Natsu Angry Novels & Stories

Dante replied with a small shrug. "Why do I feel like you're lying?" Natalie eyed him curiously. "That's not the point, Natalie!" He snapped. "I don't want to talk about it, I just wanna get out of here and don't you dare yell at me!" She shot back. "Okay, now you're the only one allowed to voice out your anger?!" Dante's face was flaming with fury. Natalie raised a challenging brow at him. "I have a right to be angry with you!"

“This won’t hurt.” “I don’t fucking care!” Natalie continued to scream. Her eyes glared. “Why do you want to do this to me? Why?!” Dante caressed Natalie’s beautiful face. She instantly turned her face away, avoiding him. He looked down. “I don’t know. I’m just... angry.” “Angry?” Natalie was completely speechless. She closed her eyes and let out a rough breath. Maybe she should ease Dante’s anger. Slowly, the look in Natalie’s eyes softened. She asked in a smoother voice, “Why are you angry? I’m not lying to you, Dante. I never thought anyone would send roses here. I didn’t expect it and didn’t want it.”

Luna, consumed by anger, muttered darkly, "I'll just kill them today, I know that they'll never change for sure, it's better to kill them for once before everything gets ruined like back in the past." Susan, alarmed by Luna's intensity, implored her to calm down. "Luna, regain your composure and control yourself buddy. Don't let your anger jeopardize our plans. Take a deep breath, it's going to be okay, I'm sure you're angry at those people at this moment, but you've to understand the situation dear, we have to be strong right now, so that we will take revenge on them when the right time comes, right now you've to get back to your strength and be strong." That's when the Natalie voice was he

Angela struck her palm across Nate's cheek. The smacking sound pierced through the still air. She couldn't believe it. He tried to kill Nick. "Why did you do this?" Angela fumed angrily. Her eyes were red-rimmed and wide. Nate had never seen her this angry. She was shaking in rage. "You...do you realise what you have done, Nate?" her voice cracking as she demanded. Tears continued to run down her cheeks. Her chest felt hollow. Nate kept his head down, his jaw flexing.

" I heard Scarlett came dropped by yesterday, considering your past with her I came to check if you're fine and in your right state of mind or if you have jumped into her arm like a lost puppy bad finally became that bitch's puppet" " Enough! Natalie, Enough, exactly what do take me for? Someone that doesn't think? Well yes Natalie came here and as you can see I'm very fine uhn, can you leave now mum? I need sometime to myself " he yelled while pointing at the door. Natalie squinted her eyes as she looked directly into his retina too get answers to her questions. " Why is he angry? Because i talked down on him? Or because I called his one time favorite human a bitch" she thought.

Natalie shot Angela a furious glare, her tone dripping with contempt. "What?" Angela was momentarily stunned, then almost burst out laughing. Popped out a child? If she could magically pop one out on demand, she'd be making headlines.

She immediately grabbed Amanda’s collar and hissed at her as her anger began to consume her. The tension in the air grew thicker as Natalie’s fingers gripped Amanda’s collar, her nails biting into the fabric. The anger surged through her body like a wildfire, her heart pounding in her chest. She could barely contain it now, and Amanda’s calm, almost amused demeanor only made it worse. Amanda’s eyes met hers with a chilling composure, her lips curling into a playful, almost mocking smile. Her breath was steady, not a hint of fear in her expression. It only served to infuriate Natalie more.

Now isn’t the time to get angry because from his experience with the female gender, getting angry when she is angry or even provoking her when she is in ‘rage stage’ is a bad idea. “My name isn’t Angela you prick” she screamed then threw a pen in his direction and he caught it. She was now looking around her to see what next, she could throw at him when he began speaking. “Okay, Natalie let--” he was stopped by her second heel that met with his face in a hard blow. Now he is furious. “Prevail, my name is Prevail, you bas-” she stopped when she saw the angry-possessed man walking in her direction in quick steps.

"I don't know. But, I think the cot softened the landing. He could just be shaken, that's all." "I'm... Sorry." It was in the way she said it that made me even more mad. "Why are you apologising, Natty? You've done nothing really wrong! It's just your rightful anger that..." I didn't wait for Isabel to finish before hurling a slippers which smacked her hard across the face. "Complete that statement, Isabel. I dare you!" I gritted my teeth in anger. That was when Natasha seemed to move. A little. She turned robotically to Isabel before turning to me. Her eyes narrowed and a frown covered her face.

“She’s here with me. I suggest you give your Luna that attention.” Natalie glances between the two of us, her face tight with unease. I clench my fists, the frustration eating away at me. I don’t even know why I feel so angry, but seeing her with him—seeing him touch her—sets something primal off inside me. I bite back my words and watch them walk away toward the dance floor. The sight of her hand in his is like a slap to the face. I turn on my heel and head for the bar. I need something—anything—to calm this raging storm inside me.