Sonic Yelling Novels & Stories

he yelled. The door swung open and Jonathon swayed, catching himself on the door jamb before he could topple across the threshold. “What the actual fuck, arsehole?” Declan whisper-yelled at him. “You are going to wake my sweet baby girl if you keep up your fucking yelling.” Jonathon pushed past him and into the house. “This house is so fucking big I could let off a firecracker in the foyer and you wouldn’t hear it from your daughter’s room.”

"You old bastard! That's for bullying my dad!" He was Nicky Yates, Caleb's five-year-old son, conceived via IVF after more than a dozen attempts. Emery's entire family treasured him like royalty and spoiled him rotten. I grabbed Nicky by the scruff of his neck, hoisted him up, and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "If your father won't teach you basic manners, I'll gladly do it today!" Nicky wrapped his arms around my thigh and bit down hard. I grunted in pain and instinctively threw him off me.

I yelled furiously. "And who said we'll go by your rules?i was even trying to reason with you but seems like you just won't listen,you always want everything to go according to you,you always want to have your way in everything,you want things to always be done by you,for you and as you say,which is very selfish of you, someone needs to tell you off for your obnoxious and pesky behavior, I'm done with your nonsense"He yelled back in rage and i clapped my hands in humour.

There’s a scuffle, followed by muffled voices before his video call cuts off and I laugh at the scene I can’t witness. “I can’t believe you snuck off to call her and left me there! What kind of nīsan are you? Hello Atlas!” “Hello! Did you kill him?” “Imadani.” I laugh at his attempt at a serious tone, as I hear Yuzuki groan in the background. “You little... tawagoto...” <... shit...> “Ignore him. Atlas-Chan wa dōdatta?”

- Matt, I'm sorry I talked like that, but you have to understand that sometimes it's necessary! - It's okay, Dad. - He replied in a muffled way because he was clinging to his mother. - It's because I never yell at him, Robert. - she explained in her son's defense. - It was never part of my upbringing. And well, my authoritarian tone is nowhere near yours. - he laughed weakly. - But forgive your father, he didn't yell at you, it's just that his voice is much deeper than your mother's. As he said, sometimes it's necessary to yell at him. As he said, sometimes it's necessary and you have to get used to it. - She touched Matt's nose and he laughed embarrassed.

"I am not dying!" I yelled. Why is nobody listening to me?!

he yelled over his shoulder

I yelled out. What in the fucking cluster is happening?

If I step in, I can detect danger from a distance. "Hey, assholé! Come out now! Where's Sunny? Involving innocent people is unthinkable. Where's your dick at?" I yelled, but all I could hear was my voice echoing through the bottom floor. A minute later, laughter reverberated throughout the area, proving that this coward really is an assholé. He won’t even show himself.

How can it be like this! Hayl! Hayl! Hayl! I scream on the phone, but it was off. Damn!