Elements Of Insanity Novels & Stories

- she also added clearly dissatisfied with this fact. - It's just unbelievable.- Leo sighed, stirring his coffee with a spoon.- I hope he won't be able to soften the sentence with insanity. Yes, 'Mad Dog' sometimes acts like he is not right in his head, but I'm sure this guy hasn't committed all these crimes without knowing what he is doing. If that was the case, we'd have caught him much sooner.- Leo stated, then took a sip of coffee from the mug.

“Do you mean there are problems with his emotions and mental state?” “Yes. Georgie studied that disease. It’s a rare mental disease. It’s like having dual personalities. A ruthless, paranoid, and cruel subpersonality lies dormant. He is usually not different from normal people, but he can’t take sudden hard changes to his peace of mind. When he receives a strong stimulus, the sickness will arise. He will be controlled by the subpersonality, and he will become cruel, bloodthirsty, and lose his rationality.”

, the doctor said and then clicked on a folder. That folder opened and suddenly clicked on a video file that started to play in front of them. "INSANE is created by Zane and because of him, I'm sick and suffering". The video stopped and the doctor sighed deeply and then said, "Mr. Zane Miller can easily take control of INSANE's mood and this method will help Arika to overshadow INSANE. I don't know what happened in between them but it is necessary to reveal it soon" Both Arjun and Rudra were listening to the doctor very carefully.

I said still struggling to get them off me. "But you're not in a good condition and only this things can help you maintain your stability." Paul explained as though I cared what this things were possibly going to do for me. "Yeah, your damn right, I am not in a good condition, not in a good frame of mind, as a matter of fact I might be losing my insanity." I yelled like a mentally disordered psycho. "but not this thing was going to be the solution to my problem." I said pointing to them as I jerked out of bed.

With a stiff neck, I turn away. I focus on the dumbass ABC's strip that lines the top of the wall. I know we have some special students, but does Mr. Williams really think it's necessary? Then again, here I am talking about psychopaths. Of course he thinks we're stupid enough not to know the alphabet without having to sing the song. "It's a mental illness that not only affects the host, but also the people around them. They become victims to the rotten thoughts that plague the psycho’s mind, driving them to do insane things," I force myself to continue.

Hah! Right behind them, my soul was so shattered I could barely stay upright. He knew all along. He chose to abandon me in that villa. I learned that my heart could still ache, even after death. Daniel's face drained of all color. He clenched his fists, trying to hold himself back. Just then, his eyes became bloodshot with insanity as he lunged forward and grabbed her by the neck.

Atticus I storm into Beatrice's room. Her vanity chair is overturned, glass is shattered across the hardwood, sheets are ripped from the bed. And in the center of the chaos is Silas. The one that always keeps his shit together, but he's lost it. Completely. He's slamming into furniture, his fists driving holes straight through walls. His face is twisted, red, and veins bulge in his neck as he rips at his own hair like he's trying to tear himself apart from the inside out.

I exhale, a sharp, disgusted sound. Women are predictable. They either want to be worshipped or rescued. Never satisfied, and too loyal to their emotions to ever be rational. Fools. I fasten the belt around my waist and stand up, crumpling a paper tightly in my palm. Feminism, my ass. More like emotional blackmail with a better PR. I walk to the glass wall, the only thing around me is the furious pulse in my own ears until my phone buzzes in my palm. I glance at the screen. Mark.

A lot had really played and I don’t want to talk about it perhaps I don’t think my mum is ready to hear more bullshit about the game I opened my mouth and sniffle “I’m fine. I’m perfectly fine.” “Of course you are.” Mum smile sarcastically “Suddenly turns into a suicidal one day, next lock yourself up like a prisoner, goes about sneaking food a t late midnights. I mean give me another definition for insanity. Whether you like it or not Clarissa, you are seeing a psychiatrist.” Mum wasn’t yelling or using her usual strict tone, I could see the fear and concern in her eyes I didn’t say anything. I felt like a horrible daughter who had brought reproach and disappointment to her parents, I hate

I looked at him like he had lost his mind, what the hell were these men thinking, "Are you insane?" I asked as I began to get furious, "Am not insane Bitch, its either you make out with him or with me and believe me once I have a little taste of you, I might not be able to stop myself" he looked at me lustful causing me to experience fear and panic, How could they ask me to do that just for some food, this was insane and no matter how hungry I was, I couldn't bring myself to do what they said,