Wigglytuff Angry Novels & Stories

This shot punches through one of Pink Bunny’s plastic eyes, shattering it, and the furry flops backward, gun clattering to the pavement. Angry Fox spins and yanks the trigger of his rifle, so violently that the barrel jerks up and the first burst clatters over the Mountain’s head. Big Jim pivots on his heel and fires three times at Angry Fox, but the shots sing wide, cracking the rear window of a mini-car.

"I'm not surprised at all. You should be angry with me, after I took away your mate,any lady will be as angry as f*ck. But I also have a huge score to settle with you, I'm not your fan either... " Tammy said as she walked around Melanie with a long face. "I'm really pissed,,... It will take me a long time to calm down, I hate you and your guts a lot so I'm taking out my anger on you.. That doesn't mean I'm taking it out on you cause you didn't do anything, I hate you more than I hate myself..." Tammy muttered and landed a heavy whip on Melanie's back. The girl shrieked and screamed in pains.

“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.

“Guys, this is Holland. Be gentle. She’s new.” Angie leans in for a hug that somehow smells like vanilla extract and clean laundry. “I’m Angie,” she says, eyes bright. “Thank you for saving my husband from eating gas-station burritos on his night off.” “As if I’d allow it,” Todd mutters, stage-whispering for my benefit, and the smallest boy cackles like he’s heard this fight a hundred times and still votes for mom.

Despite its name, Wags and Whiskers took in all sorts of animals, not just cats and dogs, and it had a small but robust bird section. Booth wasn’t scared of birds per se, but he disliked them; he said they reminded him of giant flying rats. “Hmm.” Bridget seemed disappointed by my uninteresting response. “And the movies really didn’t make him sad? At all?” “Nope.” I rolled up the newspaper from my cage and dumped it in the garbage can. “Well, I fell asleep before the end of Marley & Me, but I doubt he cried or anything like that. He looked bored the entire time.”

In a blink of an eye, she drew out a bunch of really small, dark rod like objects, holding on to a fistful. "You don't dare answer my questions?" I had gained my balance from her push just before. I arch towards her, a bit more cautious and prepared than my last attack. This time she didn't even spare me a glance. She raised her unoccupied hands up to shoulder level and simply waved, sending a huge gust of wind towards my direction. That sent me flying to the extreme of the opposite wall, leaving a huge dent, literally breaking all the objects at that end of the room. She immediately turned to exit the room, leaving me with just one word, "Pathetic." She said and walked out the room gently c

His facial features tightened, letting me know he did not like hearing how his business was being spread across the airways, but then he shrugged and went back to looking at whatever was on his laptop as he vaguely murmured, “Well, there you go. I was suspended because of anger management issues.” I sat on the bed by his hip and slapped his laptop shut to gain his full attention. Someone with anger management issues would’ve snapped over that. They would’ve attacked me, or in the very least, gone off into a yelling tangent. But Wick merely huffed out a weary sound and rolled his eyes toward the ceiling as he sat back in defeat.

At least Hunter won't see how red my face right now. Twyla let out a happy growl, and started stomping and running around some trees, followed by Fury as he replied with a growl at her back. They seemed happy as they continued to hide in trees and licked the other's faces. Of course, his wolf liked Twyla's tail so much that he couldn't go without pulling her tail, which somehow annoyed her.

I imagined Swiftclaw being mean to Scarlett, and I tried hard to control my anger. "Why not come to my place?" Swiftclaw teased, sounding mean and amused. "You should join the fun. I mean, I'm just spending time with your special wife." I held my fists even tighter, my nails digging into my palms as I tried not to charge at him. I felt really angry and my whole body was shaking from holding myself back.

It was quick. As her discomfort morphs into anger, her familiar ticks of jaw clenching and eye twitching appear swiftly. Ruzette wasn’t noticing Tawny’s signs of anger as she continued to ramble. She grumbled on about the sticky floor and lack of steam vegetables, a sneer permanently glued to her lips. “Your cluelessness is infuriating.” Tawny seethed through clenched teeth. “If you took a second to think-” “I am thinking!”