Quietly Hostile Novels & Stories

what's your problem with me ? His hazel eyes widened in amazement: I don't look at you like that! I just marvel at your hostile attitude towards me! You look ready to kill me at any moment! I sighed in exasperation: You are the reason for this, you cannot blame me! Oh my God he's absolutely right, I'm behaving in a very aggressive and blunt manner! I'm not like this with people, but with him only! I'm always joking and gossiping with everyone!..

"He doesn't." "His father does though," my head jerks up at Mr. Min's words and the sheer feeling of distraught written over his face because of it. "I don't quite know how to explain it but Mr. Kim has this weird sort of aura around him guys. Sophie, you haven't met him but he's pretty ominous." "Yeah, he always talks straight to the topic, small worded conversation, nothing informal," Jo mutters, shrugging as if it was nothing. "He seemed pretty uptight towards me."

At this moment, when they saw Zephyr Khan standing beside their beloved woman, their hearts were naturally filled with dissatisfaction. For a moment, streams of god ray surged toward Zephyr Khan unscrupulously. Zephyr Khan could not help but bitterly smile in his heart when he saw the displeasure in everyone's eyes or the hostile gazes of them. However, he was not the kind of person who would be treated with hostility. As his mind moved, a cold snort was heard. Boom! Although the voice seemed very faint, it was like a thunderclap that violently exploded in the ears of this group of hostile people.

Silas said, his voice dripping with absolute disdain as he gestured to the door. I took a step toward the handle, but then I paused. The sheer arrogance radiating off him was a itch I needed to scratch. I turned my head slowly, looking him dead in the eye, keeping my expression perfectly calm. "Is there a problem, Beta Silas?" I asked softly. "You seem to have an exceptionally hostile attitude toward me." Silas sneered, stepping closer until he was trying to use his height to intimidate me. "No, Miss Aleron. There is no problem. I just happen to deeply despise women who try to scheme their way into powerful men's lives."

Unfortunately, I doubted it was the latter. I slumped slightly, muttering under my breath, “Come on, system, give me a clue here.” > [Hint: Use charm, not sarcasm.] “I am charming,” I whispered through gritted teeth. > [Negative. You are currently irritating the Hostile Entity.] The “Hostile Entity” in question shifted in his seat, his gaze fixed ahead. His hand tapped against his knee in a slow rhythm. It was the only sign that he was holding himself back. “Secretary Rivera,” he said suddenly.

It’s not a friendly tone and it has the effect of dampening down the attitude on one of the twins at least. “He’s not questioning, he’s just a little shocked that our pack room has someone … not of our pack” the other chirps in, throwing me a devious side eye and I shrivel back into my chair, aware the waves of prickling heat coming my way are hostility, even while he is smiling on like it’s not.

irritation and anger are etched in my voice. Servants walking in and out of the corridor act like we don't exist. Some go as far as turn back on seeing us argue. “Hector, it's your problem and not mine. I wonder what sane person is stable in times of chaos. Tell me something about a friendly enemy.” She mocks me subtly. "There you go again, saying words and jumping like a smashed frog. I hope you don't mean any of those? 'cause I don't know what to make of you anymore.” I turn to leave and pause.

" Everyone kept quiet and Beatrice look bored from the whole thing. Alex held an apologetic look and I suddenly felt stupid for wasting my precious time to impress this horrible woman only to be embarrassed in front of everyone. Everyone has their gaze on me. Everyone! She was yelling so loud at Alex that it got everyone's attention. I tried to walk away as calm as I can but the shame wouldn't let me. I can't cry, not right here, not right now. I stand still as I glare back at the woman standing right in front of me with pure hatred. "What are you staring at whore?" "Listen, woman, just because you are rich and all doesn't give you the right to talk down on anyone."

Amelia said to Julian as her hand clasped with his, her brown eyes turning completely hazel at the whim of the lighting. At the dining, we always sat in silence, not because of fear but everyone would rather stay quiet than engage in conversations that would lead to a scuffle. “Festus, how’s the new project going?” Mother asked, breaking off the silence, my eyes wandered for a moment ‘She’s only doing this out of spite, hate for Julian, starting conversations with her children, knowing he can’t have that privilege’ “It’s going quite well mother” I answered, smiling as I took the flesh of the fried chicken to my lips, gnawing at it.

Not one to ever be caught slacking and giving up control, he immediately put her in her place. "If I say no, will you refund my money?" He gave her his characteristic cold glare, the same one his friends had been complaining about. If they were here, he was sure they'd have a problem with it. Ria pulled back as if she'd been slapped, her eyes widening before they immediately narrowed. "I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable. You didn't have to be rude." He felt the heat of her gaze as her temper rose, but she was doing a fine job of keeping it under control. If she didn't have such expressive eyes, he wouldn't have been able to tell she was offended.