Divine Madness Novels & Stories

Daniel's POV "God Madonna? How can I reach out to you? I need your help. Please help your child get out of this problematic situation." I said, standing in front of the gate through which we can contact our gods. God Madonna was the good of dark witches, and though she was the dark one, I think she was the most beautiful, intelligent, and understanding God. She was better than those in the white world, who have turned us into their puppets and our fate as their gameplay.

POV - ESMEE BADEAUX "Stop it!" I scream, putting all my strength into removing Giovanni from Antonio. "Fuck you!" Giovanni barks at Antonio. He grips onto Antonio's collar and aggressively draws him up then smashes his head on the ground. Gasp and cries are heard across the church as people witness the outrageous scene. "Giovanni, Antonio!" Arial cries to both of her sons. "Boys!" Giovanni's father Diego bellows

The mysterious black business cars are slowly being transformed into battle vehicles, underneath powerful armored engines appear, and the car like a scarab rushes into battle. Jennifer froze, unable to believe this was the convoy just now. It's amazing how Ivan made them after all. The cars are changed in appearance and structure, slowly running straight into the forest. The space outside was extremely dark, each sound of insects calling was extremely eerie. Jennifer involuntarily shrank back, leaning against Ivan. "Afraid of what?" Ivan looked at her leaning against him, his eyes ferocious. “Who said I was afraid? It's just that I've never experienced this before."

Why would they make me leave? My body goes stiff. He’s coming. Has it already been 30 days? My stomach churns. “You need to eat lunch, Mrs. Samson.” I bury my face in the pillow, but more hands pull me away. “No! Stop!” I cry, thrashing. “You can’t—” My eyes are closed, but I know the voice that greets me in the hallway. “Ah, there she is,” Hank. The pyromaniac. He burned down two churches and a bank before being admitted. He peers into my room as the nurses drag me out and carry me to one of the day rooms.

“You look perfect like this. My perfect mess.” I pulled back with a wet gasp, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. “You’re—horrible.” He smirked. “And you’re trembling.” “Shut up,” I hissed, and took him back into my mouth before I could second-guess myself. This time, his breath broke. “Dio onnipotente.” (Almighty God.)

Blood clouded my vision, and sharp pain stabbed my head. Elias had a gash on his forehead, blood streaming down in a steady flow, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, straining to lift me up. In a daze, the scene felt strangely familiar. At that moment, the comments exploded. 'Whoa, everyone! Isn't this the scene from when the male and female leads died in their past life? Could it be that they're regaining their memories?'

But now she was sure the person who was laying beside her was Nyx- his true personality. After reading his file, last night. She was so amazed by his Disorders. It was her first time studying someone who has three disorders, which is rare. Dr.Jimin has mentioned in the file, that he discovered him having Bipolar Disorder, fact explains his moods. Sometimes elevated and others irritable.

Jack nodded as a cold glint flickered in his eyes. … Chaos erupted in the village the next morning. Dozens of men had suddenly become paralyzed. They became bedridden and could only stare with wide eyes. The village doctor was at a loss for what to do. He blinked his hazy eyes as the villagers pressured him for an answer. Finally, he sank to his knees and exclaimed that the divine tree was exacting its punishment on the village. … That night, Jack and I put our revenge plan into motion. Our first target was David.

He raised a hand, silencing the clapping I hadn’t even realized had started up. “Casimir is the one with his hand raised,” Azrael supplied in a low voice, “Drefan is his brother, and the one we’re going to spend the night avoiding.” Drefan, with his wild eyes and thin scar slashed down his lips, approached to take his place at his brother’s side. I quirked a brow. “That bad, huh?” Azrael’s lips twitched. “He is the God of Madness for a reason, little wolf.”

Mukura shivers wide open eyes laid on Gwanhoya who still is yet to raise her face to look at them. “Divine, you need to find a way and fast!” Genteel is beginning to panic, the situation seems to be changing. A vengeful, violent aura is emanating from the ancient witch, “Divine, you need to find a way out of this dream world and fast or you will be trapped in here forever!” she shouts.