Vaggie Angry Novels & Stories

“How about the anger?” “It comes on really strong but you can typically defuse it once it happens. The key is to not get blindsided by it.” Vivian rubbed her shoulder as she spoke. “I had a she-wolf get upset with me because I was talking to my cousin. Bitch didn’t know it was my cousin and attacked me from the side. My shoulder hurt for a day and a half after that. I was slammed to the ground.”

"Until they find someone who matches their hunger, their drive for power, for wealth, for fame. Why do you think women run away from their handsome husbands to the homes of ugly old Alphas. Your dad found someone better and your mum had to go." "My mum died in an - " "An accident," Angie cut in with a chuckle. "I've heard that a million times. It was just a freak accident. You believe that piece of crap?" As she ranted on and on, I suddenly realized that I couldn't take their taunts anymore. I had to shut the bitches up. In a thrice, I tore the apron from my body and charged at Angie. She must have been shocked because she stood watching, her mouth wide open and I would have clawed right thr

Her nose flared from rage feeling warm liquid smearing on her lips "How dare you…" "Don't shut!"Vivie cut her off angrily and grabbed her by the ponytail so violently, that the silence between them lasted as a long instant, hazy in her memory, as anger welled up in her chest, Vivie only thought of causing Martha the same pain she was causing others. And when she pulled her off the floor so mercilessly by her hair. Martha cried out painfully as people rushed in shouting for her to let Martha go.

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.

She then recalled her conversation with Rosa before she locked herself in her room. “I’m pregnant with him, Angie… What do I do? Why? Why do the heavens have to be this cruel? Why? This is unfair! I love Viktor… and I thought of telling him after the mission… I thought of talking to Silence about the life we both dreamed of, but… but now he is gone!” Angie began crying in her spot. Everything was so wrong. A mobster came to the quiet corner where she was. “You're being called. Rosa wants to see you,” the mobster announced.

Florence retorted. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this, Cassandra. Look at how I am dressed," Angie said, tugging on the tight dress, adjusting it down to cover her thighs. "Too much skin for Saint Angela?" Vivian, the fourth in their group remarked, chuckling. "It's- I'm just uncomfortable being this exposed," Angie responded. "As if what happens in those parishes of yours isn't worse and more contemptible than what happens at a club," Florence jeered.

Angry Husband Minah knocked on the door as harshly as she could when they reached the motel room. She stood there, waiting for about a minute with a barely concealed impatience. Vincent swung the door open; his polo shirt was unbuttoned all the way through. If her presence caught him off guard, she was not so sure. Her eyes went directly to his room, searching for the teenager he brought in. “What brought you here?” Vincent asked. Minah clenched her fist inside her pocket. Her fists were itching so much to punch this worthless bastard’s face. “You might want to consider swapping… items…” She grimaced at the last word she uttered.

At the same time, in a luxurious room in a lavish villa, the man was extremely angry and knocked over the crystal vase on the desk. Multicolored fragments and rose branches mixed together, scattered in the middle of the flowing puddle that spread to the feet of the person opposite him. - An incompetent person who can't complete even a small task. - Sir, she did not foresee that the girl would give cake to stray cats. - Doesn't she know to give an extra cake when Lucasta buys it? Make her disappear. The man said as he extinguished the half-burning cigarette in his hand. The room was too dark for Henry to see the expression on his boss's face, but he knew clearly that his boss was very angry a

Lola was shocked by what happened with the client later. An angry and frustrated Lola had become deeply sad as she was now sitting by the bus stop, waiting for the next public transport to show up. She couldn’t get what happened out of her mind. She had slapped the very client she was supposed to coerce into signing that contract deal. She regretted her action, berating herself as she told herself that she could have done better. She wished she had been more patient with the client.

Then, in anger, I grabbed her wrist. “You need to come with me now.” Veda gasped in shock before yanking her hand away from me roughly. “Have you lost your mind?” she blurted. “Do not touch me like that again.” My chest rose heavily. “You need to hear what I have to say.” “And I said not now!” she fired back. “Why are you suddenly acting insane?” I could barely breathe from the anger boiling inside me. Because standing there looking at her pretending to be some happy wife while I knew exactly what she had done earlier made me sick.