Inanimate Insanity Humanized Novels & Stories

Elena's POV He is weird! A very weird weird weird creature and I hate him so much! One minute he becomes so caring and then at another moment he shows what he really is! A monster! Yeah! A monster!! Manik Monster Malhotra! If you are thinking I have gone crazy than congratulations! You are right! I've become insane and if some kind of sanity is left then I'm sure it won't take much time to be converted into insanity! What the hell does that man thinks of himself?

Candice raised her eyebrows at her son. "Tell what?" Candice asked and crossed her arms. "She's a human, Mom," Blaze confessed. "My mate is a human," he added and slumped on the couch. There was a long silence between them. Candice sat on the opposite couch in front of her son's. "That's a shocking revelation you got there, son," Candice said. She never knew it could be possible for a human to become mate with the werewolves but seeing her son right now, and the impossible becomes realizable.

I asked. The agent beside me answered. “Transit.” Not helpful. The replica tilted its head slightly. “Correction requires proximity.” “Correction of what?” “You.” I let a breath out slowly. “You can’t erase me.” “No.” It didn’t hesitate. “That would destabilize public trust.” “Then what?” “Realignment.” The word made my jaw tighten. “You’re not human,” I said quietly. It held my gaze. “Define human.” “Imperfect. Unpredictable.”

That must have been the weapon she used in order to keep the much larger Timothy and Sovann as hostages. My roommate and his boyfriend were still getting over having some crazy chick threaten their lives, only to have two other crazy chicks show up to save them. A quick pat down later and they had Anima on her feet, face to face with me. The pampered, perpetually-bored torturer was gone. The creature before me still lacked anything approaching empathy, but she was worn ragged, her clothes were filthy and personal hygiene was a thing of the past. She had become a feral, hunted human animal, now at the end of her tether.

“The game changes us. We go in as one person and come out as something different. The question is whether we use that change to build something better or let it destroy us.” “Is that what you’re doing? Building something better by choosing to die?” “I’m choosing to stop being the thing the game made me. To end on my terms instead of its script.” He looked back out the window. “I’ve spawned enough monsters for one lifetime. Let someone else carry that burden now.” “There won’t be a new Marionettist,” I said. “The modified code doesn’t require one. Anomalies will still manifest from Intent, but they won’t be centrally controlled anymore. Just natural consequences of human emotion instead of de

I felt safe and happy in his presence. Did I make a mistake by calling him Alex? He did say I could call him by his name and Alexander was too long. “I am definitely going to kill this puny slave” he growled. From the little I have been told by the older slaves, werewolves were very territorial and possessive creatures but when their wolves are in control, they lose all common sense of humanity. They become primitive in their thinking and even more possessive. This takes my mind back to an event that happened some years ago. A noble couple were visiting the Marquis’s estate. They were mates and did everything together however, the male was quite promiscuous.

Maryn watched him walk away as if he didn't care at all, getting more angry she clenched her teeth and muttered, "This man is crazy! He seriously needs some therapy. There's no way I'm staying here. I will leave here as soon as possible, I just need to find a way out. Yes." "Aha! You seem to be melting by your mate. In love." Adolf paused and looked frustrated while Andrew continued, "She is different from other humans, isn't she?" Upon hearing him, Adolf heaved a sigh and leaning against the wall he added, "I hate this situation. There are things I don't like but I have to tolerate everything." "Hmm, I can understand. We can't control what's going on right now. So... Have you found anything

, she screamed. I was crazy about her. But she wouldn't understand that. I didn't understand it either, but I was going to, with time. “You behave like you're from a saint's home and it sickens me. I'm pretty sure this is not your first time seeing someone get shot. Why are you behaving like this is your first time seeing someone get shot? Let me guess–to make me look like a horrible person. Well let me burst your bubble. I am in fact a very terrible person, you're going to get married to me and this will certainly not be your last time seeing me kill a person. Leave this room in two minutes so that my men can get it cleaned up”, I said leaving the room.

“Oh yes. My pets are werewolves but they are mindless robots. You know what a lobotomy is? Well, if you take a werewolf and perform a lobotomy with a silver spike, but you leave the spike inside they are unable to heal the damage and they grow simple-minded and easy to control.” “So what do you think you can actually learn from me?” Amanda asked, trying to keep her mind focused on the questions to ask rather than the pain that wracked her body from her fingers and her ankle. All the while the assistant prepared to take another fingernail. “What if nothing happens and I’m just a normal human like anyone else?” “Well, then I suppose you’ll just die sooner rather than later and we’ll simply hav

If I wanted to win this and keep Ava safe then I needed to remain level headed. “Do you have proof of this said manipulation?” Elder Maris, a petite sharp-eyed woman who was known for her skepticism, asked with a brow raised. “Besides the brutal fight— abuse rather, that the alpha inflicted on us which I'm sure most of the pack saw, right?” Murmurs of agreements erupted. The odds weren't in my favor. “We have also been hearing rumors of a rebellion sparking amongst the humans, they are plotting against us and Ava has been seen on multiple occasions whispering and acting suspicious with other servants.” She lied.