Baxter Inanimate Insanity Novels & Stories

Absolute, stunned silence. “Wait, what?” Baxter’s confusion is almost endearing. ‘Bless him!’ Zanthe chuckles in my head, her tone warm with amusement. Baxter rubs the back of his head, muttering to himself. “Goddess, they must be in a completely different league over there.” He exhales deeply before turning back to me. “Alright, well, your pacing data and heart rate measurements are still going to help us track your fitness and progress over the summer.”

Baxter hit the lock on the unit door with such a clang that both Nadia and Jake jumped a little. “Demons can’t come to Sedona?” Jake added, suddenly annoyed that Dan had not shared this information, it would have been helpful. “You didn’t know?” Baxter looked at the pair, rubbing the top of his bald head. “I did not know that,” Nadia followed Baxter into a unit that was barely big enough for the three. It was hot, stuffy from months of trapped heat and humidity. “Yes ma’am,” Baxter said, nodding to the large chest in the middle of the unit; a ring of what looked like table salt surrounded it. “Want me to knock it off?”

She had realised that she had put herself in harm's way and the only person who could have protected her was no more. While resisting, she looked at where Mr. Hamuumbu had fallen, he wasn’t there. “I’m sick and tired of this,” Mr. Hamuumbu's voice came from behind Ludo and Ethan. Ethan let go of Ludo to look at his father who had just spoke. He turned around and found him stretching himself holding a Maxim 9, handgun silencer combo. “Father!” Ethan exclaimed. “What the hell?” Ludo said holding her neck. “What is happening?” Ethan asked, looking very shocked.

The man stares at it wildly; then, he turns away and runs out of the room. I try to get up, but that curious sensation of my body refusing to obey my orders is there again. I feel like a broken toy. It’s almost funny. I feel light headed, as if none of this is really happening, as if I’m just watching a movie, and a silly one at that. Sobbing noises from the bed draw my attention. I crawl towards it, dragging my wounded leg after me; when I look back, I see a wide bloody trail on the carpet, and I think they will have to finally change the carpet, and the thought makes me chuckle.

She didn't say a single word. Cole's eyes stung when his assistant sent him the photos of Joanna being abused. Her body was covered in wounds, and she had also been diagnosed with a mental disorder. He could imagine all the suffering she was forced to endure in the mental hospital over the last five years. "I had no idea that you were such a heartless woman, Natalie Jackman!" Tears streamed down Natalie's face as she backed away in fear. "You have to help me, Cole. I can't be reported. Besides, Andy refuses to leave me, too."

Baxter's eyes glazed over and he grabbed my hands like an automaton. “Baxter, are you okay?” I panicked. We launched into a series of twists and spins I didn't know existed. His eyes were dead, and a dreamy smile haunted his face. Our peers cackled, embracing the mania that seized the room. The music filled us, making us move in ridiculous ways. Puck roared with laughter, leading the crowd. Even Damien swayed behind the bar, his partner a broken broom. “I've been a puppet, a pauper

Baxter looks at me to explain for him. "Bax was attacked by a wolf when he was a kid, right in the throat. It injured his vocal cords. Technically he could talk but chooses not to because he doesn't like the way his voice sounds. Now he communicates by signing, but I don't approve," I add, just because I like to comment on it as much as I can. Bax rolls his eyes hard but I don't care if I sound like his mother, I want him to get my message: speak again.

Could anything even be more peculiar than that? He closed his eyes before wincing after feeling his head throbbing even worse. The girl continued walking senselessly while talking to herself. It looked like she hadn't realized he was already awake. She was probably too preoccupied with her thoughts, and her anxiety towards the situation. While Sane, on the other hand, still hadn’t fully grasped the situation. It was like he was trying to hold a handful of sand in his hands. She was already muttering profanities addressed to herself when Sane decided he should calm down and think about everything.

But it penetrated that person's cavernous gaze ,who was still standing at a far distance from her, but now his feets had started making their way on their own towards her, towards his insanity's sanity. Inessa , who had her eyes closed by now felt a gloomy silence to wash over her entire surrounding ,as people who were whispering murmuring talking had became completely quiet, like her entire surrounding got deprived of every sensation and movement and the only thing which could be heard was a loud and thudding sound of shoes tackling on the wooden floor, which started getting more closer to her.

Baxter asks, flashing me one of his cute smiles that make my plain skin red and makes my heart flutter. "Nothing Baxter. I'm fine" I smile weakly as I finish up work on my mac book. Andre got me a MacBook. I found it on my desk the day after the kiss. I argued I didn't want it and he simply said it was for work. Lunch was quite weird. Baxter won't stop drinking water continuously giving me nervous smiles. Why is he acting so weird?. "Baxter are you ok?" I ask. He nods in the affirmative and I give him a tight smile.