Vaggie Angry Novels & Stories

I stormed off angrily. Bitch!

But, fuck it. "If you wouldn't have invited them to our wedding. They wouldn't have got to know about the deal, and the deal would have been ours," I shouted. "Are you nuts, Avinash Rane? Or have you lost your remaining brain?" She stormed at me. "The fuck?" I was getting angrier at her guts.

Karina exclaimed, muttering in frustration about Viggo. Karina even clenched her fists in anger just thinking about Viggo in her mind. Karina didn't expect Viggo to engage in conversation with her, but if she felt ignored and insignificant, Karina would get annoyed. She wished she could devour Viggo right then and there if it wouldn't make her even more upset.

arguing back, she continued " you received the mail in the morning and you are telling me now at six in the evening?"  She was frustrated and the same emotion was messing all.  "Why are you angry?" Seeing his plan coming out successfully, Vihaan wanted to probe all of her.  "I am not angry" speaking at a volume higher than usual, she stopped when she realised it and closed her eyes in anger.  "Fuck! What are you doing? Why are you so angry when you know every business person has to meet people outside." sorting out her in her mind, she took a long breath and walk about after speaking calmly " I am not angry."

Something inside Vivienne snapped. “You bastard,” she spat, her voice trembling with anger. Daniel’s head jerked back, shock flashing in his eyes. “What did you say?” “I said fuck you!” Vivienne shouted, her voice rising above the hum of the restaurant. “Who the hell do you think you are?” She stood up abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. Her anger poured out in waves. “You called me here, wasted my time, forced this stupid fake dating on me, and now you’re insulting me?!”

I smirked when I saw the articles about Angelo's Woman. It looked like it had spread all over the internet. I love this drama, I should have spread this before, so that everyone will know how trash this woman are. And how trashy Angelo is. They deserve the hell and I'm giving the hell now. I'll make sure to make them crawl to me, that's what I promise to them. To make them crawl over me. "Victoria is a husband-stealer."

I froze at the door, my hand still hovering on the knob when her voice rang out again—this time sharper, not the sweet slurry tone of a drunken wife. Lady Vagmos was no longer smiling. She had stepped down from the stairs with an anger that painted her round face red, her cheeks trembling, her eyes burning holes straight through her mate. She sniffed once. Then again. And again. My stomach tightened. Her nostrils flared wide as her head jerked toward her husband. In that single instant, my wolf bristled within me—something had shifted. “You—!” she barked, voice thunderous, and before anyone could blink, her massive hand came swinging at the Elder’s face.

Viktor I. AM. FUCKING. ANGRY. I've never been this angry in my life. And I don't even understand what happened. How did a simple trip to the park turn into a nightmare? We were attacked from nowhere, and The Rebels put my daughter's life in danger. I didn't know how they knew we were going to the pack. I'm very discreet, and them attacking out of nowhere was a fucking surprise.

I don't know what's going on inside me anymore. "I hate her," I let out, starting to breathe heavily. My face starts to burn like it did the other day and I want to scream. I get so agitated that it takes very little to make me lose my mind. I don't even know exactly what it is that causes a clipped grunt to leave my lips and I kick Angie's suitcase. I kick it twice and whatever was on top goes flying. That damn dress she was wearing. The dress that rode up so high she was almost showing Dario her panties.

Mike said it in a firm tone, as if he were dealing with an enemy. "Are you okay? What are you thinking about that is provoking your anger like this?" Jasmine touched Mike's face gently. Mike let go of Jasmine's hand roughly. "You don't touch me with your dirty hands."