Inanimate Insanity X Reader Novels & Stories

I walk to them and sit beside Xander, I put the bottle of water on the table and Damien gives me a questioning look/ “Are you going to explain to me what’s going on?” “Xander has PTSD and a slight case of mania and I’m also starting to believe that this house is haunted,” I sigh, rubbing Xander back. “You mean you think there is a ghost in this house?” “Yes, he’s the one that’s always breaking stuff,” Xander cries out, “He’s always haunting me and terrorising me.” “I don’t understand,”

--- Xavier Lowers His Voice Further “Anna.” The sound of my name in that tone should honestly be illegal. --- My Voice “We’re at work.” Weak argument. Very weak. --- Xavier Steps Closer Anyway Close enough that my heartbeat immediately loses all professionalism. --- Xavier “And yet,” he says quietly, “you keep looking at me like you’re remembering something inappropriate.” --- Internal Death OH MY GOD. --- My Eyes Widen “I do not.” Another terrible lie. --- Silence He studies me for a second longer.

I took three deep breaths and flung the door open. What was right before my eyes made my stomach churn. He was on his couch, thrusting into another lady so loudly and intensely, that they didn't even notice my presence,not until my bag left my grip and fell to the ground. "Shit! What the fuck are you doing here, Zina?" Xaden furrowed his brows in anger as he pulled out, a few drops of sperm littering the floor as he zipped up. The other lady groaned in pleasure, leaving no doubt about how much she had enjoyed it.

But it penetrated that person's cavernous gaze ,who was still standing at a far distance from her, but now his feets had started making their way on their own towards her, towards his insanity's sanity. Inessa , who had her eyes closed by now felt a gloomy silence to wash over her entire surrounding ,as people who were whispering murmuring talking had became completely quiet, like her entire surrounding got deprived of every sensation and movement and the only thing which could be heard was a loud and thudding sound of shoes tackling on the wooden floor, which started getting more closer to her.

Her heart raced with each calculation; each scenario spun her imagination faster. Her phone buzzed with a text from Ishtiyaq: “Stay away from her. I mean it. I don’t care if you want him. Don’t you dare touch her.” Sana smirked, biting her lower lip. “Relax, darling. We’ll see who wins.”

“This one is quite insane,” a familiar voice said from the doorway. I spun around to see Madame X walking toward us with predatory grace. The only difference was her eyes, those same cold, black voids that defied nature. The witch had possessed my Beta. “The things she fantasizes about doing to you,” Madame X continued, and her, its, voice held dark amusement. A chuckle escaped those borrowed lips, and the sound made my skin crawl. I crossed my arms, refusing to show fear. “Everybody has fantasies about me. It comes with being Alpha.”

He wore a simple, dark charcoal Henley and black tactical trousers, but the refined clothing did absolutely nothing to mask the overwhelming, predatory violence radiating from his every step. His crimson eyes locked onto me the second he crossed the threshold. The Mate bond flared—a localized, invisible electric arc that violently connected my sternum to his. The collar instantly warmed in warning, and I ruthlessly shoved my emotions down, erecting an impenetrable firewall of absolute apathy. "Leave us, Elara," Xander commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. "Alpha," the Healer stammered, keeping her eyes on the floor. "Her physical trauma is severe. The burns

Then the phrase ‘drunk mind, sober thoughts’ comes to mind and I’m suddenly very desperate to hear her say that is just bullshit. The silence stretches on for too long, the sound of my unsteady heartbeat very loud in my ears. The adrenaline that is borne entirely out of fear and panic makes my blood boil. Anxiety makes my stomach clenched tightly and refuse to loosen, it is bordering on the line of pain. “Just tell me,” I add when she doesn’t say anything again. I’m not breathing well, I need air! Why is it so hot in here? I look around frantically, bringing my hands up and fanning my face. “Is Xander my mate?” I repeat the question, my voice more confident.

She looked at Xevia's body momentarily, then caressed it gently. She felt as if her entire body was on fire. Like she was in the flames of his creation, burning up from within. Her heart felt like it would burst, and she couldn't breathe anymore. This man was driving her insane. She tried to move away, but he held her back so firmly. Now her body was completely pinned down, leaving her unable to move. She was locked under Xander's body.

I will just be in my room” She walked out. A crazy person? She thinks I am acting like a crazy person. Silas shook his head. “I wish you could look at yourself in the mirror. You look like a madman, this is not the Alpha that we want. Laurent might be the through something right now but we can never appear so tacky and looking so horrible” He walked out