Sailor Mars Angry Novels & Stories

his friend pointed towards Mars who was quietly eating his lunch on an empty table. "Don't talk to me about him, he pisses me off." Michael said that after gulping a big bite. "Wait... what... YOU and getting pissed off of someone except Drake, it's quite a thing ha-ha-ha-ha you are literally our ball of sunshine, what can make you piss off." everyone at the table started to laugh as that was true. Michael was usually cheerful and helpful and maybe that was the reason Mr. Stele had told him to help Mars.

I shrug and he becomes twitchy when Maria holds her hand up and he relaxes. “You killed her!” he shouts at me and I sigh loudly, like this is boring me, but all it does is make him angry, which is what I want. An angry human is a reckless human. They allow their emotions to rule them so the angrier he becomes, the more likely he is to mess up. “I have killed thousands of humans during my time. Why would I remember one specifically? You see, you humans mean fuck all to me. So you joined her for revenge?” I say as I take slow steps forward. Not taking my eyes from him.

Dominic: I saw it the moment Marcel stepped into the hall. Not the authority he always carried that. Not the power that was a given. Not the fear that others had when they saw him walking into the room. It was the anger. Sharp. Restrained. The kind that sat just beneath the skin, waiting for the wrong breath to snap it loose. Aria’s fingers tightened around mine as she noticed it too. “He’s furious,” she murmured. “And you know that this can never end well.”

"If anyone should be angry, it’s me. You’ve been a complete dick, and I was the one who warned you about the snow in the first place." Marcus dropped the gift shop bags onto the table with a heavy thud. He didn't respond, knowing that if he opened his mouth now, he’d say something they’d both regret. Instead, he marched toward the bathroom. He reached into the stall and cranked the handle to the hottest setting. The pipes groaned, but the water heated up fast, sending plumes of steam swirling into the air. "Marcus!" He turned to find Sarah standing in the doorway, eyes blazing with that familiar fire. He knew why she was angry—he’d been unbearable—but he was still too wound up to offer an ap

"Mars Varrick, you're the real scoundrel here! Leave!" Angel had lost all patience for Mars, and her respect for him had vanished entirely since their last encounter. "Angel! I am the young leader of 100 prominent families in Swalesburry. How dare you insult me?" Mars was enraged because it was the first time Angel had rebuked him. Yet, he conveniently overlooked the fact that he had initiated the verbal altercation. "Let me be clear—stop using my name! I don't have a friend like you, a despicable person," Angel demanded.

Marcus smirked winking at Mars and stepped forward to entangle Olivia's hand in his and both walked out of the room, Olivia embarrassedly looks at Mars. Mars stood there shocked for a couple of minutes and came out of his trance of shock with Chairty's voice who is here to clean the room, "Excuse me, Master, are you looking for something?" "Aa...eh..NO..." Mars walked out of the room running his hand in his hair, burning in anger, "'No, Marcus can't do that to me, he bought her here to assault her, to take his revenge now when I started feeling for her he can't snatch her from me, No he can't," he frowned punching the wall,

CHAPTER VI: Trouble Young Marc’s eyes widened with anger. They were on fire and he seemed to want to destroy everything he could see right now. This is bad. The Sagittarius symbol is glowing on his forehead. Note to myself: Never provoke that kid. He's way too dangerous. “This is really bad,” Suzaine worriedly uttered. Yeah, it is. The magic flowing around rapidly increases as time goes by. It's going tremendous. “How dare you hurt my beloved pet, Poly! This is not a playground for the two of you, idiots!” Marc, the kid, angrily shouted.

“Don’t worry, darling. My wolf is just as enamored with you as you are with him.” My animal immediately calms.But I don’t. “I don’t understand,” I finally manage to breathe, my grip tightening near his base again. “Help me understand.” It’s a plea that brings tears to my eyes. Because all of this is foreign. I’m trying to give into my animal, to do what she’s demanding I do. However, feeling his erection in my palm has oddly grounded me in reality. He’s so much larger than Marcus . It should be impossible. It is impossible.