Crazy Dave Novels & Stories

“Calm down, man. We’ll find her. Just breathe- ” “Calm down?” I laughed, bitter and unhinged, grabbing a chair and smashing it against the floor until the legs cracked. “She’s out there- alone, vulnerable. What if someone took her? What if she’s hurt? I’ll kill them. I’ll kill anyone who touches her.” Vlad stepped closer again, voice low. “Dante, listen- ” Suddenly my phone buzzed on the floor amid the debris. An Unknown number flashed on the screen. I snatched it up, swiping to answer with shaking fingers. The negative thoughts corrupted my mind- “Who the fuck is this?”

There was a room available, so I rented it. The innkeeper, Archie Duncan, was friendly. In the evening, while we sat around the fire, he entertained the guests with strange stories about Doom Canyon. Doom Canyon was also known as Ravenspire Canyon. The locals of Maranigan referred to it as the "Gateway of Reincarnation." But guides never dared take anyone inside. Archie asked, "Did you come alone?" I shook my head. "With my wife." "But I don't see her," Archie said, confused.

Gotta figure out how to handle that old hag. That was the final entry. Not a single kind word about me. Not one. A laugh slipped out—cold, twisted. My face warped as I hurled the diary back into the hidden compartment. For my mother. For my child. I would never forgive them. I grabbed my phone and dialed. "Ruth, I've made up my mind. I want to go to Havain with you." A gasp exploded on the other end. "Oh my God, Lori! You finally came to your senses. I've been telling you forever—Joffrey is trash. Stay put, I'm booking a flight right now. I'll pick you up tomorrow night."

I asked. Steve looked around and said, "Let's head back to the county town for now. We can find a place to stay tonight." Steve had me get into the car first, and we drove back the way we had come. However, it didn't take long before a heavy downpour began. The car seemed to be behaving strangely, and the dashboard showed an abnormal tire pressure. Steve got out to check, and it turned out that the rear tire had been cut open by a sharp rock.

She replied and everyone gasped again. "Concisely tell others about yourself" Prof Dallas said. "November Gracie Blanco, I'm a b*tch, I hate brats and I'm in love with myself, I can listen to The Fray songs all day and I'm a black belt holder of judo, thank you" She sat after that. "Your category?" Prof Dallas asked. She raised her tag up. "To this school, I might be in the lower category but I'm the queen of my world" she said.

Daisy sincerely said, "You've been wandering outside for too long." "I'm not crazy, okay? I'm very serious about my proposal to you," Axel emphasized, as if wanting to shout it out loud. How could Daisy insist that he was insane? How could Axel endure it? "Do you think I'll believe you?" Daisy said in a mocking tone. "What I'm saying is the truth. I want you to go on a date with me," Axel firmly asserted. "And for heaven's sake, I'm not crazy." "If you're not crazy, then there's an issue with your perception. Not to mention your eyes," Daisy confidently affirmed. "It's best for you to go to the hospital for an examination to avoid prolonging a condition that may be difficult to treat."

Dave held his arm and sank to the ground as he screamed in agony. His men were petrified and frozen. Kaze approached and got down to grab Dave’s fallen cigar on the floor. He took a long drag, the end of the stub glowing cherry red. Kaze then stuffed the whole cigar into Dave’s mouth.

But desperate times…. Her complaints were short-lived when a familiar upbeat song chipped in on the overhead speakers. And just like that, Hayley Davenport busted out her chacha moves she learned from years of experience, I, on the other hand, bounced to the music, downing as much rum as I could. My eyes never left Daniel as he hacked off that poor girl's ear. He chuckled. I bet he was hearing just the right words from his flavor of the week. I'd like to snatch that smirk off his face and wipe the floor with it.

Even though Cade couldn't hear the responses that Dave gave, he could still make sense of the conversation just by listening to his brother. "I'm sorry if that's how it sounds." Dave apologized. "...but you might also be able to end this." He suggested and Cruz's face lightened up a bit. "How?" He asked curiously. "Well, a fresh and interesting article will make Cade's news fade and you're everyone's favorite scandal Lord. I'm sure anything that involves you will suffice." Dave suggested and this got Cruz thinking far and wide.

Cara is used to crazy, after all, she is crazy and her dreams are crazy. Cara once dreamt of being a pilot, quite ironic considering the fact she hates heights. Crazy talks and crazy words are no surprise to her but this bomb dropped on her is beyond bonkers. "Wait let me get this straight, you want me to get fat?" Cara does not know if she should be offended or threatened. Was this his grand plan to make her pay for the scene she caused?