You Wouldn't Like Me When I'm Angry Novels & Stories

well, there would be riots, I'm sure of it. “I got so angry at the ball. The spirits fed off my anger and misread my intentions," he explains, stepping forward as if his proximity could convince me. “Your intentions were to hurt him. I know that.” I'm scared of that, that he is capable of hurting people without so much as a flare of angry emotions. His brows furrow. “Does it not make you angry, hearing them talk like that?” “It doesn’t matter. I wouldn’t ever get that angry," I insist.

I mumbled. "I don't get it why you and him always fight like this?" Raymond asked. "Nature I guess." I said and he turned to me, giving me his cute smile. "Why?" I asked. "Nothing, I just find you're cute when you're angry." Oh my gosh, God help me! "I look ugly when I'm angry, I felt like a hell boy when I got angry." I said and he chuckled. "Done.. you're cute, Val" He said and patted my head.

Because now I was really angry. And when I get angry… people disappear.

If I were to rush and say something stupid, i would be putting myself in serious trouble. "You see." Fransisca started off by snapping her fingers in my face. I gritted my teeth in anger and I was holding myself back from unleashing all my anger on her. I swear if I did that, then Fransisca would hate me for the rest of her life. I was the type of person who was slow to get angry, it would take a long while for you to actually get me angry but if you eventually succeeded in managing to piss me off, then I would be sure to make you regret it. That was the type of person I was and Fransisca had done well in angering me, all that was left was for me to release it all on her. I swear it would no

" stop pushing me to my limits Gigi! You never ....ever would want to see my temper so stop playing with freaking fire before you get burned!" Although i should be snapping back telling him that it's the other way around because when i am angry i bring disasters and weather changes but here his warning made me feel like i peed my pants!

“…I don’t know, I keep assuming and overthinking things… I really don’t like that… What should I do…? If you don’t like my current self, then please know that I hate it as much as you do…” Raising a slight brow, Zivon replied, “And when have I ever said that I don’t like you? Sure, it’s a bit hard to deal with your temper, but I still find you adorable. At the end of the day, your anger is a sign that you care for me…”

I ran around in a blur of speed and got in before she could unlock it. "You’re crazy!" she snapped. "You're the definition of mentally insane. You can’t do that!" "I just did."I flashed her a charming smile of mine. "You’re insane, seriously , you're out of your fucking mind." She seethed, her angry gaze burning into mine but you know what, I found it cute. Damn! She looks so cute when angry. Maybe I should tell her but I thought otherwise. She was angry and told her that could make her bite my head off. Maybe some other time when there is no anger.

It pissed me off so bad. “Can you just get the hell away from me?” I snapped, my voice sharp and loud. I glared at them, fists clenched. “I need some damn privacy, please!” I was very angry and my mood was shitty. They were the perfect target for me to pour out all the frustration I was from waiting, from Leon's cold words and I poured it out right at them.

It's like he's searching for something he wants to see. I forcefully exhaled air, feeling like I was losing control of my anger. "You're impossible, and please don't look at me like that." "Like what?" "Like—Like you're going to devour me."

These are their equally honest, equally valid emotions. The trouble comes in the fact that his anger frightens her. When he’s just entirely pissed about something, his voice becomes sharp, the words bitten off and spat out. He steps heavily; he might slam a door, cuss at an inanimate object; his entire body stiffens up. He’s scary. She don’t want to be anywhere near him when he’s mad.