Fnaf Insanity Novels & Stories

“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.

"Remember you used to say, it's better to be an insane than to opt for the fakeness of sanity so be an insane because you have never gotten anything except by being sane so be an insane for yourself, be an insane for your happiness, be an insane for him, " A heavy breath escaped from her slightly parted lips at the end of those words of Mirana and then, Inessa slowly nodded her head in approval. Because she had actually understood, now it was the time to let her insanity to take over her sanity and let herself to be an insane for him. But only if she knew what that insanity was actually going to cost her that night. "Everything is settled. She won't be able to survive this night. Don't worry

He is crazy about Heer, he does not feel ashamed at all for doing such a thing, but is proud of him. This is a slightly shocking case, but a matter of extreme frightening. More dangerous than an angry person is the passion of a crazy person. And now Heer has understood that Sanam's obsession speaks on his head. This passion of Sanam has kept him under his control.

They were a broken orchestra with no conductor. I curled up in the chair by the window, legs pulled onto the frame, chin resting on my knees. My arms hugged my stomach, not because I was still nauseous, but because it felt safer to fold in on myself. Winona sprawled across the bed, rolling from side to side, her head half-buried in a pillow. “Insane. Totally insane,” she muttered for the fifth time that night. “You do realize guys like Zane don’t waste time. He knows exactly what he wants.”

The condition is treatable but if left untreated, the person can become insane. “Haha…hahaha!” Nathan laughs. Jamie frowns. “What’s so funny?” She asks. “The irony,” Nathan sighs. “He played with Halsey’s mind and also killed people. Now the very people he killed are playing with his head. I don’t know if this is fate or justice.” “Probably a bit of both,” Jamie shrugs. “What are we to do?” “When is the next appointment?” “Today around 2 PM.” “Tell the psychiatrist that I wanna listen in on it,” Nathan instructs. “Put a bug there and I wanna see the conversation.”

Yeah, I know that's damn crazy, but why be normal? We do end up watching Sex Education, just for the fun of it. If anyone was to describe my psycho state, I'd say damn shit crazy, with a hang to self-destruction, not thinking or acting normal, definitely a great humour and an absolute N*****x addict. If I'm not learning or out with my skateboard, I am watching N*****x. I think I'd die without N*****x or my board. Those two things have kept me pretty much from going insane during these last couple of years. Oh and of course my books.

* Betsy could no longer hold back her anger. Valerie clutched at her cheek in shock. I sneered. “Mom only has one son and he’s married to me. What makes you think he’ll just give an apartment away to you? “Do your fans know how shameless you really are behind the scenes, Valerie?” Valerie was furious and looked ready to fight. Betsy and I struggled with her, but in the chaos, I lost my balance and toppled backward, tumbling over the railing! “Naomi!”

Damien smirked and picked up a silver glimmering knife. "Looks like your boss was feeding you like pigs." Damien tsked and cut a large portion of flesh from their fingers. "Fuck you Damien Romano. You will have to pay for this" the one names Fenrir yelled in pain. "Tell me the name of your boss and I will let you go." Damien offered while taking another finger of Fenrir. "In your dreams." Fenrir smirked and bit his own tounge and fainted. "This small trick won't work at me. Albert make him awake in 10 minutes. Till then I will make an important call." Damien then left from there. e Anf

"Callum says he saw her up close today. Said she got a nice figure, perfect waist. Thinks she's shy. Innocent. Innocent. Right. That word lit something in me. I nodded slowly, saying nothing, just letting him talk. Callum joined us a minute later- all swagger and that usual smug glint in his eyes. Our trio. The silent predators dressed in top grades and clean shoes. We kept it classy. We kept it hidden. But we had a code. "Should place a bet," Max said, eyes flashing. "New girl's like... untouched. First one to get her- wins." "Untouched. You say. Has anyone fucked one before," I asked with a smirk in my face.

He told himself tonight would be di#erent. Staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, the harsh "fluorescent lighthighlighting the lines of ex-haustion etched around his eyes, he made promises he knew he couldn't keep. Promises he'd made a hundred times before. He promised he'd go straight home, crawl under the covers, and let the mindless drone of the TV drown out his thoughts, maybe even lull him to sleep. He'd eat something healthy, drink a glass of water, and try to forget.