Smg4 Angry Novels & Stories

-Now give this asshole what he wants and tear his fucking arms off. That’s my girl. I’m not sure if it’s possible to smirk in this form or not, but I try anyway as I tentatively take a step closer to Angus, who watches my every move. I have more control over the ultima than I ever have, but our anger is begging to get the better of us the more we see him cling to what is ours. Angus puts his arm out for me shyly and I move toward it, not even bothering to break eye contact with Maggie, who sits looking like an angel with no fear.

He’s dead. [Or stupid] --- Bullet Comments with spoiler will be screened out for the hero --- The bullet comments on the screen blew up into another climax, filled with more vicious curses this time and even less information. But the smirk on Meph’s face widened. “You guys are the best fans!” Meph’s long, deep, foxy eyes smile into two curvy lines, yet somehow he doesn’t come off as crafty but harmless and innocent, as if he really meant it. The amount of comments blew up, meaning star shards were a sensitive topic. At least, the “audience” had things to say about it.

“I said some things to him that would make the most even-tempered person mad.” “Damn, and lust didn’t supersede them both for him? Yep, he has to be pissed.” “And again, not being helpful,” Maggie said, glaring. “Not everyone’s libido works that way.” Joy arches her eyebrow. “So you’re telling me you and your husband never have had angry sex?” Maggie's face reddened, and she coughed. “That’s what I thought. The aggression and passion in angry sex is like no other. I bet if you and Sir Ansel had it, you would end up pregnant immediately.”

I felt my anger boil at the sight of seeing Four on my way home from school, it was only break time but I stormed out after I tried to calm down for a few minutes but my anger grew until I had to get out of there, I felt trapped. I had been rehearsing what I was going to scream at Four when I seen him from not mentioning the fact that my wedding day was supposedly in three weeks. But now that I seen him as he unloaded boxes from a large van onto the ground outside a shop all I wanted to do was run over and punch him, I knew it would hurt it I did it though I would only end up hurting myself.

"Bloody hell!!" I shouted in a burst of anger. "The bastards!" "I'm very sorry," said Maggie Plume, visibly shaken by my outburst. I looked at her. "I am not angry with you." "That's what it looked like," she replied. "I'm angry at what has happened to your family." I answered. "It's a bloody disgrace." My voice trailed off, leaving a quietness which no one risked breaking. Finally, calming myself, I turned to James Plume.

“OMG, sorry, Ji... I didn’t mean to–” “It’s okay. I have to get used to annoying jokes like that. Either I’m not good enough for him or he’s too much of a jerk for me to love,” Angie replied without a hint of a smile. She was about to leave, but turned slightly so her voice could be heard clearly by the woman. “Come to my office when Jimmy is busy with his prostitute, Merry. I’m sure you also have something you want to tell me.”

“They had us pinned. It was head there, or stand and die.” “Why didn’t they kill you?” Maggie barked. Angus knew she wasn’t angry with him and that she certainly didn’t want him dead. She was just really upset. She always showed anger instead of weakness when she was upset. He coughed and struggled for enough energy to respond. “I think they thought me dead. I know I did.” ****

Maggie was on top of him, and her breasts were spilling out of the bra she had worn. "What the actual fuck?" Damien yelled as he pushed Maggie, who landed on her buttocks on the floor. "Maggie!" Damien roared with fury, veins popping from the sides of his neck. "Ouch!" Maggie cried out from the pain, but when she looked at Damien, she was taken aback by the anger in his eyes, but she still gathered her resolve; she was determined to seduce him at all costs. "Damien, I can really please you; I do it better than Aella. Just one night, let me help you get rid of the tension and anger you feel inside," Maggie purred shamelessly as she crawled back to Damien.

"How am I suppose to get angry over that? Of course, I'm not angry because of that." "So, that means you are angry over something else?" Miguel asked, interrupting Jade. "To be honest, I'm not angry at all." Megan replied. "If you aren't angry, you suppose to eat the food." Jaden said. "Please...?" "Fine, I'll." She gave in with a nudge...