Elements Of Insanity Novels & Stories

“Rage.” “Sorrow.” “Desperation.” She inhaled slowly. “It was like watching a storm trapped inside a man.” I closed my eyes briefly. That… I could understand. “His mind doesn’t stay in one place,” Zira continued. “One moment he’s furious… the next he looks like he’s about to break.” Krager shook his head slightly. “That kind of instability makes him dangerous.” “It makes him unpredictable,” Zira corrected. “Which is worse?” She paused. “And there’s something else.”

I need to protect her heart from me. My own father had no choice but to lock me up because I would go through these manic episodes where I'm not myself. My wolf may desire our mate, but my wolf is also sick. All those years of endless torture has driven a part of myself to insanity. During those episodes I would become a completely different person. I would violent. I almost hurt my younger siblings. I could've killed them.

I escaped from the madness that reigned in the Sanctuary… "Did you run from madness to the Refuge because madness is in you?" the same mutant said. "What do you mean?" "We believe that madness is reflected in the eyes of a madman when he sees madness in reality… "You mean there's no such thing as madness?" "I mean, we see what we believe!" the mutant concluded. – So, child of the tribe "Born in darkness"! Welcome to the Range!

me" up. The technicians tried to hold her back, but she seemed to have gone mad, shoving them away with unexpected strength. Then, as if a sudden thought struck her, Mom lunged for the control tablet. "Yes, that's it! A restart! Once I reboot the system, she'll be back to normal!" As she frantically tapped across the screen, sweat trickled down her forehead, smudging the makeup she had so carefully put on. "Unable to locate self file," a mechanical voice droned from the control panel. "The host consciousness has been erased." Mom was taken aback. "Erased? That's impossible! She was perfectly fine just a moment ago! She wouldn't leave me like this. She wouldn't!"

“Shouldn’t you be happy, Timtim? Now you’ll get my full attention. Every day.” “That’s not funny,” she snapped. “I’m not joking.” He stepped closer, lowering his face until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re reckless. Immature. And I’ve let you run wild for too long. Consider this your leash, officially tightened.” “You’re insane.” “And you,” he breathed, his voice turning gravelly, “are mine to keep in line.” Timtim was stunned by his words.. is he insane what does he mean by that ? --- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open.

His voice cracked with insanity, the madness threatening to consume him entirely. The room was charged with a tension so thick it felt as if the walls might collapse. The struggle between obsession, frustration, and an overwhelming need for control was about to reach its breaking point.

"Fuck that psychiatrist, Kris!" And as predicted, he's gonna explode like a ticking bomb. "Why do you keep insisting that I'm having mental illness-" “I'm not saying you are-” "But you're actually making me feel like I'm one!" The newly hired maids aren't at our house yet, so Liam and I are the only two here, fighting in the home he once called a palace. "Am I not normal in your eyes? What is wrong with my character for you to think that I’m insane?!”

“Until now, I have been playing nice. You, them, and all of humanity need a reminder of what I can do. All of you have forgotten what the name Apocalypse means.” I could feel my madness coursing through my veins, begging to be let loose once again. I stood in front of her, I grabbed both armrests trapping her in the chair. Looking her dead in the eye. “You pathetic woman, you think you have what it takes to control the most powerful element after the fifth element?” I spat at her. I moved my head closer to her, making her move her head back. I grabbed her chin between my thumb and forefinger, pulling her face to mine as I breathed undiluted madness and despair into her.

Chapter 29: Money problems. Place: City, Anywhere United States of America. Rolling over in bed, Sloan berated himself as he slid away from his sleeping ex-lover. Ex, as in, he shouldn't be with him again. Ex like the former. Ex as in, how could Sloan be this stupid? He had broken up with Reese, but when Sloan's loneness had gotten to him, he accepted meeting the man in this seedy motel. What did people say about insanity? Craziness was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Well… no more. Sloan wouldn't keep making the same lapses in judgment. This was it. He was done.