Inanimate Insanity Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sabine suggested. “It’s a shift fight!” I exclaimed, “I don’t have a wolf. It’s useless!” I shouted. “Your loss then,” she shrugged, “Don’t whine about it,” she rolled her eyes. As she followed them outside I stood there, in the strangely noiseless room and looked up at the chandelier hanging down from the ceiling. “Fall on me, will you?” I said out loud looking at it and then scoffed at myself, “Look at me, I’m talking to a non-living thing. I have gone insane,”

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.

"I’m working, Lena. Don’t you have a presentation today?" "That's not what I asked." Serena kept her hands moving. She reached for the next stem, measured it, and cut it. "I'm fine." "You keep saying that." "Because it keeps being true. It’s not my fault you don’t want to believe me." "Oh, you’re so fine that you freaked out at the club," Lena said. "The crowd." Serena did not look up. "I already told you there were too many dominant wolves in a small room. I got overstimulated, I needed a second. You've seen it happen before."

“I want you with every single beat of my pathetic heart. I want you so badly that watching you weep for another man for four days straight nearly tore my Lycan out of my skin.” Ina froze, her breath catching in her throat as she stared up at me, her eyes widening in absolute shock. But I couldn't stop now. The floodgates were open, and the toxic, suffocating insecurity that had been poisoning my blood for days finally spilled over.

He stormed into my room, his chest heaving as he paced back and forth. "Absolutely nothing happened! My vitals didn't even change! My cells didn't even register the mutation!" He stopped at the foot of my bed, his eyes filled with jealousy. He wasn't trying to touch me; he was just venting, completely consumed by his own manic frustration. "I would have taken anything!" Vane screamed at the ceiling, his hands clutching his hair. "Do you hear me?! Anything! Even if it warped my bones, even if it turned me into a slavering, mindless beast like the ones downstairs, I would have embraced it! But my useless, pathetic human body just swallowed the serum and did nothing!"

she chirps, flopping back onto my bed and examining her bright pink nails. “Is this a mental hospital? Because my mum has psychosis so maybe it's hereditary. After everything that's happened today I'm starting to think I've actually gone insane and all this is a hallucination and I'm a patient here, not a student,” I blurt out. “Nah, it's a school for Greys. Unless I'm hallucinating too… What if everyone here is having the same hallucination and we all think we are at school but really it's a hospital? And Mr Collins is our hot doctor trying to make us all sane again. That would be hilarious,” she says laughing hysterically. I stare at her wide-eyed until she composes herself.

Wondering why am I being chased by a monster. I laughed at my thought. “Got ya!” Shit, I didn’t realize I stopped running. I rolled my eyes at him and went inside our room. As we sat in our place, he looked at me, smiling. “Thank you for making me smile today. I’m having a bad day but thanks to you, I’m now fine.” He said, still smiling. “Oh yeah, thank you for ruining my mood today. I’m having a good day but thanks to you, I’m not fine.” I mimicked his words changing them to my perspective. I rolled my eyes after that and he just laughed again.

“Just tell her to accept him.” “Will you go away already?” I groaned. “You’re a parasite, aren’t you. Some worm from uncooked meat that burrowed into my brain, driving me to insanity.” “Please. You haven’t enough brains to nourish a gnat, let alone my magnificent self. Your insanity is not my doing either.” I groaned, wondering if I were to stick a hot poker through my ear if he would shut up. Maybe I am going insane. That is the only way to explain this voice named Rome in my head. Next I’m going to conjure up an imaginary friend named Paris or some shit.

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.

Tell me, how can a bunch of useless nobodies like them be called friends? I closed my eyes, my breath trembling as anger and humiliation clawed at my chest. The pressure caved in on me with such force that it almost suffocated me. Just as I was about to fight back, my body froze. Maybe my emotions had spiked too high and triggered the microchip. Suddenly, all my sadness and anger vanished, leaving only a crushing emptiness. For a moment, it felt like resisting no longer had any meaning. I couldn't remember how I got home that night.