Inanimate Insanity Comics Novels & Stories

Danny tried to keep her voice calm. “Oh, we want money. Lots of money.” He said and smiled creepily. My tears were falling out from my eyes but no voice would come out from my mouth. “And your family can give me that.” “Boss, I have already contacted their family.” Someone went inside the scary room. “That’s good!” he smiled again and looked at the guy. “But there is a problem, boss.” “Huh? What is it?” “They will only give us 1 million.” “What?! No! 1 million for each one of these stupid idiots! Tell them that they can’t save these two woman for 1 million!”

I ask. “Wait – why is there bruising?” Tom asks the doctors. No matter how rough Tom gets, there’s very rarely any physical evidence of it. “I’ve told you, your wife is insatiable—” Dr. Hogan starts but he’s quickly cut off by Tom. “Didn't you tell me my wife is almost completely insane?! Why would you leave her unsupervised?” Tom shouts. Dr. Hogan stammers, seemingly lost for words. Finally, he says, “we watch her. There are always cracks – moments when our backs are turned. Your wife’s unwell, but she’s not a danger to herself. We occasionally do have more urgent patients.”

"Ssshhhhh. If you want to console me then stay silent. Today I am not going to endure your interference." On that, he leaned on her lips. His every advancing move was speaking volumes of his craziness and this was making Noor more scared. Minal's throat becomes dried with his every advancing move. But today Shah Zain wasn't in the mood to show any empathy for her. Minal kept enduring his craziness and extremeness throughout the whole night. His every advancing move had realized Minal that how angry he was with her. ******** Kawish entered his home after closing the door. But silence is what welcomed him today. Don't know why but this silence was making him feel void from inside.

Turning around, I shoot his both eyes… He screamed so loudly that everyone shiver at the intensity… “THEY WERE LOOKING AT MY WOMAN” Thudddddddd. I again shot him and this time on his head between his eyes. “THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR GETTING CLOSE TO MY LOVE. MY OBSESSION”. AUTHOR’S POV* “WHAT THE FUCK MAN” shouted Leo once I am out of my man sight. You are insane… They said. They were looking at his eyes searching for something maybe but the only thing they saw was… MADNESS, MADNESS for her. Obsession for her… LOVE for her…

He held it up for a moment, examining it in the light before casually flicking it onto the concrete floor, where it landed with a tiny, insignificant tink. "One," Zandrei counted softly, his eyes glinting with a mad, ecstatic light. "Now, let's try again. Who sent you?" He asked, his voice brimming with a childlike excitement, like a madman who had just discovered a wonderfully fun new game and was eager for another turn. The man in the chair could only manage a strangled, guttural sound, a wet sobbing noise that vibrated through his shattered mouth. His head thrashed from side to side, his eyes wide with a horror so pure it was almost beautiful to Zandrei.

I reached for the Original Fever. I took the Sovereign-Fang—the weapon that had grown from the Hunt, the Soul, and the Design—and I didn't strike the Doctor. I Struck the Logic. I drove the blade of red-gold sinew into the "Perfect Sanity" on the tile floor. I didn't try to save my mind; I Embraced the Madness. "I AM THE ANOMALY YOU CANNOT EXCISE!" I roared, the White Light of the Origin erupting from my spirit not as a sun, but as a Tidal Wave of Raw, Un-Regulated Chaos.

She said but I just looked at her. "Bro, we just saw you passed out inside so we took you out and now you seem restless and sweating." Zachary said. "I saw, we are going to die... I saw that man, we have to k*ll him first, we have to." I said then also held Psyche back and I also angrily said the things that were said. "Who's that man, bro?! We'll going to k*ll that." Nale said and I just don't know if what he is saying is serious or if he is just accompanying me.

All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. — Alan Moore, The Killing Joke. LUCIEN My thoughts stopped making sense around noon. By evening, the silence in my head was louder than the world. I didn’t knock. I slammed the door open, the frame rattling as I stormed in without thinking much of the consequence. Luca didn’t even flinch at first,too busy thrusting into her like she was some prize he earned.

His eyes are red and his hands are raised as if waiting for someone to carry him. “Oh how sad, the big bad Alpha wants his momma." I mock in between laughter. When our laughter finally dies down, Lucinda speaks and is the first to break the silence. “You know, on the bright side, people got the privilege to see you in all your sexy naked glory. The opportunity to see a naked goddess is only given once in ten decades." “Don't tease. You are right, I am incredibly sexy, but definitely not a goddess." I honestly think I am bipolar, I was crying a minute ago and now I am laughing for the same reason I cried. Something is definitely wrong somewhere.

|Thomas| A famous I* influencer gags between my thighs, eyes stinging, and lips smudged with lipstick. I hum to the sensation, smoke puffing out of my lips. She raises her head, and I clench my teeth. "Do you want the deal or not?" My voice comes out flat. She nods, trying to look seductive. "Then suck and swallow." I lean back, observing her eager compliance. So dumb. A notification chimes on the armrest—a notification from my burner account flares across the screen.