Never Get Angry Again Novels & Stories

I only grinned wider. “There,” I declared, “now you’re back to your old self.” His laughter faded into a lingering smile. His voice was quieter now, deep but laced with softness. “You really did lift my mood. I’m no longer angry.” “See? I told you,” I said proudly. “But next time, don’t lock yourself away. Anger festers if you bottle it up. Let it out. Free yourself.” I nudged his plate closer. “Now, eat. Breakfast time is almost over.”

"My wolf lamented ,why I was also watching him stares at me . "Ouch,I know you are sorry and I shouldn't have insisted on waiting for you. You might be going through a lot and I fail to understand. It's okay I didn't hold any grudges against you."He whispered into my ears silently and then chuckled. "You are not angry with me ?"I asked , Surprised at how fast he was able to digest everything to the extent.He was with a smile instead of getting angry at me . "I can never be angry with you, It's okay to yell at me whenever you are angry and You need someone to yell at if it will make you get better "He speaks, staring at me .

she said. “Does this happen often? You’ve never reacted like this before.” His voice was soft and soothing. “I can’t control it,” she sobbed. “It’s so hard to contain my anger when I’m triggered.” “I understand. Don’t worry about the damages. I’ll handle it. But you need to avoid things that upset you. You could’ve hurt yourself.” “I don’t like getting angry either, but they keep pushing me. How could he do this to me?” She broke down, hiding her face in her hands.

After losing her child, she got sick, so even if she stole, her mother and Blake did not want to hate her. But in the end, it turned out to be a massive scam. Avery bit her lips, her lips turning green. She knew that a heart attack could not be anger, but now, she could no longer control her emotions. How could there be such an absurd thing in this world and such a ridiculous person? "Are you angry? Did you get angry? " Angie's smile became even more enchanting, and from her point of view, these things did not seem important at all. It was boring. I have something more exposed. Would you like to hear it? "

That’s it, I get a motherfucking if! He was beyond angry and I took a couple of steps back just to give us some space. Part of me wanted to push some calming effects at him but I had to get these feelings out or I don’t know if I’d ever be okay. “So you get to be made because I use the word “if” but I can’t be mad when you punch people, lose your shit almost crush me, and break my hand? I don't get to be mad longer than what a few hours then I’m supposed to say it's all forgiven?”

Rei’s Point of View There have been numerous times in my life where I believed that I couldn't possibly be any angrier than I was at that moment. The first was when I discovered my ex-husband's infidelity. The second was when Greg made the decision to abandon me and our children, claiming we no longer fit into his life and he didn't love us anymore. But this... this consumed me with rage. I focused on taking deep breaths, attempting to reign in the intense anger that was ready to consume me.

hand passed over my arm. She remarked in a soft voice, "You have such lovely arms." Her finger carefully followed the contour of the muscle in that area. "However, there are times when the way you use them... well, that bothers me." My pupils became more narrow. "What exactly do you mean?" She remarked, "Every time you get angry about something, you start hitting people." "Every time you get angry about something, you start hitting people." "You are aware that we were supposed to discuss that subject." "I remember." "I bet you do." After looking at my arm for a moment, she returned her attention to my eyes. "I don't like it, Williams. When you're angry, you can't just strike out and threate

I did not pay attention to it and just grabbed my bag. “Well I wonder how you spent a day there. You are a very angry type of vampire. How did you tolerate the stupidity of those stupid and ignorant people?” A chuckle left his throat as he eyed me. Angry man? Well, I am not. Yes, I am really not angry at little things. I do not get angry quickly even on big things, but once I get angry, I can definitely destroy everything around me. My siblings have seen my anger. Not only that, but my parents are also aware of my anger. They are aware of every devastation that I caused in anger.

“Just vent your anger. Yell at me. Break something. Just don’t smile like that. Please.” I laughed. Softly. Then I looked him in the eye. “Why do you want me to get mad so badly? Can I be honest with you? I am not angry but you really want me to get mad at you” “Because at least I’d know how to fix that, I can fix that.” I smirked. “Can you fix it if I am angry? Have I ever gotten angry before? I haven't, right? So what makes you think you can fix my anger?”

“None of them happened, so stop yelling at me.” “Things could have gotten worse….* “But they didn't.” I let out mid groan. Honestly, I was tired of repeating the same thing and trying to make him understand. “ Like I said, and as you can see, I am perfectly fine. Nothing happened to me, so there's really no need to be angry.”