Vaggie Angry Novels & Stories

Her jaw set, a hard look crossed her face, as if daring me to make another attempt. "Answer the damn question," I shouted, striking my hand down on the table with an explosion that splintered the air. It was like a slap, a sharp stinger that demanded attention. Visha's anger flashed in her eyes, but she offered no concession. "No, I'm not going to answer," again she said, fast and unyielding.

“B-Beth...” Then a rattling voice comes crawling into my ear, accompanied by a weak tug that pulls me to see Angie looking aghast and desperate to breathe. This is odd. I grab her hands and ask worriedly, “Angie, what’s wrong? I don’t think they’re the ones after her”. “N-no...h-he’s even much worse...he’s Vyin, the ferocious Mafia king” She rattles in a near-deathly voice and I blink.

“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.

An anger I couldn't rationally explain. Do not speak, Angel. If you say anything, you will sound exactly like a jealous girlfriend. And you are not his girlfriend. Without saying another word, I spun on my heel and practically sprinted toward the stairs. I wasn't entirely sure why I was so furious. Was it because Danzel had slept with another woman while I spent the entire day terrified for his emotional well-being? Or was it simply because Vicky was a thoroughly repulsive human being? I was so consumed by my angry thoughts that I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking. I took the stairs too fast, tripped hard over the marble edge of a step, and squeezed my eyes shut, fully preparing

The girl cries. Anger burns in my chest when Vanya hits her again. That’s it! I’m done. Vanya drags the girl into the warehouse, and a growl rises in my chest. I’m so fucking done. That bitch dies tonight!

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

An average person would have definitely been affected mentally and wouldn’t be able to shake off the negative emotion for three days. She didn’t expect that young masked woman to be unfazed. What more, she’s more focused on the Italian cruise. Moreover, Ange didn’t even know who Mr. Vaydeen was. ‘Oh well, I guess I really don’t understand the world of gold diggers! ‘For her to be so ignorant, I suppose that’s a skill too!’ Ange left without turning back once. She thought, ‘Why should I get mad at some nobodies? That man is just trying to fawn his girlfriend, it should be normal… What was I even thinking?’

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

The same wolfman twisted my arms behind me, and I grunted, “Oh hell no.” Lifting me to his face, he asked me about what I had said, and I hissed. Then I asked, curiously, why he was being so rough, which gave him pause. “Considering that you are a Vaewolf, female, I highly doubt that this even fazes you,” he asserted as I continued to stare into his dark, unmoving eyes. Refusing to blink, I raised my black brow and the corner of my mouth at him for not faltering as well.