Sudden Fury: A Family Torn Apart Mga Nobela at Kwento

Artemy 2 weeks later I stared at the pictures in my hand. Stared at them longer than I should have. The pictures were shaking only because my hands were trembling. Anger had been a constant emotion inside of me since Rebecca had been taken away. I lived on the anger inside of me. It kept me going. It kept me grounded enough to find my Angel. But now, I was raging. There’s a big difference between anger and fury. Anger was enough to make someone go insane. But fury, it made people psychotic.

Entire cities have vanished, and when I try to remember what stood there, my mind slides off the space like it’s polished glass. That is the worst part. There should be grief. Names. Faces. Instead there is absence where memory should live. The Rage devoured the Madness and renamed itself the Fury. It tears through the north like a god drunk on its own power, warping sky and stone with every strike. Packs turn feral just breathing the air it’s touched. Brothers kill brothers in frenzies they won’t remember, if they survive at all. Three days ago, the Despair slipped free, it moves softly. Gently.

“I was blinded by grief for my daughter. I spoiled her and let her misbehave, which caused all that hate toward your mother. I know she did wrong by maltreating your father, and I let it happen. And in a fit of rage, you… I can’t undo what I did. But I’m sorry, grandson. I hope you can forgive me for all I did to you and your father. Let’s forget the past. Let’s reunite and become one family again.” I stared at him, expression blank, jaw tight. On the inside, everything was ice. No warmth. No forgiveness. Just a deep, frozen rage that had lived in me for twenty-one years. Reunite? Become one family? After you destroyed mine? I don't think i can. I let out a low, humorless breath. “I don’t ne

look, amplified by the tragedy. Something in me snaps. It’s like a dam bursting, all the grief and the doubt and the exhaustion turning into a white-hot pillar of rage. "You all talk about 'family' like it’s a sacred bond," I scream, the volume of my own voice surprising me. "But you’re not my family! You’re a collection of vultures waiting to see who gets the biggest piece of the estate!" Silas starts to protest, but I’m not done. I take a step into the center of the room, pointing a finger at the lot of them.

Fury rolled off him like heat from a fire. “Seize that damn woman!”

I mind l**k Aiden and tell him everything but to act normal he says alright see you soon. I go to get emma and we go to the garage and get in my car. We head to my house which isn't too close to the pack house but also not to far. When we pull up kass gasps what is this place i tell her its Our house when you want to move in she says really and i say yes baby girl. Before they get out i tell them the council wont be here for an hour if they want to eat and kass kisses me and runs out of the car without another word.

he almost turned away to leave. “ Family?” I snapped in a sharp tone, filled with anger. “ Yes, your family. Or don’t you still know the meaning of family?” he smiled bleakly. There was anger storming in my eyes. “I don’t have a family!” I know I must have yelled out in frustration, but he only frowned and stepped closer. “ You know what, never mind. Bye!” I slammed the door at him, not hard but harshly. I saw the confusion in his eyes, and the eagerness to hear me out, why did I just slam the door at him that way?

"This is your family you're trying to destroy!" Azize's eyes widened with defiance and regret, but Andrew's anger was a fierce tide, threatening to consume both of them. I winced again, struggling against the fire in my arm as I stumbled forward. My instincts kicked in - the family ties that bound us all felt like frail threads ready to snap.

Damn it all. The anger, the frustration, the exhaustion—it all starts to dissipate, replaced by something else entirely. Something deeper. Something terrifying. I’m going to be a father again. Soon. And despite all the mess, despite the chaos, this is the one thing that keeps me going. My family. The one thing I can’t afford to lose. But how can we be a family when I’m still so damn angry at Imogene?

I didn’t move. When she realized she couldn't pry me off, her face twisted with fury. "I have always said it!" she snapped, her voice rising, shaking with rage. "Ever since that stupid girl Aurora came into this family—ever since she stepped her filthy legs into this mansion—there hasn’t been a single moment of peace! She’s a curse! A whole bag of bad luck! One problem after another! She’s tearing this family apart!" I froze. Then, without a second thought, I shoved Richard to the ground so hard he hit the floor with a sickening thud.