Gone Haywire Novels & Stories

But I let myself feel, carefully and without performance, that the situation was not fixed and was also not hopeless, and that those two things were allowed to coexist until something happened to resolve them in one direction or the other. The rosemary in the window box on the corner was blooming in the June warmth when I walked to the gallery the next morning. I had never told anyone what I thought every time I passed it, which was that things grew on their own schedule and could not be hurried into flowering before they were ready. I thought it again that morning, and walked through my own door, and got to work.

Perhaps going completely mad would be a form of release for him. Uncle Fox immediately fell silent, his eyes pleading as he looked at Elena. Elena pondered for a moment before speaking firmly, “Mr. Hayes, if you trust me and follow my instructions for the next year, I am confident that I can restore at least eighty percent of your health.” Eighty percent? Shaun Hayes looked at Elena in surprise. His condition had been examined by top traditional medicine experts, all of whom were helpless. Yet Elena claimed that in just one year, she could restore eighty percent of his health?”

I could feel his stiff arm wrapped around my waist. I looked up. My soft gaze was returned by him with a cruel stare. I swallowed hard and was about to apologize when loads of fireworks exploded above.

"You know what? You're pathetic. You've already lost one kidney, and now you're down to your last. If you weren't such a useless wreck, you could've hocked the other one and at least split a grave with someone. "Are you mute? Say something!"

Chapter 7 His final question hung in the air, suffocating me with its intensity. I felt like a trapped animal, cornered by his relentless pursuit and unable to escape his grasp. In a moment of sheer panic and desperation, I hurled my phone across the room, the sound of its impact echoing off the walls. I sat on the edge of the bed, my mind reeling from the onslaught of his crazed and perverse words. I couldn't fathom why he was so fixated on me, like a moth drawn to a flame. It both scared and intrigued me, leaving me feeling powerless and exposed in the wake of his relentless obsession.

“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.

The woman wasn’t a malicious spirit at all, but boy was she talkative, and Akira needed the quiet for work. So, one day, Akira whipped out and burned the frankincense right in the living room where Tonya usually appeared. It made her fade – a different kind of fade from when a spirit is finally free – but more akin to paint smeared with a finger. Akira referred to it as glitch. The only problem with frankincense is that it produced too much smoke and made the whole apartment smell musty, like a wet forest.

That means I can turn it one", he strived to turn the music on while keeping his eyes on the road. As the music started to play and Aaron shoved his hand down, the tiny compartment down the music system opened wide and Haya's eyes automatically went there. Her eyes popped out as she discovered something in foil paper. She wasn't too dumb to recognize the packs of c***m. The fear inside her was now higher at the peak and all she wanted was to jump out of the car right then. Aaron didn't notice that at all. Haya got clueless about what to do as she pinned herself against the door, as far away as she could. Her voice stuck inside her throat.

He’s insane…and he’s driving me insane. “You know, I’m not a big fan of loud women…” Hayden said, his voice suddenly icy cold. I felt a chill run through my body. Ok…monster Hayden is back. I clamped my mouth shut, afraid to make even the slightest sound. I kept my eyes down on the floor so that I wouldn’t have to look at him. “The only time that you should be screaming is when I fuck you…fast and hard…” Hayden said matter-of-factly.

girl: " who are you.. it is nothing to do with me.. more over you should be lucky to bump to a beauty like me.. you are so handsome.. I am forgiving you... " Hayden: " who needs your forgiveness... get lost..." with that he moves to his car...