Ppg Angry Novels & Stories

Oooh the cliffhanger. Rage can be so funny at times Tell me what you think about Tess

The owner of the hoarse voice could not suppress her burning anger. Ray got up angrily as his sweet dream had been interrupted by her yelling. However, Ray was so scared by her wildfire-like anger at this moment that his entire person was awake in an instant. He shivered. "If you have something to say, say it properly. Don't be angry, don't be angry." A qualified businessman needed to know how to see the situation clearly. Ray decisively chose to appease. His attitude immediately softened and he asked nicely, "He... Did Sean do something unforgivable...?"

"What. have . you. done. Xavier?!" I gritted my teeth in rage , I was trying my best not to lost my cool but his unbothered attitude was making it hard for me. Here I was losing my shit , fighting with my friends, getting stares that trigging my childhood trauma and this fucking ass hole is all chill down as if he has done nothing wrong..... "What? I did nothing Angel, nothing that I had to worry about " "Oh really? Then WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!! JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE POSTING MY PICS LIKE THIS!!"

London Pissed? No, no, no, no. Angry? Ha! Don't play with me. I gripped the edge of the mahogany table, grounding my teeth so tightly that I wouldn't have been surprised if one broke out due to the force. My fingers dug into the table, ripping through its well-refined wood in seconds.

**What the hell? Why the hell she reacted in such a way...?** Aaron thought in his mind Then witnessed everyone's angry gaze at him "what? This wasnt the first time when I screamed at her... And you all see how scared Alex was looking...!" Aaron explained to them, "You are a horrible person Aaron, very horrible..." Angie said and left without finishing her breakfast. Aaron gritted his teeth in rage, "What the fuck she thinks of herself, how can she talk to me in such a way...?" Aaron said angrily.

I’m angry at Damian, angry at the world, angry at fate, but mostly, I’m angry at myself or loving when I shouldn’t, for trusting when I knew better, and for still hurting. The music comes fast, relentless, and technically brutal. My fingers fly with precision that shocks even me. I don’t miss a single note. My body moves with it, sweat breaking out at my temples, adrenaline flooding my veins. I feel alive. Like if I stop, I’ll shatter, so I don’t. Until... “Mommy!” The bow jerks to a stop mid-stroke. Angela comes barreling into the garage like a small hurricane, curls bouncing, eyes bright, completely unaware that her mother was seconds away from combusting.

Fuck me. *****************************************

Now am mad,My eyes flick to the stage,my knuckles crackling. My eyes are already bloodshot and glassy ,I take a second to breathe calmly,my nerve endings still in fire,my chest heaving. I grit my teeth,my eyes search,my eyes widen,anger swirls in the pit of my stomach and my nose flaring,my throat tightens involuntarily. “Fuck!”I hiss through clenched teeth. “What again Adam?”Noah asked. “Isn't that face ringing a bell in your dumb brain Noah!!?”

Forget it They are angry.

Theo POV. I’m angry, I’m always angry, it’s not my hand, it’s in my DNA, I think I was born like that, I don’t know how to deal with all of the anger in me. I’m not NF, I don’t rap my anger out, I don’t do drugs, and I want to take it out on someone, on anyone, I want to take all of this anger out of me.