Inanimate Insanity Wattpad Novels & Stories

He insisted, "I'm not leaving." Now Anna was like a drifting iceberg, wanting to turn into water and merge into the sea. She trembled, her limbs twitching uncontrollably, her body movements resembling those of a person about to go insane. "Anna, snap out of it." Matthew's loud voice brought Anna's mind back a bit, and she looked at him in confusion.

“What did she tell you?” My mouth opened, but nothing came out. “She whispered something,” Adrian said quietly, and his eyes hadn’t left me. His whole body looked frayed, his chest still heaving from the fight, that glow under his skin dimmed but not gone. “I saw her, and I saw your face.” “Answer us!” Caleb barked, stepping closer, and my whole body jolted like I’d been shoved. “I—I don’t know!” The words were ripped out too high and messy. “She’s insane, okay? She’s fucking insane!”

All sensations in her body were amplified and jacked thrice: the cool air on her skin, the whispers in the hallway, the lights from the windowsills, the leftovers in her saliva—all seemed to mock her and push her towards further insanity. The next thing she knew, Agatha found herself in the farthest stall of the comfort room relieving herself. For a moment, the drivel seized and everything was back to baseline. What was happening to her, she did not know at all. If she was anxious, anxious about what? There was nothing to be anxious about. She laughed it off and sighed.

' 'That could be considered treason, watch where you say such things,' Xander replied angrily. 'I only said something because I know you feel the same,' William said. 'You can't tell me you don't think he's off the crocker. Ever since Emma died, he has gone completely insane, wouldn't you say?' William asked. 'Kill every human we meet? That seems rather intense.'

But that was okay, not until Danny died. Because of me. That’s what they say. Instead of reminiscing those painful memories, I decided to sleep my exhaustion away. It didn’t take me minutes to fall asleep. “You’re the reason why all of these things happened!” “You are truly bad luck!” “You don’t deserve to live!” “You’re a monster!” “She died because of you!” I woke up sweating all over and breathing heavily. Where does that came from? Why am I hearing voices? Are they real? Or it’s just a dream?

… When they displayed the sisters, they were left alive—but with their limbs amputated—in two large urns. We were shocked by the intensity of the brothers' insanity. Zagreus even beamed at me. "Don't worry. This is just the overture. Once their wounds heal, we will cut them up bit by bit again! Until they are dead and in pieces!" "What about their company?" I asked. Zion answered excitedly, "No worries! We've purchased the Steins' company. You will own it tomorrow!" The sisters—whose eyes had been blinded—cried tears of blood.

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.

" In that second, all the color drained from Mildred's face. The light in her eyes flickered and died. Ignoring her hysterical curses, I turned and left, humming to myself. … A few days later, the courtroom was packed. The city was intrigued by this bizarre case of a "mental patient accidentally murdering her lover". As the key witness, I took the stand while Mildred's attorney desperately tried to use "insanity" to excuse her crimes. When it was my turn to speak, I didn't even look at her. Instead, I faced the judge and jury, then slowly said, "Your Honor, before I present the facts, I'd like to tell a story that lasted ten years."

My whole body itched. I suddenly saw a reflection of me on the other side of the room staring at the corner of the wall, another of me looking at the door, another laid out in the middle, another resting on the bed. Whose the real me? I finally found myself pacing the small boxed in room. How long have I been in here!? "Let me out!" I begged and kicked at the door. I'm going insane in here! I paced the room with dread of being in here. Something like this place will make anyone go mad. A sane person mad and a mad person sane. I started in a circle then, hearing my mirrored images counting to try to stay sane. All I've got to do is count to stay sane.

Chapter 33 Amber Whyte. I was a shuddering mess. Without being touched, I was wrecked. Owned. Used. Just by the sound of his voice. My breathing was shrill and jagged. Every inch of my skin erupted with sparks. I couldn't hide it anymore. I couldn't pretend I was fine. Because I wasn't. I was going insane. Every second that went by without his huge cock stuffed in my cunt felt like madness. I wanted him. Right here. Right now.