Vaggie Angry Novels & Stories

I smiled as I touched the door. "Uhmm. Do you like it, huh?" "Hmm ... Yes hubby!" I couldn't help but resent what I heard. I'm really still here to watch live, ah? What position? Dog style? Missionary? 69? Wheelbarrow? Not sure, I really don't know anything about those positions! "Hmm ... h-hubby! Ah! Yes!" My eyes rolled again in the air. This witch is very noisy. Is it her first time? My god! It's so annoying.

Victoria I turned back with an angry look on my face as a hand slapped on my cheeks heavily. I groaned out angrily with my fist clenched tightly with an angry look on my face. My cheeks burned with pain. I don't want to know the person who slapped me right now because if I do I might end up killing someone in the kitchen right now. Thick veins appeared at the side of my cheeks as I balled my hand into a fist. I'm really angry right now that my breath was high and heavy.

How would I cope when just a touch was affecting me? “Who do we have here? The gangster's wife.” I rolled my eyes as I heard Hilda‘s voice. I turned around and faced her. “And who do we have here? The betrayal of a wife.” Anger quickly took over her face. “Mind your tongue. I won’t hesitate to disgrace you here. You can see the people gathered around.” I kept my cool but deep down I was pissed. Pissed at her. She continued. “And what is this you are wearing? Is this a dress or a rag?” She accessed me from head down. I gripped the glass I was holding. Hold your anger in. A voice in my head rang.

I say. “You sure you can hold out for that long?” He chuckles. Angus and Owen are my opposites. At 17 and 18, respectively, they have both lost their virginity and have reputations for being players amongst the pack’s she-wolves. They were going to be in trouble once they met their mates though because they have their fair share of stage-5 clingers that won’t give up without a fight. And I mean a full-blown, knock down, drag out, fight.

She was more than irritated by Violet’s presence. “She has come, finally we can eat.” Connor let out and the whole table laughed except for Ella, Kimora and Clara. These three had their own personal issues bugging them so greatly. Ella detested Violet and the fact that her younger brother had gotten married to the woman she disliked made her the more angry.

“If Angie sees the changes in Southeast Asia, she probably won’t let it be, right?” Yvette said, “Of course not! Everything was fine when Angie came to Mediania but changed when she went back. Who do you think she hates the most?” Nicole did not even need to think about it. A name that she was repulsed by surfaced in her mind. Eric Ferguson.

Vivi said as she folded her hands in front of her chest to show the woman that she could be arrogant too. "I came here to hold Mr. Harts's accountable for getting me pregnant and–“ "Wow!" Vivi interrupted the woman with a snort. She looked at the woman with a mocking grin, saying, "We both know what you came here for, Miss. So just tell me honestly how much money you want." Vivi's words, which seemed to insult her, certainly made the woman angry. She said, "This is not about money! I came here to hold Mr. Hart accountable for making me pregnant with his child–"

Ligaya said impassively. V stood up and looked at her, his eyes were blazing with anger and perhaps, worry. "You don't have to be angry. It happens most of the time." She was referring to the guy who failed to give information to them, overlooking the fact that it was not the only reason for V's anger. "Who told you to join the fight?!" He finally bellowed. "You." And she replied, still as calm as ever, and V couldn't believe her indifference right now.

"Okay let's make a deal, tell your mom about it and make sure to omit the part where my involvement comes in, or if you want to involve me tell her I strongly rejected it, whatever she says that's where your future lies" "Dad! That's no deal" Abdul-Dayyan raised an eyebrow, "really?" "Like hell if that's considered one" "Language missy" "Yeah, yeah whatever I'm going upstairs" She stood up and angrily went upstairs, the sound of her slammed door reverberated. •••• ••••• •••• Munawarrah applied lip gloss on her lips before she began combing through her hair with her hands. Samad Hussein, the vice president was sitting on the bed watching her, he was a hand some man in his late 40's

I screamed out when I saw an angry bird, ohh, Sofia I breathed out “Welcome back Sofia muttered trying to take my bag but I shifted back” “Why are you here” I muttered “You don't want me here again” she questioned back with a glare “ I mean why are you standing with an angry look” I mumbled “Did you actually have to call me WIFEY in front of my boss” she ranted “Chuckled, are you not my Wife” I mused “Jeez, why are you so annoying” Sofia mumbled “ Annoying, you mean calling you Wifey makes me annoying, I will actually love to get you annoyed everytime then, Wifey” I muttered