Too Angry To Die Novels & Stories

I shouted at the top of my lungs. He grab my jaw tightly and said fuming in anger. If he put a little bit more pressure then my jawbone will be broken anytime soon. "Hey!! Watch your tongue before you speak. Or else I'll cut off your fucking tongue." I was also fuming in anger as so he. But my anger is much more extreme than his. Cause they are my parent's murderers. That bastard Agney Singh is lucky enough that he died before I could meet him. He's in heaven. My foot. Even he will not get a place in hell.

"Now, remember those words... because they will be the last you will ever say to her." "Fuck You!"I shouted."When I find you... and believe me, I will fucking find you, you're dead. I have ways of getting rid of someone and I'll have no problem getting rid of you." "You're the one that's dead."The phone hung up. I threw my phone onto the pavement, lashing out in anger. "Fuck!!"I shouted, my heart was pounding and my body felt like it was vibrating in rage. I've never felt so angry and out of control in my life.

"You are upset. It's fine with me if you want to cry. I know..." "I'm not upset; I'm not going to cry. I am filled with anger and I'm pretty damn sure that I would cause the death of the people that put us in this crazy drama. I know the drill Dan. I memorized the game plan. So just drive and shut the fuck up."

"Look at her, playing the victim. Wasn't she so tough on us just a few days ago?" My consciousness faded. Even the air I breathed felt scorching. I screamed for help again and again until no sound came out. She watched coldly as I was burned alive by the heat on that balcony. The memory made hatred churn violently in my chest. I didn't bother making excuses. I refused outright. "Sorry, I'm not letting her stay at my place." I hung up immediately and collapsed onto the floor, gasping for breath. The central AC blew a steady stream of cool air, gradually chasing away the suffocating heat. I clenched my fists.

The sudden stop had been almost as terrifying as the speed. I angrily turned to the man and shouted back, "You're the one who's crazy! Crazy! How many lives do you have? I only have one! Don't involve me if you want to die! Why are you driving as if your body is made of metal and you have nine lives!" I saw him grit his teeth and say through clenched lips, "I didn't understand... every single word you just said." "I didn't understand anything you said either, and you shouted at me even though you're the one at fault," I retorted, crossing my arms defiantly.

“Let me leave this place. I don’t want to die here, and I don’t want any of you at my funeral.” He shot up, and the ointment tube slipped from his hand and hit the floor. “Are you serious?! Do you think pulling a fake-depression act like Leila will make me feel sorry for you? Your pathetic little performance disgusts me. “Let me tell you something. She’s the sister we raised. You’ll never be even a fraction of what she is!” With that, he stormed out and slammed the door behind him. I stared after him and whispered, “I know.”

Anger welled up in my chest, causing tumors to grow deep inside of me. This isn't just about me, my enemies are much more than I think. Who would have done this? I gnarled my teeths, seething inwardly. I will definitely find that person and the moon goddess would bear me witness when I draw my claws over their necks. They will surely die a painful death, one that would make them cry for mercy even in their graves. Arghhhh!!! "Hmph… hmph… " I sniffed. The atmosphere was suddenly smelling bad like a burning ti—

He looked around him but he can only see vast darkness in his surrounding, “Who are you? Where am I?” The man shakes his head, “It is not important who I am, what important is the piece of advice that I’ll be giving to you.” Shawn became confused about what is happening, “Advice? What are you talking about? I don’t understand what you’re saying.” He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.”

he breathed out. “Although her death led me into a depression that I couldn't understand, I felt like dying several times, but then again, I got angry at something, and then 24 people died. Immediately they broke, I became powerful. I became more heartless, and the dark powers started controlling me until Elena stepped in again. She told me that if I wanted to be free from the demons tormenting me, I should never kill again. So, there and then, I decided not to get angry again although I was never happy and got angry most of the time but not to the point of killing people around me." He sough.

I snarl, "Then you'll have to kill me." His eyes grow wider once he hears this. "You heard me. You'll have to kill me. The only way you can get your way is by killing me, so if you're not ready to kill me, then I suggest you get the fuck out of here," I scream. I'm panting. My body is shaking, and my eyes are red. I'm furious. I'm growing angrier with each passing minute. It's safe to say that I've never been this angry in my entire life, not even when my best friend betrayed me. Not even when Rory cheated on me. I've never been in this state before.