Indignation Novels & Stories

Stumbling back a few steps, I let the door shudder closed in front of me, blocking out the sight of pure hell. Turning around, I stare straight at Fate, anger consuming each cell in my body individual. Heat explodes from my core, ensuring that whatever this infuriating feeling is, I’m going to have to act upon it. So, with clenched fists, I charge at the arrogant looking immortal, ready to throw hits or something…anything to make him feel the amount of frustration I am at this moment. “I desert! Really?” I snap, thrashing my fists at his chest. He steps back, avoiding my hits. “You’re demented, you know that? Why couldn’t we just have a civil conversation?”

"Come closer Alex." "Sir?" "Come closer," He repeated slowly. Alex took a step forward. "Closer." Another step. "Closer Alex don't make me come to you." Alex took a deep sigh and walked towards him. "Now, look at my face, tell me what you see?" Alex actually saw a lot of things, eyebrows he found too bushy, mustard at his chin and whatever whitish substance was at his moustache. "Anger," Alex murmured. "Louder!"

The woman seemed unaware, she was looking straight ahead with a frown crossing her forehead as if she was in a great dismay. Even with the distance separating them, Blackthorne could feel a scorching tension crackling from across the room. The duke stared at him with undisguised animosity, a quiet challenge flickered in his eyes. Blackthorne calmly met his gaze and gave him a provocative sneer. He swore he could see the other man's eyes flashing with rage. He felt a sense of triumph and satisfaction knowing that he had achieved the desired result of his action. The duke averted his face, focusing his attention to the play again.

he asked as he closed the gap I’d put between us. I might have let him keep going with his misguided rant, but the hurt I felt from his abandonment came pouring out in the form of anger. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed as hard as I could. Damn him, he didn’t budge an inch other than to look down at my hands as though he couldn’t believe I’d touched him. I opted to point an angry finger in his face instead. “Recognize who the hell you’re talking to, Isaac! I’m not one of these random ass little girls you’re used to dealing with, I’m a grown ass woman and unlike you, I don’t have a problem with doing what the fuck I want. And let’s be clear, there ain’t shit you can do about it. So u

"Well, you look extremely beautiful." "Your eyes are a different color, one I have not seen on people your kind? "Black people, you mean?" Grace blushed "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you. That was very...racist of me. Forgive me." She babbled. Bonnie smiled, "it's okay." "May I continue?" Grace asked Bonnie nodded.

Frustration ripped through him. Not-fucking-close-enough. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry."

“ You know what, if you all don’t get finished with my tasks by the time I get back I’ll have you scrubbing the floors with toothbrushes! “ I threaten The young ones look scared of me at that moment, but the older ones couldn’t be bothered to listen to me. I can’t believe I even said yes to this. I didn’t know why everyone hated me. Was it my looks? My attitude? Somehow, when people were around me their moods decreased and they just got angry with me. Even that Ethan guy hated me from the beginning. “ Get to work, “ I yell a little too loudly. Then, there was a knock on the door.

Frustration bubbled up within her, mixed with a feeling of anger and sadness. Knowing that she could not sit still anymore, Natalie rose to her feet. She was tired, tired of the silence, tired of feeling lost, tired of being kept in the dark. Her anger simmered within her, ready to explode. She faced the closed door and breathed with fury, pounding on it with all her might.

The shock hit me like a physical blow, my jaw slack in disbelief. Soon, the disbelief curdled into fury. How could he? How dare he? The audacity of his words hit me like a slap in the face. Pushing myself up from my seat, I towered over him, eyes narrowed into slits of pure disdain. Every muscle in my body tensed, ready to lash out at this insufferable man who had the gall to insult me so blatantly.