Too Angry To Die Novels & Stories

He's the devil I made a deal with. Now I'm paying the price—in his bed. 🔥 I thought I knew what I was getting into. A fake fiancé. Six months. Break the engagement. Survive. I didn't know he'd look at me like that. Like he wants to devour me whole. The first time he pinned me against the wall, his breath hot on my neck, I forgot every reason this was supposed to be pretend. "Say my name," he growled. I couldn't. My brain short-circuited. So he made me. Now I'm in his bed, sheets tangled around my ankles, his hands everywhere. He touches me like I'm the only thing keeping him alive. "You're mine, Paige," he whispers against my skin. "Say it." And God help me—I d

The lump in her throat unbearable as her tears fall freely and she struggles to get free herself. "I'm gonna kill you Damian. But before I do, I'm gonna squeeze the fucking life out of you Tanner! You're dead meat you fucking treacherous bitch! You'll pay for what you did to my brother! Mock my words bitch, YOU ARE DEAD!" Her heart feels ached as the anger and melancholy take over her.

he ordered and Kaden felt anger bubble inside of him. "I will kill them! I will kill them all for doing this to her! I won't spare any of them and I will make sure they all die a more painful and terrible death than the one they gave her!" he fisted his hands with his eyes turning soulless red, "We are going to find them torture and then kill them slowly. I won't rest until each and everyone one of them pays for this!"

At the fact that she did everything right and it still comes down to this narrow strip of concrete and a bad gate and the simple, brutal truth that one person is not enough against this. Her grip tightens on the knife. Her shoulders square. “If this is it,” she says, voice low, steady, furious, “this is a stupid ending.” The horde surges. Closer. Closer— Maya bares her teeth. And for the first time since the world ended, she is not calculating. She is just angry.

Over my dead fucking body. **************************************************

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV Adrenaline was still pumping through my body. Watching Valentina's dad die was something I had to do, and with his death, my anger faded away. The guy fucking infuriated me, he was really disgusting. I shouldn't waste another moment thinking about him.

The scar where they took my liver still ached faintly. My dad let out a heavy sigh. "Noah, I'm telling you one last time. My daughter is dead. Believe it or not. Now get out of my house, or I'm calling the police!"

He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction. The room fell deathly silent. Everyone waited, holding their breath for the final pronouncement. "Murder." The word hit like a thunderclap, echoing in the shocked silence. Chaos erupted once more, the noise from the reporters deafening, while online, the live stream chat exploded with comments: "Sabrina is dead!?" "No way! How is this possible?!" "Murder? What is he saying? That Arianna and Charles killed her?" "OMG, this is wild!"

Especially for all those who have died. On the seventh try, I was beyond frustrated and getting angrier with myself by the second. Go! I have to do this! I let my anger well up and shove every ounce of it right towards the barrier. The large jewel burst into hundreds of shards. I fell like a stone to the ground refusing to die this time. “No… I c-can’t…” Why is this so damn hard? What am I not doing right? Everything stopped around me.

I let out all my bottled up anger. "And kill you?" I continued. "No, I'm not going to kill you. I'll torture you all, till you beg for your death. I will tear every piece of your skin bit by bit, making sure you don't die quickly. You will beg for death and you won't find it!" I gritted my teeth and squeezed the trigger even harder.