Inanimate Insanity Cheesy Novels & Stories

"Yes. But Von, running hasn't worked. Hiding hasn't worked. Maybe being visible is the only strategy we haven't tried." "Or it's suicide." "Then we die being ourselves instead of running forever as someone else. I'm okay with that." He pulled me close. "I love you. Even when you're completely insane." "Especially when I'm insane. That's when I'm most like the woman you married." "Marissa Castellano, CEO and secret badass." "Maria Chen, boring professor and dinner party host." I kissed him. "Same person, different packaging. Time to remind everyone including Cross that we're too ordinary to be interesting."

"It's only fun because it's you I am staring at. Besides, you seemed to be enjoying all the food we ordered, making you look so adorable that I don't want to take my eyes off of you." "You really have no shame now, do you? How can you say those cheesy lines without batting an eye?" "I am not trying to be cheesy. I am just being honest." "Yeah, yeah," I answered before I averted my eyes away from him and went back to stuffing food into my mouth. Talking to Caesar about things like him being cheesy will only leave me with goosebumps and annoyance, while Caesar will continue to act as if he said nothing completely embarrassing. This guy just doesn't give a fuck anymore.

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Squirting some hand sanitizer, I dug right in. "Drew, don't you want some?" She looked curiously at her stuck up boyfriend, his eyes darting from the popcorn to me, I knew he wanted a handful, the only issue was he would have to take it from my hands. "Oh no thanks, I'm fine." He smiled pleasantly at her, it was of course a fake, but Cassandra didn't see it that way. "What are we watching?" I asked stuffing my face with another handful of popcorn. "Superbad."

I look down at my cappuccino, unable to take a drink. He grins with another low rumbling chuckle. “You’re a psychology student, right?” He asks and I nod as a reply. The guy seems to know everything about me. “Well isn’t it true if you were in effect suffering from some kind of schizophrenic break from reality then shouldn’t this all be something normal for you? A schizophrenic can’t distinguish hallucinations from reality but you seem able to recognize the abnormality of what's happening to you. So essentially that you think you’re insane proves that you are indeed not insane.”

I gladly let myself get relaxed in this smooth moment but suddenly, the sound of his mobile ringing makes me startled all of a sudden as we break the kiss. He sighs and answers the call, getting up and sitting on the couch. That was embarrassing and now I felt it. Adjusting my clothes, I leave the room with the cake. Reaching the kitchen, I put the plate on the counter and take a deep breath. I fill a glass of water and take some gulps of it. He snatched the breath out of me. Not just his presence, but his touches also drive me fucking insane. ‘He's magical…’ I look at the cake once again and suddenly one of the maids enters the kitchen. I know her, I mean, I know she's Amber and she's the f

With that, she walked out leaving the 15 years old boy battling with the insane and sane parts of his mind. He slowly closed his eyes and that time he let the strongest part of his mind win. That night, His sanity got defeated by the insane part of his mind. Day turned to night and she again entered the basement and this time she looked like she was in hurry. She brought out a knife and sighed heavily.

She said to me and I ran my fingers through her hair, pulling it all up in a bunch as she let out of my cock. I am insane. I am insane. "Fuck..." I gritted out in pleasures as she took my cock into her mouth. Insanity feels good. Insanity feels good. It feels fucking good.

Silas’s voice sliced through the quiet like a guillotine. I didn’t even look up. “You do realize your personality’s not sunshine, right?” He walked around the couch like he owned the air. “My personality isn’t meant to be comforting. It’s meant to be effective.” “Oh, it’s effective alright. Effectively making me lose my appetite.” He looked down at the Cheetos bag with the same expression he probably reserved for crime scenes. “Artificial flavor. Artificial color. Artificial joy. Impressive .” I smiled sweetly. “Is that jealousy I hear? Want me to sprinkle some joy on you?”

Her eyes sparkle above her condensation-beaded glass of golden San Mig Light pale lager. “Oh, please no…” Chester groans. “Why not?” “Is so hot. People take picture and post in F*. Inside I’m sweat… like sauna.” She makes a small, irresistible giggle. “After laundry,” Chester says teasingly, “you maybe want to try it?” “ME?” Rina flashes her reaction at him. A cute, open look of incredulity (with just a hint of panic) in the shape of her eyes and lips. “I don’t think so. Absolutely not.”