Zuko Angry 소설 & 이야기

“…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…”

" What happened , Rafter ??? Are you feeling like ,you have chargined deep ?? " She smirked and intewined her fingers Casually, " If not ,may I know the reason for your uncontrollable anger ?? " She scratched her forehead, " Because , have you noticed ??? We both exchanged same question to each other .But ,I never roared at you. Instead, you're roaring at me like ,I shouldn't have asked this to you because you're a white lotus ...." Shizuka gave him a side look of malicious chuckle. she had tried her best to control herself .But it's this guy the one who made her burst the anger .And now ,he's feeling humiliated .

“Let this be the last stunt you pull, Zeta, or the very next time would be your last time seeing the four corners of this mansion. The only reason I’m letting you go is because of Eva…” With a scoff, Zeta stood up from the couch, stomping to the center of the room to retrieve her fur coat from the floor. She wore it with shaky fingers and turned to Angel. “If I can't have you. No one else can!” She declared. Angel frowned as she turned around, banging the door in her wake. He knew Zeta was dangerous and full of mischief but he’d never seen her so pissed off. ~ Zeta’s chest heaved restlessly as she trudged along the hallways leading to her room. Her blood boiled all over and her failure made

"Look at her. There is no need to help this piece of trash. She is more than capable of looking after her dirty and clumsy self!" Zackary clenched his fists, the tension in the air palpable. He suddenly stilled, placed the towel down on the counter, and balled his hands into fists while anger colored his face. He was furious. He slowly stepped away from me—probably afraid he would scare me—turned around, and faced Angelica and Sade. "That is enough!" he snarled, expanding his aura and silencing the two women. They whimpered and quivered in fear and unwillingly dropped their heads, submitting to the higher power.

"Don't you know? You seem to have many enemies, and that means you deserve to die!" "Would I ask if I knew? Are you stupid?" I shouted back. It was as if the string had been cut, and my jaw snapped. He held it tightly, and his eyes were full of anger. I gulped before gathering my strength. One more. Just one more. "Your skin's smooth, isn't it? Maybe Boss won't be mad when—"

I could feel anger boiling so hot inside me I had to grip the bedframe with my free hand to stop myself from breaking apart. Lucas’s voice cut through my anger. “I swear, the moment I see him again, I’ll carve his heart out with my own hands.” Zack’s jaw ticked, his voice low and dangerous. “No, he’s mine.” They glared at each other, i could feel the tension between them but I cut in before it could build. “He’s all of ours, he touched what’s mine. What’s ours, so he doesn’t get mercy, we’ll rip him apart.”

Ready to make him bleed. But Caius held me back. “Don’t,” he muttered through clenched teeth, his own anger radiating over me too. “You know by now he acts childish and petty when angry.” My chest heaved, heart racing with rage, muscles twitching like I was ready to shift into my wolf form and end this whole damn brotherhood. Zane just stared back with pride in his eyes because he knew he was immune to my anger. He turned, snatching a towel off the armrest like this was some casual gym day.

They quickly stood up, instinctively retreating to secure themselves from Zack’s uncontrolled outburst. Zack raged fiercely, his emotions boiling over, indifferent to the chaos he was causing around him. The table shook under the impact, and scattered papers flew into the air. His face was flushed with anger, eyes wild, as he expressed every ounce of frustration that had built up within him. The atmosphere shifted dramatically; it was no longer just a confrontation about decisions made for him, but an explosive display of raw emotion.

ALPHA ZEUS' POV I had no way of expressing the anger that I had in me. I was burning. But the reason for which I felt so much anger was what I could not say. When I walked into the bar and saw that good-for-nothing idiot grabbing Kayla's ass, I got completely riled up.

“I will let that slide because you are sad and angry.” “I am not angry, I am furious, Omario. We are engaged but you claim a slave, making me a laughing stock and on top of that you kill my uncle for her.” “I have my reasons for claiming her and your uncle brought this unto himself.” I am not willing to apologise for my actions even to her. Sylvester, just like all dad’s friends, was a scumbag and did not deserve to live. “Do those reasons have anything to do with what’s between her legs?” she scorns.