Pucca Angry Novels & Stories

I didn’t - and that’s where I went wrong - instead I tried to be reasonable and let him down slowly. And then he went ahead to do that shit. “Fuck!” I yelled. No one could make me as angry as people like Damien who walk around feeling like they owned the world because life had placed them on the better plane of things. Was that hypocritical of me? Probably, but at least I tried not to be too much of a cocky bastard. My phone chimed next to me, the screen illuminating my dimly lit room and I took a moment before lifting it up.

"Bammmmmmmmm!!!" I hit the table in front of me hard. "Who the F**k did you call a useless bitch? I charged angrily at him. Zuka became enraged causing him to stay restless. I covered the distance between me and Xavier, Grabbed him by the neck and raised him up. I glared at him with a scowl. My eyes darkened with anger and an insatiable urge to rip his heart out of his rib cage "Don't you ever!…. In your miserable life, call Melisa a useless bitch. I said between gritted teeth and snarled at him.

, Lucas pulls off the “I don’t give a damn about the whole place” Why can’t I for once in my life have a normal day without any form of drama. Why can’t I live a normal life like any other slave for fuck sake. One thing is for sure, they both holds this surging about of anger. Very very intense.

she whispered and Abu was glaring at her, he was thankful that he noticed them on the screen and ran fast to save her. Sheira turned to face him more and said, "Abuzar! It's her fault she didn't do her work and I was pissed off and didn't control myself anymore!" Abuzar didn't know what to think knowing that he could only watch them but couldn't hear them. "Stop it, Sheira. She didn't do anything!" Pocco interrupted and he was burning in outrage. "What? As if you know..." "Of course, I know because I was watching you the whole time! I couldn't believe you are this bitter, putting your anger into violence?" he screamed and Sheira was shivering as she drew heavy breathing.

Her pretty face turned pale and her beautiful eyes were filled with pain. "How dare you!" Lucia Pearson of Oriental Peak finally couldn't help but be angry. "No!" Seeing that Lucia Pearson was about to rush into the Investiture Stage, several The Boundless Academy elders immediately stopped her. "Damn it!" Lucia Pearson elder's willpower was astonishing, but it was only because she was too angry just now. At this time, she finally managed to control the anger in her heart, but her beautiful and delicate face had turned livid. Lie Yan was her disciple, but now she was beaten to this state, how could she calm down?

Hell, I've made Dmitry so fucking angry, he might as well have been steaming out his ears. I made the guy punch me, for fuck's sake, and he claims to be a pacifist. But I've never seen him as ragey as he is while glaring at me right now. The kind of glare capable of making lesser men drop dead on the spot if only to escape it. "I just wanted to make sure you got home okay last night." I wince as soon as the words come out. Jesus Christ, really, Caspian? That's all you could come up with?

I walked in and saw him. Riven was on the ice, alone, stick in hand, angrily shooting pucks. Most of them missed. He looked exhausted, furious, and completely broken. “Fuck!” he yelled, kicking the puck away in frustration. I stepped onto the ice, my voice soft. “Was that ‘fuck’ or ‘puck’?” Riven spun around, eyes widening when he saw me. “No pun intended,” I winked. “How do you know I would be here? What are you even doing here?”

The words Raphael had thrown at him that night kept slamming into his brain like a bad but addictive porno. The way he'd said it was so effortless, confident, teasing and Completely uncalled for. That dude is fucking crazy. Loud-mouthed, arrogant, and completely out of line. Who the hell says shit like that even as a joke? Liam shook his head sharply and pushed forward for the next rep. Another pass came. Again, he fumbled it. The puck rolled lazily away. And why the fuck did that stupid line make me blush like some horny teenager? I’m straight. I’ve always been straight. It shouldn’t even register in my brain.

When the puck dropped, I didn’t just play; I went to war. I was emotionally exhausted, my heart was literally breaking, and the only outlet I had for the massive, chaotic storm of anger and hurt swirling inside me was the ice beneath my skates. Every time I touched the puck, I played with a reckless, feral aggression that I’d never used before. I wasn’t just skating; I was flying, my blades carving deep, violent grooves into the fresh ice. When their defenseman tried to pinch me along the boards, I didn’t dodge him; I dropped my shoulder and slammed him into the plexiglass hard enough to rattle the glass, stealing the puck and accelerating down the ice.

I inform before Ralph cuts me off with a slap " Shut up" He says angry ' That's all this idiot is good for violence' " Ralph how dare you hit a woman in my presence" Pa yells " Oh give it a rest pa, I told you this remorseless monster was hurting me all those years back, but you didn't believe me" I remind " What are you talking about?" Pa ask " I am Rieka, and I am here to expose all your evil doings" I say and they all gasp in shock