Ppg Angry Novels & Stories

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.”

"I know you're angry at me." "Yes, I am. I am fuming with rage. I want to hit you so badly for keeping this away from me. Do you think you will win a trophy just because you're being perfect? You won't even get recognition. No one will acknowledge you for saving the world. I will not praise you for that." I didn't know how the words kept flowing out. My anger had taken over me completely. Angelo didn't say anything. He watched me vent all my anger out.

,She angrily said to herself as she walks to his front. Sean didn't pay attention to her as she let out her anger. "Well you wanna act bossy huh?", She asked angrily. " Well am gonna show you who is boss",Precious said and angrily stormed out of the room. "There is only one person that can handle this arrogant son of a bitch and that's he's mother.

Grace I had never seen Apollo this angry in all the months I had known him, because most of the time he carried himself with an almost calmness that made it impossible to read what he was truly feeling, but right now there was no mistaking the emotion burning in his eyes. He was angry. No, he was furious. The kind of furious that destroyed everything in its path.

Grace says, then leans forward to look closer. “I could have sworn they turned red.” I explain. “You said you’ve been angry. Did me taking her piss you off?” I ask and he looks over at Grace. Probably trying to sense if she can handle it, which is something I should have thought about before I spoke. Grace jumps out of my arms and walks closer to Gunner. “Why have you been angry?” She asks, and Gunner grabs her cheek with his hand and looks at her. “Peaches, it pisses me off when people try and convince you we want something that isn’t you.” He tells her and she gives him a small smile, and he looks up at Dean and me. “But it has felt different, more severe then normal. And yes, it pissed me

I'm just asking, right? "Why are you angry? Then why are you annoyed? Are you hurting?", I said while slapping his arm, it's so hard shems kidding HAHAHA "I'm not angry or annoyed, I'm just telling the truth", he defended "Tsh, you whisper in your ass" "He doesn't like you"

“Do you think I’m some stupid slut, you can just fuck and get away with? I’ll make you pay!” Angela yelled, her face was red from anger, she wouldn’t actually do anything, she just wanted to vent her frustration. Trenton stood tall and looked at her. “When you’re done, do what I asked you to do, it wasn’t free of charge, I’m paying you for it!” He said. “Oh, really? And did I tell you I wanted to do it with you, mark my words, men like you don’t last on this earth!” She yelled more. “Get out!” He yelled back at her. She ran out in tears and went to a toilet to change, she vowed never to work in this company.

I shouted at the top of my lungs. He grab my jaw tightly and said fuming in anger. If he put a little bit more pressure then my jawbone will be broken anytime soon. "Hey!! Watch your tongue before you speak. Or else I'll cut off your fucking tongue." I was also fuming in anger as so he. But my anger is much more extreme than his. Cause they are my parent's murderers. That bastard Agney Singh is lucky enough that he died before I could meet him. He's in heaven. My foot. Even he will not get a place in hell.

"Wait,what did you just say? You mean James St Patrick is the man that you smashed his Lamborghini yesterday?" "You are in alot of danger,girl!" Paz yelled as she nervously walked up and down in the living room "To be clear,I did not wreck his car ,I am not afraid since it is simply scratched. It is the way he looks at me that scares me." Says Angela as she bites on her lower lip and fiddle with her fingers "Can you tell me hoq he looks at you?" Paz asked