Too Angry To Die Novels & Stories

It was not just anger. #CEOInLove hit two million by 3am. He picked up the first thing within reach. A glass. It shattered against the wall. Then the lamp. Then the mirror. He stood in the wreckage breathing hard. His reflection broke into a hundred pieces around his feet. His phone buzzed from the floor. He walked over and looked at the screen. A new article. SU HEIR AND SARTINI HEIRESS — THE LOVE STORY WE NEVER SAW COMING. He picked up his phone and hurled it at the wall so hard the screen shattered completely.

This was a blow to her that was undoubtedly worse than death, a hundred times more painful. "Tell me all the bad news, and see if I can die from anger." Tia lowered his head, his voice filled with numbness and indifference.

Right as I turned away, Joffrey's voice rang out, pure shock. "Lori!" He gripped the urn like his life depended on it and bolted toward me, eyes wild. "Lori, is that your soul? Did you come back because you couldn't leave me?" Mateo ripped the urn from his arms, just as unhinged. "No way! If Lori came back, it'd be for me!" Watching them go at it like contestants on The Bachelor, I knew for sure—they'd lost their damn minds. So I didn't even flinch, just played along. "I died unfairly. Of course I came back."

Ivan was silent for a moment before he sighed and said, "Leo's dead." Gripping her phone, Seraphine had a vacant look in her eyes. "So he's really… dead?" Ivan confirmed her suspicions. Then, he said, "We can't bring back the dead. Don't feel too bad about it, Seraphine." "You're worried for nothing. I'm not feeling bad about it at all." Seraphine seemed intent on proving something. She clenched her fists so tightly that she began to bleed, but still, she spoke mercilessly. "I'm glad he's dead. He had it coming. He deserved it!"

,he roared back. "I never signed shit you idiot and I would never sign my life away to you. Nix was a money hungry piece of shit that died too easy. You need to die slow and screaming like you made most of us do from beatings!!"Angie yelled right back. Warren looked taken back, but he snarls at her. "You will pay for your insolence," he says calmly, and Angie cringes. He steps closer, and Emma pokes him right in the eye.

“Jenny! You ungrateful little rat! Your aunt treated you so well, and this is how you repay her? You’re going to drive me to my grave!” Infuriated, Edward grabbed a water glass from the table and threw it at Jenny. “You old fool! Do you think you can hit me? Go ahead and die already! The sooner you’re gone, the sooner I can get my inheritance! I wouldn’t have to live like this if you were dead.” With that, she slapped Edward twice, hard. I stared in disbelief at what was happening. Was Jenny completely out of her mind? “Y-You…” I watched as Edward struggled to breathe, gasping until he was barely drawing in air at all. Suddenly, I realized something was terribly wrong.

Death says I pout rolling my eyes, "I don't want to go to hell," "Of course you do," he says wrapping his arms around my shoulders before waving to Mika and snapping us back to the Ocean. "Aw look at them," Hera gushes I elbow Death while he's off guard and he immediately lets go of me leaning against the wall, "That was unnecessary," "You do not need to hug me," I reply, although I slightly miss the warmth he provided me "Yeah, okay, let's pretend like you didn't like it," He replies with the rise of an eyebrow

I'm so fucked. *****************************************

“I’m so sorry I hurt you again. I’m a fuck up and I know that. I don’t know why you stay here with me. I’m a piece of shit and you are a fucking angel and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” It took me a moment to find my words as shock rendered me silent. “Scott, it’s okay. You’re not a horrible person.” “Yes I am!” he cried out brokenly. “I’m exactly like fucking Paul. I’m a piece of shit like him that deserves to fucking die, baby. You probably would have been better off with that dick than me.”

It just had to work! Anger welled up hot in him and clouded his mind. He stabbed, tore and tore the darkness. For a split second he thought he saw something in the darkness, but immediately the whatever disappeared again and again in the fog. That brought the barrel to overflowing. The hatred of many years poured out of him to unite in a tremendous scream that broke out of him like a geyser.