Chloefandomarts Inanimate Insanity Novels & Stories

"That is not what I said! But what alternative do we possess if even modern medicine cannot force a pregnancy within this shrinking window?!" Abruptly, Chloe’s screams ceased. She collapsed heavily onto the cold hardwood floor, sinking amidst the jagged fragments of the shattered vase, staring blankly at the sterile white wall before her. Her ragged weeping suddenly dissolved, replaced by a suffocating, menacing silence. Slowly, Chloe rose from the floor, entirely oblivious to the shards of glass grazing her bare skin. She took slow, calculated strides toward Liam, who was leaning heavily against the desk with a completely defeated expression. Chloe anchored a sharp, intense gaze directly in

I ask back. “Uh,” Matt says, shifting his weight from foot to foot. I can’t help myself. I laugh. “But yes, Matt I’ve decided to go with the idea that I am not insane that we all are shape-shifting monsters so I don’t need the notebook anymore. The thing has been used against me three times now. Not again.” “I didn’t use it against you so that one time I took it shouldn’t count," Fletcher argues, sticking up two fingers to catch my attention.

If anyone was here watching me to be precise,you would have a chill running down your spine. My grin was more like the one of cheshire cat in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.Getting of the shower I smelled like shea butter.I sat on the bed with just my towel running my hands on my outfit,the fabric soft on my skin soothing me.I applied mild make up,I was happy my tan was done revealing my white pale skin.As much as I did a mild make up I have a thing for smokey eyes bringing out my grey eyes.Today I had time to myself,not even Jeremy would bother talking down at me.

“The universe sent me wisdom. And comedy.” “You—!” she stomped her foot. “That was private parent conversation! You’re not allowed to store embarrassing data on your tenants!” “I’m not storing anything,” he replied calmly. “Just wondering if the earrings on the stick figure helped the examiner remember the answer.” She turned a shade of red no artist could paint. And in her flustered fury, as she stomped again — one of her delicate silver anklets snapped off and fell onto the stairs with a soft metallic ting.

Chloe_awesome_scott I AM NOT YOUR MATE! The_real_prince_charming HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Chloe_awesome_scott WTF?! I TAKE THAT BACK! I AM NOT ANYTHING! I AM A HUMAN WHO LOVES ANIMALS! BYE, MR. SELF-PROCLAIMED REAL_PRINCE_CHARMING. The_real_prince_charming OH, NOT SO EASILY, MATE. NOT BEFORE YOU TELL ME WHO DARED YOU.

Seeing this armless woman, Chloe quickly backed on the floor with a horrified look on her face, as though she just saw a ghost. “IMPOSSIBLE!” Chloe screamed at this armless woman. “Y—You should be dead already! You should be DEAD!” A cold and sarcastic smile appeared on this armless woman’s lips as she asked, “Why? Just because you expelled me from Silver Blade PACK and cut off my wolf claws, then I am doomed to be dead? Sorry to disappoint you but I am perfectly well, Lady Chloe, thank you for asking.”

"Not words, feelings, pictures." Silas asked carefully "What kind of pictures Chloe?" Chloe closed her eyes. "A place, not like here no buildings, no sky, just space filled with light like everything is made of energy." Ryan rubbed his face. "This is crazy." Elara did not look away from the screen. "Keep talking, sweetheart, Chloe." Chloe continued. "They do not move like we do they do not live like we do they exist together like one mind made of many pieces."

The craving for the ritual itself. The sauna had become less of a location and more of an identity. “That’s the dangerous part,” Chloe murmured. “When a fantasy stops feeling temporary.” She looked down at the diary again, her fingers resting against the worn cover. Then, after a long silence, Chloe slowly opened it once more and turned the page, preparing herself for the next confession waiting inside. _______ Episode 59 – The Whisper App The notification chimed on her phone with a sound like a tiny, digital bell. Sloane didn’t jump. She let it sit, glowing on the dark screen of her device, a single point of light in her minimalist, steel-and-onyx apartment.

His sense of direction was no longer working even when he knew the set-up of the booth at the back of his head. When they finally got into a specific room, Sane knew that that room was the scariest of them all. There were body bags that were hung on the ceilings, and there was even a realistic stench that was lingering in the air, as if there were really some decaying bodies inside those body bags. The bags even seemed to wrap themselves around his face even when he was already trying so hard not to touch them. A slow-flickering strobe light hung from the ceiling. It seemed to only turn on once per second, and everything went black in between. When the lights turned on once again, there were

I'm single! I just made a face. Sweetness overload, gross. Why there are couples like that? I can't imagine doing those things together with my partner. Like kissing the parts of your body in public?! Err, I can't imagine that thing and it's really, really, really gross! Goodness. I guess my stomach's twitching every time I thimk that so I should stop thinking that. When Klev finally left the place, I looked at Kiah. "Good thing Klev brought you here, " she started.