Crazy Dave Novels & Stories

She exclaimed, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “I wonder how you cope with his craziness every day,” Cherry mused. “Oh, me? I show him that he’s not the only crazy one. He’s crazy, I’m crazy, so we show each other pepper.” I said with a smug smile, and Cherry burst into laughter for the first time since she’d told me about losing her job. “Ooh, I trust my best friend. I trained you well.” She giggled, and I looked at her like she had grown a second head.

The stretcher rolled away as Dave faked a moan. Then, it just clicked into place. It was all Dave's plan just to get Jackson into trouble. He knew about Jackson's violent nature and his bad temper and he'd taken advantage of it. How crazy was Mad-Dave on the scale of one to ten? I'd say a hundred.

There wasn't a single bit of flab on me. Every man who passed me ended up with a noticeable bulge in his pants. Seeing the thirsty looks in their eyes only stoked my own insatiable cravings. For the longest time, no man had the guts to actually pursue me. It left my desire growing more intense by the day, almost like an addiction, leaving me restless and on edge. After graduation, I decided to head to Merrihaven to find Uncle Mike. He was a neighbor from back home who ran several upscale clubs in the city.

Zade The rage that was presently soaring through me was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. It was coursing through every inch of my body, and the sight of Dave still sleeking in the tv was filling my head with the urge to break the fuvking tv right now, Fucking Dave… I was gonna kill him myself! When I glanced over at Carla, her mouth hung open in as she stood frozen while staring at the tv, and when she glanced sideways and caught my eyes, she quickly ducked her head and fished her phone out, her hands shaking a little.

I punched in the passcode to my dorm room and entered, only to see Dave. “Wassup, buddy?” he chirped at me. “Good to see you, bro.” I walked over to greet him. Dave is my almost non-existing roommate. I could count the number of times I’ve seen him since we’ve been supposedly living together. Dave is what you call a total extrovert. He’s always cheerful and loud with his bright green eyes and messy blonde hair. He is what you should call a golden retriever boy. “What got you coming back home?”

“Right. That.” “She still doesn’t have one.” Dave shrugs. “Yeah, I forgot to look. Been busy.” I stare at him. “Busy.” “Do you know how many fires I put out in a day?” He waves his hands as if that excuses it. “Brand deals, scheduling, PR crises—” “She could’ve died.” That shuts him up for half a second. Then he scoffs. Scoffs. “Oh, come on. Cara’s dramatic. You’ll get used to it.”

I went downstairs and I saw him and Dave all dressed up. Dave was wearing a blue jean and a black top paring it with a white converse. He looks hot and young, this is the first time I am seeing him dressing casually since I got here. He looks so hot, his hair was not gelled, it was left messy on his head. So he has messy hair, he doesn't even look like a dad, he looks young and single. I looked at Dave junior and he was wearing a cream trousers with black top. He wore blue shocks with black looking expensive converse, they look so cute.

So, Pevita gives permission Dave a touch of her smooth legs. Dave exhaled. "I'm worried about you," said Dave. "Look at your feet," Dave ordered. Pevita looked at Dave, confused. "What for? What are you doing with my feet?" asked Pevita spontaneously. Pevita sees her own feet. "I saw you walk limping," Dave replied softly. "So I had someone buy me some wound plaster." Dave continued words. Dave said he saw Pevita walk hobbling along, so he had someone buy her some wound plaster.

Big Dave's scream through the speaker stabbed into everyone's eardrums. "Big Dave, what the hell are you doing?" Daniel frowned. "They're crazy... everyone is crazy!" Big Dave's voice was hoarse, full of extreme terror. "There's blood everywhere! They're biting people! My pool hall got smashed. Pete's guts were ripped out!" "Daniel, every road out of the city is blocked! Don't come back! Whatever you do, don't..." Before he could finish, a heavy impact came through the phone.

He looked at her again. “You got that same fire. That same spirit.” He turned off the chopping board and looked directly at her. “Listen, Mrs. Vancouver. As much as Mr. Hades might seem easy on you...” Claudine scoffed. “Easy on me? Dave, the man found me, then married me, then threatened to mess with my mind, and has me locked in this fancy cage!” Dave shook his head, a serious look on his face. “Don’t act naive, ma’am. Mr. Hades… he’s the most unpredictable human being on Earth."