexed, someone dies. It's how I'd been trained. The bell went off signalling for the fight to start. Hulk charged at me and a smile broke out of my face.

I stood up slowly,my whole body tensed up ,my blood boiling ,I felt so angry I might have smoke coming out of my ear. "Why ? I simply asked. "You know why I did that, don't pretend ," he said , making me angrier. I felt sparks all over my body ,I was losing control of my mind . *Calm down Nanuet ,calm down* I took a deep breath, deciding to listen to the voice that spoke in my head . I felt light headed after getting that angry, I have never been so angry in my life before . "What wrong did I do to deserve that ,I pointed to the shattered phone and said calmly bitting my lips to stop me from crying

Anger erupts in my chest like an angry volcano. Without thinking, I stomp in his direction, making sure to go close enough to feel his breath hitch. “How dare you keep us here for hours without any form of explanation or apology, you incompetent street urchin?! Is this how a multi-billion dollar establishment operates! I’ll make sure your boss terminates your appointment today, just wait and watch.” He doesn’t seem moved by my angry outburst. He doesn’t so much as blink. His expression remains stoic, disdainful. “I am not obligated to apologize to you, Miss Montessori. I would suggest that you watch your tone —“

Mila I was so angry. No, not just angry, I was fûcking furious. My heart pounded inside my chest as I waited for the elevator to take me down to the underground parking. What I didn't understand was why my eyes were smarting and I have to blink back the tears if I was angry. Fûcking arsehole. Arrogant bastard. How could he even think for a second that I’d say yes to his preposterous preposition. Like I was something to buy.