Twelve Angry Men Book Novels & Stories

Did someone from her side betray her again? As she continued to read, Sherly's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest as she absorbed the gravity of the accusations leveled against her. She felt like she wanted to vomit, like her heart was going to go out of her throat. The document painted her as a figure of fear and intimidation, a person capable of unspeakable acts of violence and retribution.

The Cross* James’ lawyer: “Ms. Okonkwo, do you have proof he will harm anyone?” Elma: “He already did.” Lawyer: “That was 20 years ago.” Elma: “And 5 years ago he tried again. From prison.” Judge: “Sustained.” *8. 10:00am. James Speaks* Judge: “Inmate 4417, final statement.” James looked at the camera. “I was wrong. I was angry. I’m not that man anymore.” “I’ve read. I’ve prayed. I want to work. To pay back.”

Chapter 9: Kitten “Nobody's angry all the time unless you're a psycho.-J.Denovich” AMAIA’S POV “Or do you want me to teach you an aiming lesson on how to throw a dagger straight to your target?” There I know my freaking anger issues hit him. “How dare you!” My voice echoed making all the people stop from walking, and when they saw the man’s scrutinizing eyes, they quickly sprint out shaking. Only me, his men-in-black bodyguards, and the jerk-head disrespectful guy who add fuel to my anger.

At some point of life,a person feels abandoned by the people they expect will be giving them some importance. And I am just pulling out this topic in my head because it's a line written in this book that's being crushed under the pressure of my nails. It is NOT at all relevant! Yet anger pulses through my veins like the stitches of a fabric. And my eyes dig imaginary holes into the poor page of the book that became my target the moment I entered the library. Poor one was sitting in peace under the warmth of the shelf.

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

AMBER. Not complying would also be a very big problem so I decided to get my acts right and do what I had to do before he got angry again. I hesitated for a moment before complying, revealing the book I had clung to like a lifeline. And the moment he saw the book, he stared at it for a moment before he unlocked the cell door and walked inside.

Anton threw a thick book on his desk in Aimie’s direction. “Hey, you’re a cop, but here you are acting violently towards your sister. I’ll report you to your boss.” Angelo rubbed his head since the thick book landed directly on his head. He could feel a lump had formed on his forehead because of the book’s thickness that landed directly on his head. “Report it,” Anton urged. “You can’t do anything because I’m the boss here.” “F*ck-“ but Aimie didn’t finish what she was going to say because Anton cut in.

The whole book went bad and I couldn’t save it. The book got me angry because I couldn’t read a thing from that book. Even the title went bad and was not readable. I felt really angry. I went crazy. There was an energy in me that was awoken. I tried to fight back, but the bullies hurt me even more. They battered my face and the harder I try, the more beaten I receive. The pain and kicks were getting more worse. I knew I shouldn’t fight back. See? But my book. How could they hurt my books!

I let out a soft laugh and thanked him. Just then, the butler knocked on the door. "Mr. Darrel, a group of men are at the gate." "They say they're here to take Miss Abby home." "Tell them I'm not going back." I looked at the butler, my voice calm. Darrel frowned. "How many?" "About a dozen, all in black suits," the butler replied. "The one in charge said his name is Marco." I sighed. All of them were Soren's top men.