Wigglytuff Angry Novels & Stories

“It turns out that Mommy is the one who’s truly capable of convincing you to go back.” Whitty and Baby Robbie returned to Tourmaline Estate. Baby Robbie brought Whitty to the kitchen to prove to her that he was not lying. Whitty looked at Angeline, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, in a daze. Her favorite seafood was on the kitchen counter. Angeline looked over amidst the smoke in the kitchen. She did not even bother to wash her hands before opening her arms wide when she caught sight of Whitty. She choked as she said, “Whitty, come over and let me give you a hug.”

“What are you waiting for? You’re going to get soaked.” Wondering again if one of the both of them was losing a few nuts he joined her. Matthew Wolffe. Nicknamed the Wolf. Self-made and successful. And he was running in the streets alongside a laughing nurse who caught his attention singing soulfully at a club. She was laughing as she shielded her head from the rain, dodging passersby. Before long they were in front of her apartment. She led him through the doors and up the steps to her apartment. They were both dripping wet by the time they got into the warmth of her home. She left his side and turned on the lights. A puppy with light brown fur danced around her legs.

Making her moan for real this time. We stand there, facing off for several tense seconds. My heart's racing. My palms are sweating. I haven't felt this alive, this angry, this frustrated in a very long time, if ever. For years, I've been drifting, throwing myself into work, ignoring everything else around me. Now there's Rita, lighting up the fucking world. Burning it all down too.

Anger management at its finest. I let out a growl with Flare adding to the sound. As we let the anger for the threat of our mate and pack consume us, I could feel the flames in my eyes and then my body combusts. I charge the doll swiping at any piece of it I can. It is unnaturally fast and agile for being bundled sticks. I continue to tap and touch whatever parts I can. I don’t think it has realized my strategy yet, it just continues to charge at me. I let it get a few hits in, just to allow it to get closer.

My 5 foot wolf frame towers against their scrawny ones trying to size them up and using my height to intimidate them. As my body vibrates with anger I faced the two filthy Rogues. I released a ferocious growl trying to warn them off. But all they did was thump on the ground with their front paw and released a challenging growl. Their yellow eyes glinted with mischief as they gave me a lopsided smirk. Both their fangs glinted dangerously on the light. I felt my daughter lightly tug on my fur as her sobs died down and turned into soft whimper. I felt her snuggle in my fur.

His face ashen a bit after hear my furious demand he is about to respond when Tiffany walks up to him and start slapping him aggressively. “You selfish” slap “conceited” slap “asshole” she continues slapping him while crying. “She was good to you, she loved you, and you ripped her apart, If I could, I would gut you! Let you know how it feels!” she snarls, and I see her eyes shift. Tiffany is a shifter of some kind, interesting. I stop my musing as I see she is still hitting him then; he grabs her by her throat and pins her against the wall. She yelps in surprise

“Louis, calm down, the hell with them! And in her green eyes splash fear and resentment. He is ready to quarter these goats with his bare hands for that look of hers! Camera flashes from all sides. Film the fucking vultures, new food for a new scandal! - Get in the car, quick! They are pushed into the car. Lou puts his arm around Kitty's shoulders. Adrenaline shakes the body with a small shiver. He tries to calm down, even out his breathing, but his beloved cuddles so frightened, looking for protection, and anger covers him again, throwing a new portion of hormones into the blood. Are you scared, honey? He strokes her face and hair. I just didn't expect... An angry Jeff is pushed into the ca

I giggle as I twirl. "The lead warriors whipped and flogged each other until they screamed. The lead warriors whipped and flogged each other until they screamed. Did Wyatt or Jessi cream first? The lead warriors whipped and flogged each other until they screamed. The lead warriors whipped and flogged each other until they screamed. Did Wyatt or Jessi cream first?"

Was he trying to tease me? I smirked. “You’re making a mess, Jade. " I wiped a drip from his chin. He grinned mischievously. “I can lick something better,” he said, voice low, his eyes flicking to my crotch. My cock twitched as heat rushed in. I groaned and grabbed his wrist. “Fuck, don’t say that here,” I muttered, but he laughed, stepping closer, licking the cone again, slower, this time, with his eyes locked on mine.

He started feeling angry and along with that, he could feel someone else's anger as well. “Wyattttt.”, He roared in anger, for taking his sister. *** “I want to go near, Mom! Please take me to her, Wyatt.”, Little Allison sobbed but Wyatt didn’t give a damn about her tears as for now. “Why did we leave without informing Zayden?”, She asked innocently but again didn’t get any answer. Before she would have asked her another question a big black wolf jumped in front of Wyatt making him halt in his way.