Inanimate Insanity Trophy Novels & Stories

“Where’s your lover boy? Tell him to show his face! “I want to kill you! I’ll tear you to pieces! “I’m looking right at you…” I jerked my head back. Amid the crowded street, I couldn’t find that silhouette anywhere. However, the malicious gaze on me was hard to ignore. The malice radar went off. In the distance, a man with a baseball cap stood among the crowd. A terrifying, ink-red 5000 pulsed above his head. It was Cameron, and his malice value had soared to 5,000. Something in his hand glinted in the sunlight.

"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.