Pokemon Angry Novels & Stories

He slaps her. The world slows. No, that is just what they say it does, but my world moved faster. It sped up because my anger flitted up quickly into my throat. My hands ball into fists right before they pummel into him. I know I’m in transit, but my mind is steady. In seconds, I have his fist in an awkward way that shouldn't exist. “ This has nothing to do with you,” He grunts, pulling back on his trapped fist. I miss his other hand as it winds over my head and connects with my jaw.

My mate is alone and vulnerable. I exhale heavily, my fingers twitching at my sides. Some drunk bastard stumbles towards her, a sloppy grin plastered on his face. My beast surges instantly, my claws extending. The urge to rip his throat out is so strong I have to wrench my gaze away. ‘Stay calm, don't lose your shit,' I think, squeezing my eyes shut. There are too many fucking witnesses here. Someone bumps into me from behind, but I ignore it, swallowing the growl rising in my chest—

An opponent clouded by anger is an easy one to defeat. “You BITCH!” Narin roars, his anger filled eyes directed at me. I smirk, waving my hand in a come hither motion and wait for his attack. This seems to have pissed him off further as he rushes me, his nails already turned into claws. Happy for the agility training that Matrix grilled into me, I dodge each swipe directed towards me, always one step ahead of Narin as I toy with him, laughing gleefully with each swipe he fails to land. Of course every so often I step in range just to inflict my own damage. I quick jab here and a kick or two there and Narin soon resembles a dishevelled mad man spouting a bloodied and bruised face.

"Hmph! What can you do by being alive?" Parker quickly regained his composure. Being a spiritual type superpower, it was easy for him to control his spirit and emotions. He was now calm again as he scoffed at Lain, "You're lucky. But being only a primary fighter, you're not qualified enough to kill me!" "Oh?" Lain looked at Parker with great interest, "Do you think you can take another hit of my [Wolf Tooth] without dying?" "Ha ha. Do you know magical items?"

“Yes and did I hear a little bit of excitement under your voice just now?” I run my hands through my long blood-red hair and give a small smile. “What excitement?” “Nothing, never mind. It’s nice to meet you though.” He states and goes back to the pushups he was doing by the side of the table. “And lastly, my boring ass brother Levi.” “Who?” There’s literally no one else at the table. “Oh, he’s over there.” She points towards a very fit guy doing dumbbell exercises in a corner. His arm muscles were contracting and his blonde highlights were sticking to his forehead due to sweat.

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No dragon. “Wh-who are you?” Nya stammared, her sword out in front of her as she prepared to defend herself. As far as she could see, he wasn’t armed, but he might be some sort of a sorcerer or something. As concerned as she was that the monster she’d come to kill had disappeared into thin air, she had to deal with this mysterious person first. He didn’t look threatening as he stood across from her, sizing her up, but he didn’t look happy either. Nya had faced off against many an angry, muscular man in her life. This guy was built like a slab of stone. Muscles on top of muscles. He was tall, too. At least a foot taller than her. He was glaring at her, which made his handsome face look dark a

She chuckled softly. "I've never dated." She said sheepishly. I could feel how shocked I was. "You're joking? You're like a completely different person." She smiled softly. I looked down at the Dalmatian and ran my hand over his head. "Who is this boy?" "That's Pongo, he's my anxiety support dog." I looked up at her surprised. I never imagined someone so confident at work, could have such bad anxiety that she'd need a support dog. I guided her toward the table and introduced her to Eliza. She sat across from me and Pongo sat between her legs, not even attempting to go play with the other dogs until Kari gave him the okay. Even then he didn't want to leave her side. But a pretty little collie

Cause if he is that's just wrong. "Your father doesn't need a legacy, he's a pig and deserves nothing" she spits at him with dark eyes, okay I'm seeing the family's first spat "you're father left his family and you still want to praise him!" She shouts causing a sleeping Amelia to wake up and begin to cry, I reach over slyly taking her out his angry mother's arms and into mine to calm her down. "Our dad was an amazing father and husband, but you drove him away, that's just what you do mother!" Anthony shouts standing up wow he's really mad, I've only seen him this angry at ink and we all know how that turned out, with a pole.

The three Aryans simultaneously attacked me but I was faster than them. I kicked the chest of the second opponent in front of me who was holding the axe, sending him out of the ring flying. He landed on the ground hard, with a loud thud and face down. I rolled down to evade the sword and the spear that attacked from each side. I willed that Ponpon would grow longer. I heard the audience gasp. Ponpon smirked when he became longer than before. It was the first time that it happened. He seemed to look excited with his new self.