Will Solace Angst Novels & Stories

He gestured toward Angela, and the sharpness of her glare made Zamini pause in quiet curiosity. Angela knew very well what the remedy for this heat was. Nora had told her that mates needed to mated again to calm the storm that raged through the body. But her husband… that man was impossible. Infuriating. Unpredictable. He never missed a chance to provoke her, to push her temper until it sparked. And now He expected her to simply surrender to him? No. Absolutely not. A medicinal cure sounded far more tolerable than satisfying his ego. “Exactly,” she said coolly. “A bitter tablet would be far better than a bitter man.”

Because despite her anger, I tasted the bitter taste of betrayal on my tongue and I knew that at that moment her anger came from something else than the way I reacted. A deep growl interrupted the silent bar, a warning from my men that if she continues what she’s doing they will not stand down. I watch my beautiful angel steal a glance from me, checking if the sound she heard came from me. I saw the colors coming back to her face as she realizes that I never made the sound. ‘Let’s just throw them out,’ Sol said through the mind link. ‘She’s still a girl,’ Marko replied. ‘What do I care?’ Sol said nonchalantly, ‘She doesn’t even respect our Alpha.’

"You wanted to possess the anomaly. So, claim it." Arga growled, the sound barely human. He grabbed Anji’s shoulders, his fingers digging deep into the fabric and skin, pulling him into a searing kiss. It was an act of surrender masked as dominance. They moved in a tangled rhythm of chaos, a mess of leather, silk, and heat. The office had become an arena. Arga’s professional veneer shattered completely; he wasn't thinking about board members, stock portfolios, or security logs. He was lost in the sensory vacuum of the drug, anchored only by the burning sensation radiating from Anji.

Angelo gave a helpless- smile since, honestly, he doesn't want to work, much more it was the kind of work he; is unfamiliar with, "She's scorching mad at you right now, and I swear I could even see imaginary smoke coming out of her ears and nose." The woman, whom Angelo identified as Grace, enthusiastically described the mood of the principal, making Angelo spiritless while thinking in his mind that- he wanted to go home.

" I'm not punishing you . I'm angry . You of all people should know that I'm either not chatty or warm towards anyone when I'm angry . See I'm stuck in between a rock and A hard place where you are concerned . I love you and you know that very well. I made a promise to God and everyone that we love to be there for you, through sickness; health , for better or worse . I've been challenged on all fronts and I don't know what to do now. I don't know how to react. I don't know what's right. I don't know what's wrong and it's frustrating because I can trigger you and you can go back into your shell and not talk to me. " Angelo lifted up his head and looked at me . I was quiet because I was listen

The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was a clear, deep blue. Doris had never seen a place so beautiful, peaceful and perfect. “Are you still there?” Angela asked. “Of course, I am enchanted”. She replied. Angela reset the video to the front cam. “We will be here for the weekend”. “That's nice”. Doris replied then quickly added. “So, what's up with you?” She had noticed Angela wasn't as excited as expected and she had some dull look in her eyes. “WellI...I had a little fight with Antonio, and he went cold towards me,it's driving me insane you know and…”

Valentine Anderson, witnessing how Andrea's strategy had effectively derailed the trending topic about him, felt a surge of anger, evidenced by the throbbing vein on his forehead. In the midst of his fury, Margaret Willow leaned in flirtatiously and whispered soothingly, "Darling, there's no need for you to be upset about individuals who, by the end of the day, will be in a state of despair and madness, frantically searching for their dead son."

ALESSIA POV ~~~~~~~~~ Fueling and boiling of irritation and disgust all mixed up with sadness and anger ,I sat in the buzzing and oozing corner of the club waiting for Bianca to show up,just after I thought the anger in me can destroy a whole building A buffalo decided to step on my toes

she began and leaned forward to continue "Look, It is good you resumed work, it will reduce the thinking. Again, I think Mr Green's daughter's proposal sounds good. It will be a good distraction to help you heal," she tried to comfort him. Ethan lifted his head slowly to look at his mother. In his eyes, you could read the pain of betrayal. Hearing his mother speak of Olivia, he remembered the day and the reason he decided to let Olivia go. His pain instantly turned into anger. He retrieved his phone from his pocket without saying anything.