Inanimate Insanity Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

Edited Chapter. LUCIANO’S POV The scene infront of me makes me worried and scared. Scared to lose Analise. Analise is laying on floor a bathrobe. Her legs are covered with blood and I can see some glass pieces piercing her skin as well as on floor. She is looking lifeless and her normal coloured face has turned pale. I move towards her and try to wake her up. “Ana wake up. Wake up baby.” I lightly tap on her face but she remains unconscious. Her face cold under my hand.

, Insane said and her eyes were glossy and appeared painful. "But I don't", Zane spoke straightly and Insane chuckled sadly. "You don't love me?", Insane asked while her eyes were intensely gazing at Zane. "Yes", Zane crossed his arms as he glared at her. "You don't love Us?", Insane's eyes turned more Obsessive as it was changed, completely INSANE. "What?", Hearing the word 'US' confused him as he questioned her. Insane laughed loudly as tears spilled to the corner of her eyes as she questioned him, "You don't love ARIKA?"

Heart pounding in my chest as I feel the bloodlust replenishing me. Fuck it feel so good to hurt someone who pried on others. 'Crazy psycho bitch' Ania grumbles when I let our connection lay open again. The forced door between our minds opening once again as she rolls her eyes at me. 'Oh, you fucking love me'. I laugh out loud convinced that she really did but didn't often say it.. 'Whatever helps you sleep at night. Now, fuck off, will you. Focus on not getting killed, human' she hisses.

"We agreed we would stop deceiving ourselves." I put distance between us, but he's still looking at me like I'm something precious he thought he'd lost forever. "Andrew, when are you going to let me go?" His expression changes, becomes harder, more dangerous. "Why don't you twist a knife in my chest and find out?" The threat in his voice makes me shiver, but I force myself to glare back at him. "Stop being childish. I'm serious." "So am I." He walks over to the bar and pours champagne into two glasses. His movements are controlled, precise, but I can see the tension in his shoulders.

he seethed at him while pushing him aside but stooped in his track hearing his words "Boss this is about Samar" ******* Anishta’s POV Have you ever felt like banging your head against a wall? I just feel like it so it will stop bothering me. "It's not my fault, blame him" my hyper active mind chided at me making me scoff but it was right, I should not blame it for my condition but the one who had disrupted my mind with his strange actions and behaviours. I was not able to understand what was going on in his Satanic mind or what he was planning but his smiley face created a storm inside me.

She asked nervously as if she was afraid she would ask the wrong question and I would lash out again. I let out a huge breath of air and took a long sip of the cold water, hoping it would help to control my temper and keep me serene. "I feel like he has transported me back to that unforgettable day and I see him, punching and kicking that innocent man, it's all so real that I begin to have a mental breakdown, but when I pull away from him, the nightmare disappears." I trailed of not thinking I can continue describing what I have to go through everyday. I blink repeatedly to stop the tears from falling.

" Came barely a whisper from behind me. I look up at the mirror above the bar and I see her. "Dom." She said again but her hand reached out to me. I shoved her arm back. I shook my head. Hallucinations. Next check on the list for going insane from losing your mate. "Dom. It's me." She whispered again. I growled and stood up and chugged what was left of the bottle. "Sorry Gerald. But the sanity I have left I need to fight some more of these holed up humans." I announced throwing down a wad of cash.

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

Alice blinked twice and flinched back, but the door blocked any further movement. She had to destroy all his vape pens if that was what it would take to snap him out of his insanity. Strip? The hell? How about a punch in the face! Alice gulped, her hands reaching carefully for the door handle. She was ready to bolt at any moment. "You're insane," Alice blurted fearlessly, glaring at him. "Bitch, tell me something I don’t already know," he smirked sinisterly before letting her go.

It’s this reason that finally breaks the chains and I’m thrown off the cliff of sanity and dive headfirst into the abyss of insanity. Charles doesn’t stop or show signs of slowing as he draws close to me and my flames. I know without a shadow of a doubt that nothing will stop him today, nothing but his death. I claw at him, needing to dig my claws into his flesh. I swipe wildly at him, intent on drawing blood. He dodges everyone and it only causes the need to strengthen. I’m so focused on him that I don’t see it.