Mlp Spike Angry Novels & Stories

Even though I could feel the pain from being slapped twice with this mother and son tandem, I still showed them my brightest smile. "You got angry which means you are agreeing with what I said, Luna," I commented, provoking them again with my words. "Shut up, you bitch!" The Luna yelled again, as her face turned scarlet in anger. Before I could speak more, Spike stepped forward and immediately gagged my mouth, to prevent me from speaking. And, he also tied my hands with a rope to prevent me from escaping. "Mom, calm down. She's just trying to provoke you, to make you angrier," Spike said, as he tried to calm her down.

I raised my hands to rip the blindfold from my eyes when another hard whack hit my back and I stumbled forward. “No peeking” He said and I heard the laugh in his voice. He was enjoying this. Hitting me without me knowing, watching me as I feebly tried to navigate the solid grounds. “This isn’t training!” I heaved. He hit me again, the pain shooting up my spine. “You are not patient. You are too fucking angry” “Damn it, I’m angry. This isn’t what I expected, you are playing games with me” “Being angry is a good thing, Mia. You need to be angry to put your guard up, you need to be angry to stand up for yourself”

" Elijah said and left her jaw. "I will never marry you...did you hear me? I will never marry someone like you ,you criminal. I will never be your trophy wife and slut!!!" Ankita said. She was so angry . In anger she always forgets with whom and what she is saying... And now she is pregnant, So her pregnancy hormones are making her more angry and more aggressive that she doesn't have any control on her tongue.... This angry Ankita can make the naive Ankita faint out of fear.

“Intentional spikes. Not reactive ones.” The angel wants uncontrolled rupture. Or perfect smoothing. So we give it neither. We give it Deliberate heat. Chosen emotion. Not triggered. Selected. Aidan studies me carefully. “You’re learning,” he says softly. I almost smile. “Don’t sound surprised.” “I’m not.” He leans closer. “You didn’t spike tonight.” “No.” “Why?” “Because I know what’s real.” His expression shifts. Sharpens. “That’s new.” Maybe it is.

I pull myself to my feet to meet his cold, angry, and yet surprised gaze. "Did I hear you well?" I roll my eyes in disgust, "I. Said. Shut. The. Fuck. Up. You. Good. For. Nothing. Twat." I spit out at him through gritted teeth. Anger flares in his eyes and I can practically see him going red and ready to burst any minute, and I might as well get ready. "Listen to me." He starts to say but I cut him off.

I'm in the middle yet no one saw it except Andy who chuckled silently and shrugged her shoulders off. “The Chief Executive Officer, Mr. Rage Thompson went here to complain someone's attitude towards him. I'm not happy with what you people did. It's a shame to our department to hear it especially from him.” Mrs. Agapita, our head spoke infront. Mouth hanged open, I slowly stand up to not get caught by her. Heat flushed my cheeks, I felt like I was hit bull's eye. He saw what I did that he smirked. I can't help not to roll my eyes at somewhere.

“Guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” Milena’s throat went dry. She didn’t want to find out. Not at all. “Relax, cupcake,” Angie said with a smirk. “If he was going to kill you, he’d have done it already.” Milena swallowed hard. That wasn’t exactly reassuring. Angie extended a hand. “I’m Angie. One of the best fighters in the clan. Respected, feared… and not someone you want as an enemy.” Milena hesitated before taking her hand. Angie’s grip was firm, her palm calloused—nothing like the hesitant, weak grip Milena offered in return.

’ For the first time since today, anger fills me instead of sadness as I think about all this, and I find myself talking out loud without even meaning to. “Well, asshole, you should have thought of that before you and your girlfriend decided to pile the jobs of five people, along with other numerous unnecessary tasks, on me for reasons best known to you both,” I declare furiously, surprising both myself and a middle-aged woman who happens to pass beside me right at that moment. She gives me an odd look and goes on her way, while I flush in embarrassment, wipe my eyes, and hurry towards the restaurant. Four or five minutes later, I’m seated at an empty table, waiting for the waiter to take my

The rage within Spark had reached its breaking point. "Do you truly believe us to be mere children, following your every whim? That was sheer nonsense! Are you truly so dense?!" Spark's anger erupted. Marlie glared at Spark, wanting to retaliate as she always did, but Mark interjected.