Beautiful Madness Novels & Stories

But after getting acquainted with Isabella's sweet wet parts and her ferocious fighting, just the thought of touching another person made me feel nauseous. So now, I am nothing more than an entity filled with tension and violence. An existence that cannot be measured or contained and continues to grow bigger with every passing second. My beast has scratched and clawed at the walls of my sanity, demanding a way out. The crazier the better. I wanted nothing more than to give it a taste of euphoric anarchy. But the downside was, if I let it loose, Isabella wouldn't give me any more time. I would be mentally changed and could and would revert to drastic measures to have her again.

Adrien looked at her with irony after taking a deep and very comfortable breath, counting if he was feeling suffocated and said to her with irony: You are really the most crazy person I have met in my life. She looked at him with happiness and said to him in a serious voice: Do you know, Lycans, what madness is? Madness is the most beautiful thing in this life, so if you don't live your life crazy, you never lived it, and I wasn't going out because I didn't know a good place to go. .

“Okay, I believe you but calm down. You have to calm down, don’t stress yourself.” “No! How would I calm down when something crazy happened to me?! But you know what’s even crazier?! When I was falling down, a man jumped and caught me in the air! Yeah, like in the air, you know what I mean?” Madison holds both of Louve’s shoulders and shakes her body with full excitement. “I saw his eyes turned yellow and I was closing my eyes and expecting my death but we magically landed safe on the ground! What kind of sorcery is that?! W-Wait, am I know dead? Ouch!” Madison flinched as she pinches herself. Louve just looked at her with blank expression. Louve looked at the other people inside the emergen

She saw him closely under the lights. Those moonlight gray eyes. Those eyes that were reminiscent of the moon contained both grief and madness. “No one took her away from me,” Zion murmured. Madell was horrified by his words and his gaze. His expression immediately crumpled, and the man who seemed nonchalant turned into a beast. “No one took her so shut up. Shut up!” Shatters! Madell freeze on her spot with pale face after her brother punched the mirror behind her. Crack. She heard the cracking behind her and while trembling, she tilted her head.

Even unconscious, the man still looked so damn intimating. "I will drug him up so bad that the arousal he'll feel will drive him to the point of madness until he has no other choice than to fuck that woman beside him ruthlessly...over and over and over again. I will dose him with all kinds of drugs until he is as high as a kite, as insane as a sociopath. Till there is nothing left of his mind and those two beasts inside him." Beloca vowed.

Deacon said to Sebastian who rested his elbows on the rail while staring at the beautiful dark view. “A surprise, just a warning but if she continues to constitute madness, I won't hesitate to let the world know her true color, that ugly face behind that face she calls beauty. Don't worry it won't affect Belle” Sebastian swore, with his eyes deepened, rubbing his big palms together.

Like, yes I’m mad about what they just did but I can’t just leave the house? Where am I gonna go? I don’t have a place to stay. Or maybe I'm just thinking too much? She won't drive me away from the house, right? She opened my door harshly and looked at me with madness in her eyes. “M-mom,” I said in a small voice. She is still staring at me sharply. Like a lion looking at its prey. Mom is really scary when mad. “M-mom, you can’t expect me to just accept your decisions especially that my future is at stake.” I reasoned out. I didn’t mean to shout at them. To argue with them, I was just blinded by my feelings that is full of hatred.

Beth Madison didn’t look like Madison. Not the sleek, sharp‑tongued, always‑perfect pharmaceutical rep who wore stilettos like weapons and lipstick like armor. This Madison looked like she’d been dragged out of hell by the hood of her sweatshirt. Her hair was greasy and tangled, pulled into a messy knot that was barely holding. No makeup. No lashes. No lipstick. Just raw, blotchy skin and eyes that were too bright in a way that screamed chemical imbalance rather than confidence. She wore an oversized hoodie and sweatpants that hung off her like she’d lost weight too fast.

SARAH'S POV I won't call this madness, rather I was just the center picture of a woman who was trying everything against odds just to escape from this entire madness, in a way I wished to myself that I could just vanish, regardless of what all of this was, he stood right there watching me like I was some kind of insane woman. Yes , I could act all insane but unlike him it was for justified reasons. It had been tough dealing with the trauma of what more was there for me to face with this man, it was almost as though my mind was going berserk and all I could feel was the corruptible venom flowing through my veins relentlessly filling me with something deeper, something that should be absurd.

Before she aksed herself another word , her whole body strated to burn , " She shaked her head like a mad woman bathing the blood thriugh her body , " She felt like she was losing control of her own sanity of her body and herself, Pain passed and shot her body like a lightning making her body trembled like she was shot and burned severely at the same place , she scream from the intesne pain and carried on screaming out loudly, "Aaaaaaaaaahhhh " " The screams echoed through her chambers to the whole castle making maids and other servants inside it to tremble with fear, but they did not dare question what was going on ,Because they knew the consequences.