No Talk Me Angy Novels & Stories

That way they don’t fuck with me. Mani lays down inside, bored out of her mind. I start laughing hysterically and people are looking at me funny, so I explain, “Mani my wolf, is so bored of this she is laying down. So, she’s not even going to worry about you. So, human for me it is. So, let’s get this overwith, I have shit to do today.”

"Later, they forced sterilizing drugs on me and used other methods. Mr. Rhodes said they were fixing my body…to make sure I'd never think about those things again." The officer stood up. "Do you need a break?" "No." Dad's voice came out rough. "Let him finish." He looked at me. For the first time in three years, he was actually looking. But it didn't matter anymore. I kept going. "In the third year, I swallowed pills I'd saved. They found out and forced me to drink cleaner to make me throw up. It burned my vocal cords. That's why… That's why I talk like this now.

As we moved from our standing poses to our seated poses, I realized Ang was silently crying. I reached my hand across and patted her back. "Do you want to talk or do you want to cry as we move? Or would you rather make popcorn, grab blankets and watch a movie? We can raid Carson's suite, come back up here and lock the boys out." "We're supposed to have another training session tonight." Ang said softly. "We don't have to. We could just have a movie night, just us friends forever." I said.

In it, Jocelyn, my parents, Joseph, and Felix stood together with bright and carefree smiles. "Joanna, look at them. It looks like they don't even care that you're gone." Sophia's tone brimmed with indignation, but I only gave a faint smile. "I don't care anymore," I replied, my voice sounding calm and unshakable. "Really, they mean nothing to me now." But it seemed fate had a knack for stirring up still waters. An unfamiliar number suddenly flashed on my screen. I hesitated for a moment, but picked up anyway.

I know what to do as I smiled within myself. Oooops!!!😲😲😳 This ain't gonna be funny at all. Now that Angela has surfaced. What is going to happen?? Thank you, I really love you guys 😘😍😍 I appreciate it alot Please don't forget to keep the vote and comment rolling in.

"How can I... I can't even think of you watching those things..." "Don't forget I've been through something like this, Angel. You can talk to me—tell me how you're feeling and what's on your mind. I want you to trust me," I said, believing my words would relax her, at least enough to talk about it. But it was the opposite—Angela screamed, throwing everything off the table onto the floor.

I smiled sheepishly in the end when I realized that I was talking too much. I blinked harder while looking among them. Mr. Silva looked annoyed but both Chris and Mr. Lombart were shocked. “Did I say something wrong?” I asked them in a very low voice. "It.... it's okay if there is no sugar." I said it while shrinking my shoulders anxiously when their expression didn't change for a good few seconds. Mr. Lombart was about to say something when we heard a knock on the door.

Chris' voice carried a trace of wounded pride. "Isn't that it?" I retorted. "Or is it because you've really fallen for me? Didn't you tell me to stop bothering you and go find someone else?" "I... Fiora, are you trying to drive me mad?" Chris' face was filled with anger. "That was just a joke. I was angry at the time." "You're a man, so you should take responsibility for your words." I couldn't help but roll my eyes and added, "We should sever our mate bond as soon as possible."

I narrowed my eyes, “Yeah, I’m cursed to love men who do not love me in return. They give bad for my good, and you must have noticed.” “Oh, come here,” Anji uttered. She moved towards me and raised my chin. “Focus on the deal, and move on,” Anji spoke. I nodded in response, “I just wish the deal ended quickly. I don't want to be here.”

I'm ready to fight someone and I can't believe the knot in my stomach, all because of that useless little omega, "I think it’s best if you don't talk to me again." "Perfect, but you don't talk to me either," Angelique replies, as I'm getting up. The flirtatious flight attendant comes over to tell us that we should stay in our seats but I ignore her because Angie is not over yet, "Don't try to come to me in a few days begging me to take you back because I'm going to send you to hell."