Ppg Angry Novels & Stories

“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?”

Dakota Delaune "What do you mean you're going to make an office in Italy? Silware stays in France!" Franco bursted angrily at Angelo. All of the people in the room turned angrily at Franco and he does have anger problem and he needs to fix it. "Convince me then.." Angelo said to Franco and I could see Franco's father was so fed up. My father even let out a long sigh. "I agree." Suddenly my father stood up and Angelo turned to him. Angelo scoffed coldly and he got up from his seat.

______________________________________________________________________ 💜Daniel💙 I'm very fast to anger. I've got the worst temper and everyone always criticize me of it. Except for my dad who I took it from, and my manager who says it's good for me to be able to charge at my opponent. Anyway, little things make me angry. But usually I get amused when I see Agnes threatening girls because of me. I find it as entertainment, seeing her fight so much for something she can never get. I should have known that she was going to come after Unugwa.

His words were heavy, laced with an anger that seemed impossible to shake. Shawn’s anger erupted suddenly. With a violent motion, he swept everything off the table, the deafening crash filling the air with an unmistakable surge of aggression. Without warning, he grabbed Dean by the collar, yanking him up forcefully, his eyes burning with fury and frustration as he glared at him, the raw intensity of his emotions impossible to ignore.

Vin replied nervously and he couldn't even look at Pang's eyes directly while Pang's eyes widened in shock until anger replaced his shocked face. "What the fuck, Vin? I'm not fucking you, I will never fuck a guy so dream on." Pang's angry remark looking at Vin with too much anger, his face darkened as if he'll punch anyone that will get near to him. "Would you rather suffer and die in pain, Pang?" Their boss asked, Pang suddenly stop moving and look at their boss with a blank face, I couldn't read his face. He was in deep thought.

,he roared back. "I never signed shit you idiot and I would never sign my life away to you. Nix was a money hungry piece of shit that died too easy. You need to die slow and screaming like you made most of us do from beatings!!"Angie yelled right back. Warren looked taken back, but he snarls at her. "You will pay for your insolence," he says calmly, and Angie cringes. He steps closer, and Emma pokes him right in the eye.

Her whole body shakes from my assault and her tits jiggle rapidly against her friends' mouths. "Oh fuck yeah!" Angie yelps as my hard cock pummels her soggy pussy. I watch Sam and Jenna tugging on her nipples with their teeth, having extracted them from their puffy areolas. Good! We're almost there. Angie is panting and hugging her friends as I again stimulate her clit while pistoning my cock in and out of her over-heated pussy.

James was extremely annoyed when he heard Angie scolding him like that. He wanted to punch this skinny, damned, and zombie-like woman to death. However, he had exhausted every way to build a good image in front of Gloria, he could not just lose that all because of this woman. James gritted his teeth and endured it while smiling gently. "Angie…" "How dare you call my name! How dare you! I'm asking you, how dare you call my name? Who the fuck do you think you are?" Angie immediately stood up and cursed at James. She looked very much like a crazy person in that situation.

Suspense hung heavy in the air as my gaze locked onto him, my anger intensifying with each passing second. No, calling myself "mad" would be an understatement—I was seething with an uncontrollable rage. "Tell me that Tristan was joking," I demanded, my eyes refusing to blink, determined to receive a response. He remained stubbornly silent, which only fueled my frustration further. "You had absolutely no right," I seethed, feeling my veins pulsate with fury. "That wasn't part of our agreement!" The words escaped my lips in a scream, reverberating through the room.

“I said some things to him that would make the most even-tempered person mad.” “Damn, and lust didn’t supersede them both for him? Yep, he has to be pissed.” “And again, not being helpful,” Maggie said, glaring. “Not everyone’s libido works that way.” Joy arches her eyebrow. “So you’re telling me you and your husband never have had angry sex?” Maggie's face reddened, and she coughed. “That’s what I thought. The aggression and passion in angry sex is like no other. I bet if you and Sir Ansel had it, you would end up pregnant immediately.”