Quotes About Anger

Pissed at the arrogance of angels, at the rain, at the whole fucking universe, she strode out without a backward look. Venom was at the gate. Damn man looked good wet.

Sahara's jaw set in a stubborn line familiar to him from her childhood. "You may carry his genes," she said, "but you are not and never will be Enrique's son." A passionate negation that vibrated with cold fury. "If you were, you wouldn't find pleasure in touching me with care, only in causing me pain." Pressing her fingers to his lips, she shook her head. "You're Kaleb. That is your identity.

I don't want the … issues between us"—raging sexual arousal fused with the red haze of the anger that licked the air—"to bleed over into our working relationship. Let's agree to stay out of each other's way as much as possible, and be polite when it's not.

So she satisfied her urge to kick at him by leaning back, palms down on the table. It was a good thing they weren't near the food, otherwise, her hair would've been in the coffee.

No buts, nothing. You have the ability to piss me off without even trying, but I'll fucking take a gun to my head before I lay a hand on you. You clear on that?

A veces la ira puede ser algo bueno. Hace que sigas adelante cuando no queda nada más.

Elena notched a bolt into her crossbow. "Let's go kill that murderous bitch.

I didn't almost kill myself when I went 'caveman,'" he said, his kiss hard and hot and possessive, all of it spiced with molten anger. "I didn't make you watch as I did my best to cause myself mortal harm.

And perhaps, if the adults here and around the world got it right, she'd never know anything but friendship and family and hope. Not war. Not racial discord. Not anger and distrust.

I am not a mortal to be taken," Favashi gritted out. "I am not a beast to be broken." Each word was red with power and anger and rage. "I am an archangel.

At that moment, she saw not the man but the leopard within. And she realized the truth far too late - he wasn't human, wasn't Psy, was *changeling*. The leopard lived in every aspect of him, from his strength to his anger to his rage.

I want to mutilate and torture every person on the planet who in any way supported Santano or Tatiana, break them until they beg and crawl. Then I want to tell them it'll never end.

Your father will wake at reckless speed to avenge you.

I will personally nail his nuts to the floor before slicing him to ribbons.

Furious defiance burned under his skin.

razors against his skin as he gripped her hand. "Glen thinks your motor controls somehow shorted out at the same time that you had a problem with your nervous system." His voice was ragged, raw with anger. "The countdown's speeded up." Even if Ming gave them the key, even if that

How can I be angry with the other half of my soul?" he asked, his tone so tender it tore little pieces out of her heart.

Her lush and scalding heat had alternately confused and angered me. Why, I'd thought, couldn't she be like other mothers? Soft and warm and comfortable. Yet at the same time, I'd been proud of having a mother others craved. Fucked up wasn't the half of it.

Dude slapped me and then walked away!

You cannot warm yourself at the fire of anger without chilling your soul.

In fact, she sounded like she was mad at Katie for wearing it.

Low down dirty ornery rotten skunk of a cussed mule-headed soldier! What's he want with my book anyway? And what kind of a way is that to write a congratulations? I am so mad I could walk clear to that fort and take him on single handed.

I can see being angry with folks. Shoot, I'd about hang Chess on the laundry line any day of the week, but I don't shun him. Shunning's no way to get over and done with your fussing. It just drives in a sword that won't come out unless the person holding it pulls first.

I rode toward Rudolfo Maldonado's house, planning to murder him before he got his morning shave.