Sukuna Angry Novels & Stories

she replied and end the call. “Fûck!” Susan shouted and went back to her room she started breaking all the things in her room out of anger. Starting from the dressing mirror, she cut herself with the glass and blood kept pouring out from the wound. “How dare to turn my son against me!” She yelled and tears get a face with the broken glass. “Who’s there?” She yelled and the guard from earlier rushed in again. “Clinton, give me a head, I am angry I need something that will calm me down, consider yourself if your tongue doesn’t cal. Me down” she yelled and Clinton quickly nod his head.

“Fokken assholes. Ek sal hulle almal doodmaak. Hulle moeder s'n sal ween voor die oë van hulle verminkte liggame.Ek sal hulle ingewande uittrek en hulle verwurg. Ek sal hulle oogballe uitgrawe en dit op hul assholes vul. Ek sal hulle bloed laat huil. (Fucking assholes! I'll kill them all. Their mother's will weep at the sight of their mutilated bodies. I will pull their intestines out and strangle them. I will dig out their eyeballs and stuff it up their assholes. I will make them weep blood.)” I have no idea that I was saying this out loud until Sandra says, “I have no idea what you’re saying, but I will back you up, chica (girl).” Before I can respond, my phone rings. I open it witho

But everything they had done to my mate, they’d get back in tenfold. An eye for an eye, like the humans often say. “You have a list?” Suzie asked. “Sure do. It begins with the motherfucker that’s leading the bunch, general Sweets, but not far behind him are her parents. I usually don’t kill women, but for mommy dearest, I am willing to make an exception.” Suzie chuckled nervously, “you’ve become dark.” I shrugged, “maybe I’ve always been this way. But now I have people to point my anger at.”

He has yet to notice me behind him, the garden was empty and Ryson stood still when he realized that there was someone else. Facing me, his amber eyes darkened and I took a step backward because I thought he was going to beat me but his eyes flicked a tiny speck of hurt at my reaction before changing to his normal cold ones. I was fidgeting, again. He was scary when he got angry, it was his right since I interfered in his business. "What do you want?" He cut straight to the chase with arms crossed and a stone cold expression on his face. It was ironic how he wanted to get into my business and I let it go but he got mad at me when the tables turned.

So, after a moment of pause, she finally added with the look of great hostility in her eyes, "I just want to suggest that if you're going to come at me, just hurry up and come at me all at once. I don't want to waste my time to the likes of you," And that, of course, made Luna Angela shudder. It removed the smile on her face as it had been replaced with a deep frown. No, what she heard at the that moment not only gave her frown, but an ugly dark expression. She simply found it hard to tolerate such arrogance. She thought that this woman had come back to her senses. But she never expected that she had actually gone insane. This one was simply courting death! "Presumptuous!" The two men who st

“Some good, old-fashioned bloodshed.” Years of warrior training kicked in in an instant. I swiped my claws at the rogue’s face, catching it right in the eye. Blood spurted from its fresh wound, making it stagger back, but it didn’t go down just yet. Instead, it whirled toward me with a snarl, yellow eyes blazing with feral anger. Anya screamed again, frozen in place. The rogue whirled toward her and lunged again, but this time, I was ready. I leapt in between it and Anya, this time clamping my jaws around its neck with a sickening crunch. The wolf yelped and struggled.

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in

She launches herself at me claws out. “What the fuck are you smirking at, Bitch?” She hisses at me, almost looking like a lunatic, and why I have no idea but I start laughing at the state of her. Completely ignoring the fact she had her claws stuck in my upper arm. Well laughing just sent this fucking crazy bitch into overdrive making her go into a frenzy digging her other clawed hand into my right rib cage.

He was trying to keep his tone steady, but I could hear the anger under it, he wasn’t angry at me, he was angry that I ended up hurt under his watch. I tried sitting up again. The pain stabbed through my head but I ignored it. “I want to go back,” I said. His expression changed. The anger faded, replaced by a colder look. “Back where?” “Blackfang,” I said. “I need to finish what I started. My revenge isn’t done.” “No,” he said immediately. Anger flared inside me. “You said I could leave once I’m strong enough.” “And you’re not,” he replied. “Not yet.”

Her words carried an undercurrent of frustration, challenging the notion that her honesty should be met with anger. "Shut up! Just shut up!" Grace retorted, her anger boiling over. "How dare you raise your voice at us like this?" Her tone dripped with indignation, unable to tolerate Susan's perceived insolence. Jasmine stood there, witnessing the intense exchange between them, her gaze fixed on their faces as they clashed.