Sailor Mars Angry Novels & Stories

Olivia grabbed my hands and held them to her chest. Her eyes teared up again at the mere thought of it. “I’m okay,” I pulled her into another hug. “We’re both okay.” Mars was also extremely emotional, though rather than being sad he was angry. More than angry, he was furious. “Andrew is going to get what’s coming to him!” Mars seethed. Ethan tried to calm him down, but he was too amped up to settle. He paced around in a circle, waving his hands and muttering the hundreds of horrible things he wanted to do to Andrew if he was given the chance.

"I'm going to ruin the seats." "For God's sake, Mars," Martin barked from the front. "It is her first time. Don't be an idiot." Martin let out a loud groan. His arm was moving even faster now. "Just get her up here," Martin ordered. "Let me finish in her mouth." I felt the blood drain from my face. "Who is the idiot now?" Mars snapped at him. "Watch the road before you wreck the car." I hoped they would start fighting. If they got distracted, I could grab the door handle. Maybe I could jump out even at this speed.

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

she said with anger in her voice, Marxis furrowed his eyebrows in anger, that fool failed again, she noticed his look with distaste in her face, he motioned to talk but got a fistful of pain in his stomach knocking the air out of him, she wasn't finished, " and he already unlocked the gem of artemon which means he is accessible to illummino" she said bitterly. He only looked on with anger swelling in his chest, he had plans for the captain, terrible plans. He felt the captain coming and gave him a roll of pain in anger with a voice command, the captain still lingered and in a hail of anger gave him a greater one, he left immediately. Herega sat on the bed with her frame stretched, Marxis bit

"Everyone, I would like to introduce to you Kenton's mate and the future Luna of our pack, Amaris Redding." Kenton turns to me, face beaming with happiness until he sees that I don't reciprocate the feeling as Kerryington's words settle in, confirming my fears. "Amaris..." he says my name like a plea, causing my gut to churn, I can tell that my wolf is just as happy as he is with the announcement, but I don't currently reciprocate those feelings. This is all too much, too soon. I can't do this. "No..." I whisper, in a full-on panic as my fight or flight instincts kick in, and given the way that I've grown up, I do the only logical thing that I can at the moment.

"Is that the way to speak to-" "Shut up!" Mars snapped, the dam of his composure breaking. "I don't know where I am, and I'm hungry. Do you think I have the energy to deal with you?" Tears, his ever-present betrayers, welled in his light blue eyes, and a flush of pink spread across his pale cheeks and nose. He was tired, scared, and so, so hungry. "You're a man," the stranger said, his tone shifting from threatening to deeply amused. "Why are you crying?"

“Mars. The ungrateful ass.” “Mars? Like the planet?” “Like Marceline. But no one calls me that.” “I like it. Suits you better.” He stood, offered me his hand. “You staying in town?” “Two weeks. I’m a travel blogger.” “Let me guess. You’re here to write about our ‘charming coastal town’ and ‘pristine beaches.’” “Something like that.” “Well, Mars the travel blogger, next time you want to swim, check the flags. Red means dangerous conditions. Like today.”

Her reaction only served to infuriate me further, my anger simmering just below the surface as I struggled to maintain a semblance of control. “You find this funny, Cryomancer?” The air was thick with tension as Marina met my gaze, her eyes glinting with a cold, unyielding intensity. Her expression remained serene, almost bored, as if my anger and frustration were nothing more than a minor amusement. The silence between us was oppressive, heavy with unspoken challenge and defiance. I could feel my anger boiling over, but Marina's refusal to respond only served to fuel my ire, leaving me seething with a growing sense of resentment and hostility.

rose and applauded excitedly, saying with eyes shining with tears of laughter, "Look, who's talking?! Alexander, the ascetic!! Alexander, who has devoted his life to his pack and seeks to reunite all other packs under his banner, is ashamed of his mate, my mistress ?! Does your sacred pack know about the moon mate and that she is a rogue?!" Alexander looked at him defiantly and said, "Set!! Do not exceed your limits. Also, do not manipulate words with me, and do not insert this pointed nose into something that does not belong to you. Then who told you that she was the mate of the moon?! I didn't mention anything like that!!" My eyes widened from shock as Set's body turned into something rese

one of our best soldiers shouted from the door and everyone stood in silence waiting for me to start talking. "I think everyone here already knows that Moses' bar was attacked last night. Two of our boys were killed, Jason and Brandon will not return to our pack because of the vampires, these boys will not have a second transformation, never learned to control their wolf, they will never find a mate and the fault is that fucking vampires!" The men in front of me growled and agitated in revolt, all there were tired of this war, most had lost one of the family, no one could stand all the killing and bloodshed that had lasted for centuries.