Vaggie Angry Novels & Stories

My anger blew up and can’t stand to look at that view anymore. I was mad 3 times than before, I quickly walked to her and pulled her away from that guy. I punched him to let out my anger. She was mad too but I carried her out. She really tested my anger today, never in my life I was mad like this. Today was pretty historical. Hailey Anderson, was the first woman who got me mad like a crazy guy. She makes me to mad until I can't control myself and my anger. Now she's beside me, looking out the window. I'm still trying to calm my anger. I drove to her apartment.. don't ask me how I know it.. I know.

The anger in her chest surged, and without thinking, she grabbed her glass and threw it at Emma, the water splashing across her face. Without sparing another glance, Vivian stormed out of the café, her body trembling with a cocktail of rage, heartbreak, and disbelief. She kept her eyes straight ahead, refusing to let the tears that burned behind her eyes fall. She wouldn't let Emma see her weak. Not now. Not ever.

“Wow! I approach you nicely and you act all high and mighty. I bet the only reason you're here is because you’re looking for someone to bang. I guess I’ll just settle for that graveyard-smelling pu—” Vangie froze. Her face turned red—not from embarrassment, but from pure rage. She glared at him, took another swig of her drink, and stood up. Just then, the server returned with two shots on a round tray. “Graveyard-smelling, huh?” she said coldly. “Yeah! Bet your husband left you for someone younger, didn’t he? That’s why you’re here?”

Katrina, furious, spat out, "Because you're a free ride, right? No one's going to pass up on that, being with you is no different than being with any other woman out there, sooner or later, that man will kick you out." Serena looked directly at Katrina's now unmasked face and smiled. "Even if I get dumped, that's my business. I'm just that kind of person, I guess. I like the feeling of being abandoned, if you don't like it, step aside..." "Serena, don't get too cocky." Katrina was so angry she nearly ground herteeth to dust. She was both furious and helpless against her. It was like punching a pillow, Serena always remained unaffected, driving Katrina crazy.

"Okay! I'll pick them up right away." Angie was a coward who feared the strong and bullied the weak. She was arrogant online, engaging in cyberbullying with no hesitation. However, when it came to real-life confrontations with someone stronger, she was terrified and dared not resist. "Did I tell you to pick it up with your hands? Get down on the floor and use your mouth to pick it up!" Maeve glared at her with a menacing look. The other female inmates stepped forward and gave Angie warning glares.

Venita said, she paused and listened to whatever the person on the other side was saying. “Fuck Paris, Fuck Doblin, Fuck Switzerland, I am not going to work anywhere like that anymore. I don’t care if I am not able to make a comeback, I would be okay with anything as long as I don’t get to work with you anymore!” She screamed, her face twisted in anger, a scowl resting comfortably on her lips, she listened to whatever the person she was talking to was saying with narrowed eyes.

Anger, hot and searing, pulsed through me. "The hell are you doing here, Vira?"

It was only a matter of time before it exploded. She turned to me, her expression not quite angry. It held a careful intensity, like she was bracing for something. “Maddy,” she began, but I quickly cut her off. “I know,” I said quietly. “I know, I know—I messed up, Vanny.” “The same Alpha,” she said slowly, “that you told me you don’t work for.” I buried my face in both hands, embarrassment flooding over me. “I’m not angry,” she said. Then she paused. “Okay, I’m a little angry. But mostly, I just need you to talk to me. I looked so stupid inside that mall.”

Ayaaz couldn't suppress a smile at her display of anger, gently taking her hands, interlocking their fingers, and provocatively asking, "After we what?" Her face, already flushed with fury, deepened in color at the mention of their kiss. "You know perfectly well what I mean," she snapped, twisting her wrists to pull away. "You mean our kiss?" he asked with feigned innocence, earning another fierce glare. "Zini, I was angry with myself for losing control. Men are creatures of instinct; you shouldn't ignite their desire, and then the neighbor appeared. The way he was asking about you infuriated me. I told you, I don’t want anyone to think poorly of you."

“Do you think I’m some stupid slut, you can just fuck and get away with? I’ll make you pay!” Angela yelled, her face was red from anger, she wouldn’t actually do anything, she just wanted to vent her frustration. Trenton stood tall and looked at her. “When you’re done, do what I asked you to do, it wasn’t free of charge, I’m paying you for it!” He said. “Oh, really? And did I tell you I wanted to do it with you, mark my words, men like you don’t last on this earth!” She yelled more. “Get out!” He yelled back at her. She ran out in tears and went to a toilet to change, she vowed never to work in this company.