Baxter Inanimate Insanity Novels & Stories

She pushed him, "Shut up! Shut up!" "No, I won't shut up ... has anyone ever told you that your life is worth fighting for? You can live without him, Ari, you were caged all through your life that you can't even see there's a whole world out there where Armand Lombardo doesn't exist ... and you can be free of his constant control of your sanity ... or are you just too spoiled that every challenge you face only drives you back to him?"

But mostly pathetic. Winston still had a smile on his face but I saw his eyes drop for a second, "Hey no worries at all. I understand. I'm here for you if you need anything" he says. Why is he such a nice guy? Why can't I ever fall for the nice guy? Something is fundamentally screwed up in my brain. I smile, "Thank you"

Just an inch away from Frederick's face, Baxter's fist abruptly stopped! Hugh was puzzled and asked, "Master Gibson, what's wrong? Why did you stop? If you punch him, that kid is undoubtedly dead!" But when he took a step forward for a closer look, he was frightened out of his wits. Because Baxter was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his face was as pale as paper. Baxter had been frightened to death, literally! "Tsk. A Savant Grandmaster? Are they even strong?" Frederick sneered, staring directly at Hugh.

“Shouldn’t you be happy, Timtim? Now you’ll get my full attention. Every day.” “That’s not funny,” she snapped. “I’m not joking.” He stepped closer, lowering his face until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re reckless. Immature. And I’ve let you run wild for too long. Consider this your leash, officially tightened.” “You’re insane.” “And you,” he breathed, his voice turning gravelly, “are mine to keep in line.” Timtim was stunned by his words.. is he insane what does he mean by that ? --- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open.

Baxter lifted his hands near his chest, like asking his friend what the fuck was wrong with me. “Why would I go into a kid’s dream to scare him? You think I’ve got that much free time? What am I, the Babadook?” he grunted. His whole body was tense. I didn’t remember him like that. He’d always been mysterious, unpredictable, but not this intense. Not always ready to fight. At least not me. I could even tell his friends had split into subgroups now. Elgin and Graham were closer to each other than to him. And honestly, it was his fault. He was a ticking bomb, ready to explode any second.

Tyr and Dillon were also dumbfounded. The two exchanged knowing glances. “Get ready!” Baxter's voice drifted into their ears. His body emitted a brilliant white light the next second, and he rushed to Sporus in an instant. Sporus realized the situation was not in his favor, so he began attacking Baxter frantically. However, Baxter appeared to be completely unconcerned about Sporus’s attack at the time. He moved to Sporus’ back and wrapped his arms around him in a tight hug. He then locked his legs around Sporus’ waist as well.

"I hate to break your heart Celia. He does. They are in this basement, that compartmentalizes them into room-sized cages. The only good thing happening to them is that they are groomed, or they are bought by not so bad clients. They are bought. Sweet baby Jesus in a manger. People still do that?" "Helloo, I'm a living testimony. I have been there, seen that, I've lived that horror." She said, raising her glass of wine as if to make a toast. "Those girls need to get out and I don't see that happening soon when someone like Hector prowls the place like a sabre toothed tiger." "From the sound of it, this one must be a hard nut to crack." Ajax mummured, biting his buttom lip. Collins scoffed. "H

"Careful Ma'am. You're not ready to stand up yet." "I'm okay." She said in embarrassment. She touched the back of her head, and felt a lump forming. The Man in black's hand was instantly there. She looked up at him but had double vision and couldn't seem to focus. His fingers gently touched the lump forming. "Ma'am?" His hands suddenly gripped her. "Ma'am!" and then the world went black again. Christopher caught her and swept her limp form up into his arms. Bruce was suddenly there. "Get her inside," meaning into the secure zone. Civilians were strictly prohibited from entering it. But Christopher didn't hesitate. He carried the limp woman into their headquarters after Roddy scanned them in

I couldn't move or speak. I felt nervous as though something bad was going to happen to me. If Lisa was taken back to the psychiatric hospital, what would stop her from breaking out again? Nothing! And this time it will be easier for her to find me and slit my throat in my sleep. My anxiety sucked the energy left in me. I blacked out. **** My arms weren't wrapped in bandages. And I couldn't feel my back, it was numb. It was as though my body was alien to me. I couldn't feel the pain. I was wondering if I have lost the sensation to feel.