Inanimate Insanity X Reader Novels & Stories

I'm going crazy," she scolded herself, trying to focus on reading the book. As she immersed herself in the book, the room's unsettling atmosphere seemed to fade, replaced by the intriguing words on the pages. Aleah couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and frustration about Hunter. He was a puzzle she wanted to solve, yet his enigmatic nature left her feeling uncertain. The anticipation of their next conversation lingered in her mind, making it difficult to concentrate fully on the book.

I walked over to the bed, leaned down, and quietly slid my hand toward her inner thigh before twisting hard. "Ah!" A piercing scream shattered the silence of the ward. Mildred bolted upright before she pointed at me and shrieked, "Victor Crane! Are you insane?" I wasn't insane, but in this life, I was going to make sure that she truly became a lunatic. I shouted toward the door, "Help! Doctors, nurses, my wife's having an episode! She's getting out of control!" When the doctors and nurses rushed in, they saw the feral Mildred trying to scramble off the bed to attack me, while I huddled against the wall with a perfect mask of terror and helplessness on my face. My eyes immediately reddened as

I slowly place the index and middle finger of both of my hands on either side of my temples and stare blankly at the seat in front of me, reaching the point of anger where there is absolutely no emotion exuding out of me. "Ma'am, are you ready to go?" The driver asks. His voice seems far away as try to force myself out of this horrid reality. "Yes," I make no eye contact with him when I answer, but instead keep staring at the seat. The driver switches gears and pulls away from the curb. The mansions look like mere streaks of color besides us, filtered by the dark hue of the tinted windows surrounding the limo. "You know who you look like with your hands up like that," Sebastian says, in his

My body reacted the same as I thought, making me punch the wall before I yelled out threats to the doctors and the hospital staff to save her. When Matt tried to confront me again, I didn’t accept his comfort. Is it my ego or arrogance that doesn’t want me to accept what I am feeling inside? I am Xander Baston, the womanizer. How could this small thing affect me so much? What’s so special about this girl that’s driving me crazy? My head was exploding with the cannons of my thoughts. Having had enough of this, I roamed the hallway like an angry lion and went out to get some fresh air, but whenever I closed my eyes, I felt her presence and remembered her lifeless body in my arms.

I could sleep and never open my eyes or leave this place, but then Silas is still out there fighting for me. If anyone deserves to live it should be him, and Adam. Xena and Lucas still have to complete their mating and have a wonderful life together and that won’t be possible if this bastard roams freely. Tearing up and angry I refuse to give up… “I see you’ve decided to bury yourself here, forever stuck in your own mind.” He comments casually while watching me struggle. Then it hits me… this is my own mind… my own plane… I should be the one in control not him

Blue Anika fought hard, desperate to remain in control. She had been locked away for several years and she didn’t want to be shut away again. But as Xander sinks his teeth into my flesh, I freeze. Anika fades away and I’m left with Xander’s toned naked body pressed firmly against mine. He quickly retracts his teeth. Jumping off of me, he turns and faces the other way as I just lay there staring up into the sky. “You marked me?” I mutter.

I growled, crouching low, "I'll rip that book out of your hands and burn it with you." "You can't even touch me, Alpha." Xander opened the Ledger. The pages began to turn on their own, a blurred storm of parchment and ink, "You see, in the new history I’m writing, you never made it to this mill. You never even left the pack house. You never even fell in love with Darius.” He slammed the book shut. Suddenly, the world around me began to blur. The sound of the saws faded into a dull hum, and the honey-coloured wood of the mill started to grey and rot before my eyes. The heat vanished, replaced by a biting, supernatural cold.

Annie was slightly annoyed that she could not extract any information out of Xante. Xante might seem unapproachable at times, but she was not cold-hearted. For example, she might have behaved impassively when Annie asked her questions, but she at least responded with a smile despite not answering outright. Annie admired a strong, independent woman like Xante. It was as if nothing could ever faze her. She, on the other hand, could not even let go of a man who did not like her for a guy who was crazy about her. She walked in the opposite direction where Xante was taking to arrive at Marcus' desk. Seeing him busy typing on his keyboard, she took a deep breath before approaching him.

He regretted being so rough and didn't believe me when I said I actually enjoyed it. We were sitting in his office, him behind his desk and me curled up on a couch reading one of the many books that sat on his shelves. He had gotten a new desk after the last time we were in this office. The thought had blood pooling behind my cheeks. I had been reading the same line from the book over and over again because I couldn't concentrate. My mind kept drifting back down to that moment. "Xander is here," Silas grunted, running a hand through his hair. He wore a midnight blue graphic tee and shorts since we were at home.

His other hand made its way up my thigh and to my waist holding me gently and caressing it in a vertical up-and-down motion. His lips were already making their way up my hand. This is when my brain rebooted. I pulled it out of his grasp and looked at him wide-eyed. “Ah, I don’t think we should be doing this,” I said as I looked at the floor. He tilted my chin up and met my gaze. “Why do you resist? Give in to the fantasies of your wolf.” He said and I turned my head away from his hand. Fuck, I can’t be doing this when I haven’t even thought of an answer to Xavier. I heard Xander grunt as he stepped back from standing between my legs. “Why are you thinking about him at such a time?” Xander as