Idle Minds Novels & Stories

I nodded, not in a state to answer properly. 'Well, I guess you should see a therapist or a psychiatrist as...I heard about your nightmares earlier too. When you told that to Aunt Margaret.' She said. 'Moreover, it's Sunday so maybe you can get an appointment today only.' She said again. 'No..it's..it's fine. I...just need something to divert my mind, nothing else.' I said though I knew I that it was a lie. My frame of mind was unsettled. All of a sudden my stomach rumbled, just because I hadn't eaten anything since last night I guess. I had too much work and less time to complete it if, I wanted to chill out on Sunday. I covered my stomach with both my arms and looked down in embarrassment.

She was so lonely and worried that she took Anastasia's guitar from the shelf, intending to keep herself company with it, but then she realized that she couldn't really play the instrument and had to keep it back where it belonged. ‘God, I really need to talk to someone before I lose my sanity.’ Extremely disturbed, Idara grabbed her phone and logged on to W******p in search of a like-minded chat buddy. Surprisingly, Isioma's message popped in barely ten seconds after she logged in. ISIOMA: Hi. You ain't sleeping? IDARA: Yea. Can't. ISIOMA: Likewise. Still feeling guilty about that incident, I suppose? IDARA: You bet. :(

At last, when trust and his subject came into the dining-room, he again observed the mad escapade of Methil: Methil stood on the Central table of the dining-room and spoke: "Mad men, behold the fools! You eat poison and poison your mind. Your mind does not see that you are being deceived. They don't want to let you go. The sanctuary will be your grave if you don't want to know the truth. The truth that on the surface of the earth, there are other people. Their name is "Born in the light," said Methil, his eyes blazing. "Somebody shut him up!" someone in the dining room shouted. "I want to finish my dinner, and it spoils my appetite…

I ask, he seems to freeze like he was quickly trying to think of an answer on the spot. "I just wanted an adventure I guess, break out of this boring town and see the world" he says, making me smile but yawn it was getting late, he finally finds the remote turning the tv to a random channel "You should get some sleep" he says, catching how many times I've yawned, I mean I had school today and that's mentally draining as it is. "But I'm not tired" I say, laying my head on his shoulder feeling my eyes close, he wraps his arm around my shoulders.

The identity of the person responsible for adorning her with the mysterious items eluded her, though she entertained the notion that it could have been Brady. Khali drew in a deep breath, feeling the beads of sweat on her forehead. With a quick swipe of her hand, she cleared the moisture from her skin. She awoke from a restless slumber, and her mind still shrouded in a haze of confusion. A peculiar dream had visited her at night, yet its contents remained elusive. Despite her best efforts to recall its details, the memory of it slipped through her grasp like sand through her fingers. As Khali wiped her forehead, the earbuds were inadvertently drawn into her grip. She perceived distinct thoug

The men in my dreams, the woman and man, the group of people around my age telling me things like I should be familiar with them. Who are they to me? Are they real? Fucking stupid mind of mines. Ife blasted away at the force field surrounding her in the closet mindlessly. She knew she was running out of time and they would find a way to forcibly mark her so Jacob could get what he wanted. She could never let that happen. She had a mate out there, certainly not the Apollo that Lucy swore she stole away from her. In the midst of thinking of her possible mate, wondering about the details in the making of him, Ife did something she never expected.

By the seventh year of my relationship with Vanessa McBride, she inherited everything her late sister, Rebecca Holloway, had left behind, including her brother-in-law, Derek Holloway. Every time Vanessa returned from Derek's room, she would hold me close and whisper softly, "Just wait a little longer, Grant. Once I give him a child, we'll finally have our wedding." It was the only condition her family had imposed for her to inherit the McBride legacy. In the six months after returning to the capital, Vanessa went to Derek's room regularly. At first, it was once a month. Then, once every few weeks. Eventually, it became almost every other night. And after six months of being alone every

I get up quickly from the couch and make my way upstairs to my bedroom to get something productive done on my laptop. I surround myself with pillows and get comfortable in between and open my laptop. They say an idle mind is the devil’s workshop but the devil must be working extra hard because few minutes later, I’m scrolling through Marcello’s I*******m and gobbling up every information about him on the internet that I can find.

I had a flashback of the time I had with Lucas again and was determined to get out of bed and occupy my mind with something else. An idle mind is the devil's workshop they say, but I think mine is Lucas' workshop. “What better way to forget that horrid action,” I said out loud to no one in particular. I got out of bed, the light from the moon on my bare skin sent a tingling sensation all over my body and I could swear I glowed for a brief while. “I am going crazy,” I muttered. If I could wish for one thing at that moment it would be to fall asleep in the library where I was headed.

Elon asked playfully. " Yeah, that song was me some years ago; it's my go-to song," she answered as they called them upstage. Luckily for her, Elon knew how to sing the song as well. "We're going up, we going down We can run it back, we can work it out, but, noooo Late at night, going out my mind Praying that the sun don't rise, like, noooo, mm ... " Ida sang Waking up but wishing that you don't