Ppg Angry Novels & Stories

Third Person's Pov “Damn, that woman is really getting on my nerves. Who does she think she is?!” Penelope angrily said, slamming her hands on the table while looking at her incompetent subordinate. “Do what you need to do and free Pauline from the prison and kill the person who tortured her! That damned Aaron! He went too far!” Penelope angrily commanded his subordinate who was kneeling on the shards. Despite that their knees were bleeding, they didn't show any emotions and calmly answered their master's order.

Badmouthing and gossiping, that’s just like Akemi, anyway. “Those rich spoilt brats are no threat to me, and the next time she attempts such again...” I begin to growl, glaring at Angie’s injury before meeting Hadrien’s gaze, “...if she dares to hurt my friends again, I won’t spare her”. And I mean every word I spew.

he said in angry "I Am ready you are angry right i know it's my fault and i can take your anger. " i replied him looking in to his eyes "Aghhh i took every bit of your drama now will you get out or else i will push you out" he said showing his finger according to the word "I will not go until you listen to me" i replied simply "When i am making you understand nicely why don't you understand huh get outtt" he hold my shoulder and pushed me lightly.

EROS Three days ago… “AAAARRRRGGGHHHH!” I yelled loudly as I threw the glass that I was holding across the room. I pulled my hair in frustration and my eyes bulged as I burned in anger. I breathed in slow ragged breaths as I try to calm myself from anger. It was Pietro. It was him who is making me this angry right now. I thought everything is finished. I thought I have already handled him and had him under control. Pietro was supposed to be a solved problem for me. I was supposed to be celebrating today after hitting two birds in one stone.

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.

I'm in the middle yet no one saw it except Andy who chuckled silently and shrugged her shoulders off. “The Chief Executive Officer, Mr. Rage Thompson went here to complain someone's attitude towards him. I'm not happy with what you people did. It's a shame to our department to hear it especially from him.” Mrs. Agapita, our head spoke infront. Mouth hanged open, I slowly stand up to not get caught by her. Heat flushed my cheeks, I felt like I was hit bull's eye. He saw what I did that he smirked. I can't help not to roll my eyes at somewhere.

Mac sharpened and angry; If you don't shut up, bitch, I swear I'll make you suffer in pain like you've never seen in your life, I'll make you beg me to kill you, to make this skinny body of yours only see the openings of my fangs, it's better for you to shut up

Ricardo’s POV The recording ends, and I lean back with the glass of whiskey in my hand and my eyes on Angelo. His jaw tightens, then he stands so fast and shouts, “Fuck! That fucking golden prick!” The rage on his face is a pure and beautiful thing to see, why? Because I hardly ever see Angelo get this angry if it’s not over something I caused. “Calm down, brother,” I mutter.

Sophia Bright had a thousand reasons to be angry with me, but that didn’t give him the right to act aggressively. And that’s exactly what he was doing, being aggressive. Slamming the counter in a fit of rage didn’t make him good company. Seeing him like that scared me. I was sure he would never lay a finger on me, but Bright needed to control himself. "You have anger issues," I said, frowning, clearly disgusted by his behavior. "You won’t solve anything by hitting the counter. You get that, right?" I looked at him, distrustful.

his tone changes, more aggressive and angry than his previous calm and collected that he had walking in here. "Are you serious? You went behind my back and got me to kill you, you knew what you were doing, and yet what did you get out of it huh? A brand new life, a get out of jail free card out of the group, and yet you still feel like all I get out of it was a worthless 'I'm sorry' you put me through hell, and I still need more fucking therapy, fuck off with your stupid apology"